i love three things.

my brother left london, he was here for the weekend.

i love my brother. he's one of my best friends, and i'm one of his. aw. how heart-warming.

but i really enjoy our talks because i can ask him really silly deep questions and he often responds thoughtfully. he's a writer, you see. he thinks. he observes. he came to church with me today and i like it because i realized that there are people who go to church and everything, but don't have someone (or people) in their life who challenge pretty much everything they believe in.

rodney isn't confrontational or anything, and doesn't ask me outright questions a lot, necessarily, but i talk about god and church and my life a lot, naturally, so he will respond.

i love being inspired to view things as though i had never seen them (going to church and thinking, what the heck is rodney thinking right now??); and attempting to explain to my brother what i believe and why i do, and then failing miserably.

this is the beautiful thing. i'm sorry rodney, for sucking at explaining god and religion. it's beautiful because sometimes i'm opinionated and self-righteous and uncertain and yet i know things are working the way they should - and that god's grace is shown in my weakness. that rodney's gonna be okay. pretty neat.

he's going to read this, too. which is kinda funny.

one thing i really love, too, is this song by the born ruffians. to me, they're a staple in my library of indie music. this is a live version from the daytrotter sessions.

Foxes Mate For Life - Born Ruffians

(sorry for the pic, rodney.)