Seventy-Two Trombones

My computer Is Not Dead! Hooray! It woke up this morning perfectly normally, as if to say, "Ugh... coffee. I'm just pretending you didn't spill coffee in me." Or something, possibly, that makes sense. I'm not really sure.
If you have noticed a dearth of psalms in my blog lately (you may not have, but trust me, there is one,) that is because I have been neglecting my devo most atrociously. My priorities are so skewiff. Must do devotion next.
Lily left a comment yesterday. Check out her blog, it's very pretty.

Whooooo.... (Hyper)

I drank coffee and now I'm hyper. And also celebrating my first comment! Excitement! I think my word for Pan's Labyrinth at the moment is haunting; I can't remember if that was in the comment or not, so if it is, it's your idea, and if it's not, it's mine. I'm loving it more and more as I think about it over the days.

I found another verse about the Lord sustaining me:
" Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you;
he will never let the righteous be shaken."
Psalm 55: 22 TNIV (for those who might guess, yes, I am reading through Psalms.)

And I was wrong, yesterday. (This is not about the fishie.) I need God for more than eight o'clock lectures: I need him to sustain me in my worship of him; not just singing words without even thinking about them, but in daily meditation on his Word, in giving time and money (if I ever manage to tithe faithfully, we'll all know that's God, because I suck at it) and sharing the Gospel. Not trying to preach; just sharing what I'm rejoicing in. Because I can't do it alone. Because I don't have to.

Praise the Lord.

(No science piccies yet.)