Tribute To Mike

• For the past week, I've been waking up with a strange feeling. This feeling also comes when I turn off the lights at night. Today, I realized what it is. It's the understanding that most of my bedroom floor is visible, and it's been...life-changing. Well, maybe not that dramatic. Perhaps we shall call it habit-changing.
• I broke two ornaments when I decorated the Christmas tree yesterday. Poor, spun-glass reindeer. Poor dancers, who were given to me by Mrs. Hoffman (or maybe that was Mike's?). Oops.
• Cameras are pretty fun, but it takes a while to get used to using one. Since I'd never had a camera before last Friday, I never bothered to learn the nitty-gritty stuff about 'em. One of the details I just can't figure out: What should I name the guy? My computer's name is Jake...Fred is the turtle in Jess' car...Bert came to mind, but I want to make sure that's the perfect name for him. What do you think? Check out my Flickr for his portrait.
  
• Is naming electronics weird? I hope so. I was thinking about this phenomenon just now...all my electronics (which aren't many) have monosyllabic, male names. Except for my cell phones. They have names like "my old phone," "my first phone," "the red phone," "John's old phone," ...you get the idea. I wonder why.
• On the way home from school, I was thinking about Jesus and prayer. This had to do with some song that was playing on my iPod, but I can't remember the song. Anyway. SO, Jesus prayed quite a bit. But why? Jesus was God incarnate, after all. Talking to himself doesn't seem like it'd be a long process. Wait, God lives in me, if my theology is correct. So, why do I pray? On the other hand, why don't I walk on water at will, or heal whenever I so choose? Huh. Something to think about, for sure. (Before anyone goes willy-nilly on me, keep your shirt on. This sort of theology isn't what I'd call necessary to a saving knowledge of Christ, it's a question probing God's grace. Prayer is a gift, I know that. If I never find the answer to this question, I don't care. It's just fun to think about.)