I'm finishing reading Crazy Love by Francis Chan. If you haven't heard of this book, pick it up today. It's amazing. Truly. 

Chapter 5 is called "Serving Leftovers to a Holy God"... The title hit me as i was re-reading it this afternoon. How many time do i do that? Almost daily... correction: DAILY. Scary to think about. I continued reading and was struck by Chan talking about Martyrs. How they die strange, horrific deaths, but in the end, they are glorified specifically. I started thinking and praying about this. That even though i may never get the chance, that i would be willing to die for my Savior... My next thought? Please Lord, just don't let it be painful...  LEFTOVERS you idiot! Didn't i JUST read the title to the chapter? Wow... 

I want to PASSIONATELY seek my Savior with a reckless abandon for His Glory. That is truly my desire. But i am in now way even close. 

On  a lighter note, driving home from church tonight i drove by a Subway. It was 9:10... There was a kid on the corner (who i could barely see) shaking a sign... really? Its 9pm! I drive by the Subway. THEY ARE CLOSED! Wow. SUBWAY MARKETING SUCKS.