stay frosty, marines

when your children ask their fathers in time to come, saying, "what are these stones?" then you shall inform your children, saying, "israel crossed this jordan on dry ground."  for the Lord your God dried up the waters of the jordan before you until you had crossed, just as the Lord your God had done to the red sea, which He dried up before us until we had crossed; that all the peoples of the earth may know that the hand of the Lord is mighty, so that you may fear the Lord your God forever."

i've decided to start blogging again.  i guarantee it'll be infrequent at times, perhaps maddeningly so to any rabidly devoted fans who might materialize.  i apologize in advance.

i feel very strongly that this is a time in my life that needs to be documented.  just as God commanded the israelites to leave twelve stones on the banks of the jordan river, i want to memorialize the journey i am on right now.  not for vanity, but so that i can look back and see where i came from, or rather where i was delivered from.  in order to appreciate what it is to be brought to life, i must always remember what it was to have been a dead man.

something powerful is happening right now.  i don't know what it is or where it will lead, but i know what it means.

aslan is on the move.