But when the kindness of God our Savior and His love for mankind appeared, He saved us, not on the basis of deeds which we have done in righteousness, but according to His mercy, by the washing of regeneration and renewing by the Holy Spirit, whom He poured out upon us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that being justified by His grace we would be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life.
The weather forecast for this morning had this picture: Guess what I did. Actually, you probably know, which makes you at least 50% smarter than a couple of coworkers of mine, who routinely ask me if I rode my bike in. I want to retort, “Did you drive your car in?” and then when they say, “Of course,” respond, “Oooooh, amazing!” as if this were some shocking amazing feat. Yes, I admit, 34° and raining sucks to ride a bike in, especially with over an hour of waiting in frozen wet shoes following that ride. I have more commitment to this one activity than they can imagine, and after a while the amazed comments become tiring. If only I had to hear fewer admonitions not to die on my ride home.
So I rode, of course. Had to try out the toe clips I just installed, after weeks of debating between those and clip-on shoes. The deciding factor: Toe clips cost $7 for a pair at REI, while the shoes alone (excluding matching pedals) cost ?$80. At REI I finished off a $30 gift card with the clips, an extra tube for my slicks, and a cool bike tool from the clearance bin. The total came to $29, and I got the remaining money back as cash.
Sometimes I read other peoples’? blogs or hear about the valiant bloggers in Iraq, or blind people blogging, or women with breast cancer chronicling their struggle, or 20-somethings in the Peace Corps writing from New Guinea, or something equally exotic and I think, Why not me? Why am I sitting here with nothing to write about but the minutiae of my day that nobody except my Mom* cares about? Today I almost made something up, some exciting event in my life that would never really happen — nothing as mundane as not having to pay my fare on the train, or thinking about switching my cube to one away from the door. Don’t get me wrong; I love my life and wouldn’t trade it for anybody else’s that I know of. It just doesn’t make for that many interesting blogs anymore.
My most successful month of all time, as measured by number of comments and visits, was November 2006, when people devotedly checked every day for the next update in my NaNoWriMo novel and actually became engaged in my characters’ lives. Which makes me think that having a theme and posting routinely on it works. Which leads me to wondering what kind of theme would interest you, my two non-family member readers. What, if anything, would you like to hear or see more of?
*And other female relations. Frankly, I have my doubts as to whether even my mother cares about the details of my REI shopping trips.