Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Day 181: Ceil Blue
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Day 180: Who's a RN?
Monday, June 28, 2010
Day 179: Orientation
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Day 178: Graduation Recognition
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Day 177: Tybee Island
Friday, June 25, 2010
Day 176: Funny or True?
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Day 175: Log Castles
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Day 174: Snakes
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Day 173: I'm allergic to emotions
Monday, June 21, 2010
Day 172: What's a Pinetopper?
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Day 171: Estoy muy contento!
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Day 170: Yay Pineapples!
Friday, June 18, 2010
Day 169: S.S. FHUMC
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Day 168: ...I saved Nemo
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Day 167: Yay!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Day 166: Staph
Monday, June 14, 2010
Day 165: The NCLEX
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Day 163: Buddy Bracelets
Friday, June 11, 2010
Day 162: Nu-Way
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Day 161: JereME
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Day 160: Dang, Jesus Drives Slow Sometimes!
I think about names sometimes. Justin Timberlake's name seems kind of fake too. It's almost too awesome, like if my name was "Jonathan Mountainstream." Please call me that from here on out. The real reason I think about Carrie Underwood sometimes though isn't her name, it's her song, "Jesus take the wheel."
The benefit of a country song is that, much like a Steven Seagal movie, you can figure out the entire thing from the title. A girl is out of control in her life and needs Jesus to take the wheel. I get that, and often I do that. I surrender my life or something I am chasing to Jesus. I “Underwood” the whole situation and give Jesus the wheel.
But if I’m honest, most of the times I give him the wheel, but I don’t give him the gas pedal.
His hands might be firmly placed on the steering wheel, but I’m over in the passenger seat stretching my left leg and trying to press down on the gas pedal. Dang, Jesus drives slow sometimes! And it’s up to me to press his be-sandaled foot down hard on the gas so we can get this car that represents my life in the fast lane.
sometimes I wish Jesus would drive a little faster...