what would *you* do for a klondike bar?

i worked all day in the rain today. for $25. not even a friggin klondike bar.

what a weird day so far. it suddenly hit me today when i started planning the church service for sunday morning that this is really the last time i get to do what i do in my home church...by my own choice, but that doesn't eliminate the emotion...and it's only by my own choice now because it won't be later. but i started thinking about the duet that i will sing with faith (the most beautiful female voice this side of the ol' miss) and actually broke down on the drive home from work. i just started crying because there is so much injustice and hypocrisy and contradiction in what's going on in the church today. i can't imagine we're the bride jesus had in mind when he asked her to marry him...

but he will be faithful and wait until she comes around...what an incredible guy...