Praise God for a successful surgery yesterday!  It was a long day but I am so glad for the doctor, nurses and all the hospital staff that were so nice to us.

Baby Girl was given “giggle juice” before she left us.  It was tylenol and some other drug to relax her so she was not screaming when she left us.  It was sad watching her leave us on the hospital bed.  But we knew she was in good hands.

The surgery itself was about 15 min at most. When we went to go see her she was crying quite a bit.  The nurse said this would happen because she was put under and she “woke up” and she was in a strange place, with strange people.  Baby Girl cried for about 45 min until she finally went to sleep in the car ride home.

When she woke up she was much better– but she slept alot which made her sleep cycle get off a little bit and she was ready to go at 4am this morning.  Cute little girl,  especially at 4am!

It has been a hectic week.  With the surgery and our car breaking down and just life in general.  I am reaching my breaking point, but I know I must go on.

I preached at the seminary which was good and I should be posting my sermon up today.  I would love to get feedback.

Today I have a presentation and paper due on Bonhoeffer’s Letters & Papers from Prison.  I really enjoy that book so it was not terribly hard to put together.   I used Life Together as well for my paper.  I really enjoy Bonhoeffer- I took a whole class on him my middler year!

Now I have to work on my sermon for Sunday.  I have preached on this text a few times before so I should not have a terrible time writing my sermon.

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In other news there was a bomb set off in Times Square this morning.  When things like this happen, I always go back to the events surrounding 9/11. I don’t know why but my mind goes there and I start asking questions. Who did this? Why did they do it?  Do they know you did it?
I guess you can never really get into the head of someone.  If you are driven to the point of actually blowing something up there is something really wrong with you.  Is the 15 min of fame worth the lifetime of hardship or even possibility of death? I can’t imagine getting to that point in my life.  To be so angry at a person, place or even country that I want to see them dead.  But I guess if you add anger and a serious mental illness you can get to that point.  So sad………..