beautiful. simply beautiful.
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Yep, two numbers for the day…
500: This is my 500th post on the blog!
On March 31, 2009 I started this blog…and today (this very post) is my 500th entry. Posting had been irregular until this year, when I took the “Post A Day 2011” challenge. Now, it’s a regular part of my day – whether I simply post a photo, link, video, or song that hits me or even, occasionally something little deeper – wherever I happen to find myself.
I wrote about my reasons for starting the blog here and here.
100: Today, I crossed the 100-pounds lost threshold!
Actually, 101.2 pounds – woohoo!
On January 11, 2010, I decided to get serious about my weight (again). My desired goal was just shy of the 100-pound mark, so I thought I’d go just a bit more…you know, the old “rounding” thing.
So, I’m at goal – and now, 549 days later, I enter maintenance mode. This time, my mind is set on making the lifestyle change permanent.
I blogged about the one-year mark here and the 75-pound mark here. I’ll probably write a post about the process of maintaining in the future.
Cherish all your happy moments;
they make a fine cushion for old age.
–Booth Tarkington
I so wanted to do this about 3 times today…

…at work, not at home 😉

The art of losing myself in bringing You praise
– Joel Houston
I’ve heard and sung that lyric many times. Today, the word “art” stuck in my mind.
There are many definitions for the word art, but two can be applied to this lyric:
In all honesty, I’ve probably lived both definitions in my worship.
In truth, both are probably bad; the former because it’s fake, the latter because, without the empowerment of the Holy Spirit, it’s of my own initiative.
The key to living that lyric lies later in the song:
In my heart in my soul, I give You control
Consume me from the inside out Lord
Oh, but then there’s the words “control” and “consume”…
(from my afternoon Target run)
Maybe I’m just getting old, but for some reason it really bugs me when a 5 or 6 year old uses the word “hella” in a sentence…
…or, maybe it’s just me.