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Non-Abstract

I realized that so much of what I write is relatively abstract.  Obviously I don't share too many details with the world wide web (which I don't plan to start doing), but I realize from a reader's perspective that that might get a little frustrating.  I might be wrong but in the case that I'm not, I'll write about something very clear.  I don't know what yet, but something that I can just tell you ALL the details about.
Maybe I'll write about a handful of little things.
Right now, at this very moment, I'm (sort of) watching the movie Rango with my sister (whilst composing a blog of course).  My sister is a big Johnny Depp fan and I suppose seeing an animated movie where he technically makes no actual appearance except in voice is still enough to attract her.  She asked me to pick it up from a redbox tonight so I obliged. It doesn't seem like that amazing of a movie but it does have some clever parts so I don't think it was a waste of time or money.  Even if it were completely boring though, I'd say it would be worth it for her.  See, she's really amazing.  I love her.  And not just with the kind of love you "should" have for your family.  I have an affection for her and she is one of my best friends.  She's wise and forgiving.  She confronts and comforts me when I need it.  She loves Jesus with a love that affects every part of her life and she's becoming more like Him all the time.  I'm so blessed to have her in my life.
Speaking of which, I'm so blessed to have a great many different people in my life.  I write it in cards and blogs but I genuinely mean every letter of it.  I am so blessed by the people and relationships that are in my life.  It's easy to recognize a blessing when it can be cashed, bought or seen but the biggest blessings in my life aren't that way.  I think some of the biggest blessings in my life are relationships and the quality of them.
I have two parents who I get along with and love very much.  I have a sister who is always there for me.  I have one good friend who I never have to feel under pressure to entertain.  Another friend who I can joke or be serious with anytime.  Another friend who will give me great advice and encouragement when I need it most.  I have another friend who is gracious and patient with me when I'm acting most human and can't seem to get a grip on what I want or am hearing from the Lord.  Another friend yet who wishes me luck on things, even when doing so might be painful.
I know this is sort of abrupt but there's a correlation between how long this is and how late its getting so I think I'll stop now for both of those reasons.  Hopefully though, maybe I'll write a part two to this blog sometime.  Before I stop on this one though, I just want to say that I give thanks to Jesus for allowing me to have relationships that are whole and happy.  Because without Him, I wouldn't have the faintest idea what something like that would even be like.

"We love because he first loved us."
1 John 4:19

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