So, I was sitting in the carpool line and...no wreck this time!!! YAY! But, I put my car in neutral instead of drive and it took SEVERAL seconds of my foot on the gas before I figured out what was wrong. These people surely think I am an either an idiot or incompetent, ha!

I heard this christian song:

Your love never fails, never gives up. Never runs out on me. On and on and on and on it goes. It overwhelms and satisfies my soul. And I never, ever, have to be afraid.

Immediately my heart sank. I need you Jesus; I love you Jesus. It's no wonder I'm a mess without you Jesus. I'm so sorry...etc, etc...with an uncanny passion

A few minutes later, I listened to the Beatles:

Always, no sometimes, think it's me. But you know I know when it's a dream. I think I know I mean a "Yes" but it's all wrong. That is I think I disagree.

Immediately I was struck with fierce zealousness. I sang out with intense fervor. I was overcome with emotion, with exaggerated animation. It was an uncanny passion.

So, no passionate decisions about faith and no mindless lusting after music while not exactly grounded...unless of course, my body should start to move, my lips should start to sing. There is so much beauty in music, so much pure pleasure in dancing, in movement. It fills my heart with joy!

Then, of course, we get home and my nephew steps in dog poop and spreads it in my house. It fills my heart with joy!