I am watching Slumdog Millionaire for the first time.  What beautiful children.  What sad, lost eyes.

I have a new goal.  There's an intensive ESL teacher certification course offered in Pullman in May for three weekends and I think I will sign up.  Maybe someday I can help those beautiful children with the sad eyes.

Their stories break my heart.

Man's darkness still catches me off guard.  My own darkness does.  I want so badly to believe that we are good. Oh, but we aren't.  We are so far from it.

My favorite theme in The Word is light and dark.  And it is on every page.  In all of the stories and Jesus' words. 

I love light.  I won't go to stores if the lighting is bad.  I never close the shades.  I only wear sunglasses if the rays are unbearable.  And long, summery days mean the world to me.  I would like to bring light to the darkest places.  But I don't think that I have to travel to do that.  No, I think the dark is everywhere.

Burn, baby burn.