No, I was not killed in a dual with a blogger or anything like that.  Life seems to have been living me lately, instead of me living life.  How I long for a place of rest away from the turmoil and strife of this world.  A lull in the battle between good and evil.  A respite long enough to regain strength before the next engagement with the enemy.  (This may, perhaps, be a glimpse into my life at the present.)

I started college a few weeks ago pursuing a degree in Criminal Justice.  Amidst the secular thought process all too prevalent on campus I feel like I am wading through the a sea of the lost.  Everyone seems to be grasping for something and searching for meaning in life.  The professors especially are like rudderless ships without any means of navigation whatsoever.  I am so thankful for the Anchor that gives my life a purpose.

My job is such a blessing.  I am working for a Christian man who lets me come in and work on Saturday and he is working around my school schedule.  I am working for a vending company and I go to two prisons on Saturday and stock the vending machines in the visitation areas.  Interesting work considering I am getting a CJ degree.

Have a blessed week and keep looking to Him.

Erik B.