I'm thinking of this story from the Bible where Jesus and His disciples were crossing the Sea of Galilee on a boat. Midway through, there was a great storm. The disciples panicked while Jesus slept like a baby. Here I am in the middle of a life storm, and I panicked just like the disciples... So now I can hear Jesus' soft rebukes to me: "Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?" "Why are you fearful, O you of little faith?" "Where is your faith?" Don't I believe that I can have peace in the midst of a storm? Don't I believe that with a word, Jesus can calm the storm? Why don't I believe?

Another Biblical question that comes into mind: "Is anything too hard for the Lord?"

I stayed at home most of the day, after having angered my mom and made myself depressed and stuff. The evening was spent with Jack and Bobby (isn't that the name of a TV show?), and we had a good time, I think. Nice to catch up with old friends. Tomorrow: catching up with mesister's boyfriend!