been reading alot these days...Donald Miller's "Blue Like Jazz," C.S. Lewis "The Abolition of Man," and Garrison Keillor "Wobegon Boy." was talking with a chap at starbucks the other day about drinking alot. he said he does so in order to forget things. in some ways i believe reading does that for me. i'm an escapist at heart. i guess the difference would be getting lost in someone else's reality verses losing touch with reality. anyway, it's made me go into deep thought mode, which can be very dangerous for me. i love being in a world that my imagination has created. in my imaginary world people love, hurt and feel much deeper than my reality. there may be walls, but they can always be removed. the depth of my imagination can take me places that seem untouchable. people see me for who i am or at least who i think i am. which makes wonder, which is more true: the me i see inside, the me i portray to others, or the me that others percieve of me? and in which of those ways does the lord reveal who i truly am. Oswald Chambers wrote in "My Utmost For His Highest" that the Lord is revealing parts of who you are, good and bad, by the people that surround you. a friend of mine disagreed, but i'm not so sure that oswald is entirely wrong. i don't know.