Thursday, February 18, 2010


I've got this thing where I hate being wrong. Makes me feel very icky inside.

As I was journaling tonight, I found myself typing this:

Please shape my ministry, Lord. And increase my faith. Sort my thoughts and desires, and make sense of them. Show me, too, that I don't have to be right all the time. That I don't have to understand everything.

You want me to be humble. With my faults.

See, I take my own faults way too seriously. I can get pretty neurotic at times.

As I continued typing, I made a reference to this blog by its name: ...delerium. And when I did, I saw a little red squiggly line under the word. Spell check.

No freakin' way, I thought.

Sure enough. I, the spelling nazi, have had a giant misspelled word at the top of my blog for seven years.

And I laughed... and corrected it.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010