on the weekends that mat and i have to serve for retreaters, i have no stories to tell. no exciting adventures to dance off of your earlobes. in fact, right now i am in the library with josh

(mat and jesse just left). i could be skillfully enhancing my table tennis game, but i still have two chapters to read and write about. though this book is great (matt redman cuts to the core of me), i am being tempted by the tree of knowledge in the form of ping pong. i promise next weekend is going to be more exciting than this one was.
someone did offer to adopt me though.