Why do I like this picture? It seems kind of morbid, but yet sweet. The skeletons were found outside of Rome. I wonder if it's Romeo and Juliet.

Perhaps this picture won't make it on the front of a Hallmark Valentine's Day card, but I think it's a good portrayal of human love.



The Cam Shaft Position Sensor is broken on my jeep. Cost of part: $26.12.
Cost to fix it at the Austin dealer: $453. I really should have taken automechanics in high school.


Wow.

Last night I got to go to my first YoungLife club in Houston. It was lots of fun. Lots of pizza. Lots of candy. Lots of "Catch Phrase." It was such a blessing to chill with kids. And just enjoy them. One of the leader's shared Tony Dungy's testimony. It's an awesome blessing. :) It's on YouTube and hopefully I can post the link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvRs9L8dY6c.



Saturday, I drove out to Austin and had a great day. I read. I drank coffee while looking out at a not-so-gorgeous waterfront, but it was still peaceful.


And I witnessed an amazing sunset.

I headed home from my delightful day, and about 15 miles outside of Austin at the Bois D’Arc Lane (I know. Weird.) my Jeep slowly died. The check engine light came on, and then the steering wheel got really hard to turn. Luckily, I had a large shoulder to pull off on, and I coasted until my car stopped moving.

I prayed. Head to the steering wheel; heart to God. Help! I called Geico Roadside Assistance. And after what seemed like an eternity, they found a tow truck for me. And figured out where I was. I actually said these words to the poor lady trying to help me: “Please tell them I’m by myself and in the middle of nowhere!!”

Then I called a friend who I guess has kind of become my “in case of emergency” back-up. I said, “Just listen. I went to Austin by myself. And my car died. I’m getting a tow truck, and I guess I’ll rent a car and drive back. I just wanted you to know where I was.”

“Beth,” she said calmly. “Can I talk now?”
“Yes,” I said.

Then she explained, “I’m in Austin.”

So, she picked me up, took me to stay with her at her aunt’s. And now my jeep is hopefully being fixed in Austin. Below is a pic of my dead Jeep on the left. My friend’s car is on the right. I was sitting in the fancy tow truck.


So, this is twice in 2007, that Geico has been used by God as a tool in my life. They helped the security people find me when my purse was missing. And now they helped me in my time of need with car issues. Maybe I’ll be on one of their commercials soon! (not the caveman ones)



Hmmm...I don't think I'm celebrating this year. I'm not going to put up a tree or lights...or make any queso.



1.Cereal – Lucky Charms, Kashi anything, or Raisin Bran
2.Pasta – Ravioli, Penne, etc. w/ some Paul Newman sauce
3.Grilled Peanut Butter and Jelly
4.Yogurt
5.Cheese and crackers (Laughing Cow is nice)
6.Waffles
7.Blue Diamond Almonds (Jalapeno Smokehouse or Chili-Lime)

I serve dinner most weeknights anywhere between 6:30 and 8:00 p.m. Feel free to call and let me know if you'll be over. I'll get out the extra spoon and cereal bowl for you.



I suppose sometimes God puts us through hard times to draw closer to Him. So some of the trials in our lives actually help us to get a better understanding and closer relationship with God. I think that God is using public transportation to grow my faith.

I know I blog about Metro about 15% of the time. For so long, it was a mystery, and now it’s a part of my day-to-day life where God shows me Metro-miracles.

This morning, I clearly pulled out my Metro pass out of a book and made sure I had it. After I sprinted in the rain to the bus as it sat at the light, I got on and fumbled through my bag for the pass. I took out every book and bible I owned, and could not find it. I dropped my water bottle in the search. I took out all my snacks for the day. I searched my coat pockets. It was no where to be found. I prayed in my head to God. I didn’t know where the $1 would come from, because I had about 1 cent on me, as usual.

I worked my way over on the crowded bus (standing room only) and told the bus driver I didn’t have my pass. (Usually, that’s when they dump people off at the next available stop—no pay, no ride.) And she said, “The machine’s broken. When it’s got the white bag over it, that means you just get on.”

I hadn’t even noticed.

I looked at the couple standing in front of me and said, “So I dug through all my stuff, and I didn’t even have to pay?” They smiled and said, “Uh-huh.” I suppose it was nice being the bus entertainment for the morning. But it was even nicer to experience another Metro-miracle!

Do you dare to ride the Metro Bus?! Only the humble and the prayerful allowed.