I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart...

By all accounts, today should have been a very dull day. Not a terrible day, but certainly not a good day.

Instead, it was a fantastic day.

I got out of bed this morning to the sweet tones of the dog puking on the carpet outside my bedroom door. I got into the car to find a nice splash of bird-poo on the windshield, and no wiper fluid left. I got to work, and the air-conditioning was taking a vacation (on an 80-degree day too!).

I should have been bored and tired and irritated, but I couldn't be. I was a little sweaty, yes, but I couldn't stop smiling. I've just had such a great day. I slept so well last night, and my shoulders don't hurt so bad, and I'm not that tired. I spent five and a half hours out today, and afterwards I was well enough to chat with dad, fold towels, play clarinet, read a book... It's the first time, after all my false starts and second-guessing, that I can actually see myself well enough to attend college, to have a social life, to live outside of books and my house.

A tiny part of me isn't expecting this to last. I've spent the past two years hoping for nothing, so that I might not be disappointed. Sunday was a really good day, and yesterday was mighty fine. I'm just... animated. I can't remember the last time I felt this way.

I wrote yesterday about the ridiculously cool things God is doing in my life. This morning, I spent more time contemplating my small-ness... and as I was praying, it occurred to me - that oft-quoted "Who am I?" - I'm so small, so insignificant - and yet God pays attention to me! Loves me even; He has a purpose for my life! There's something freeing in seeing your own smallness; you begin to see the forest, despite the trees.

I'm excited. I want this joy to continue to fill my life. I want to keep learning things when I read the Bible, keep finding answers to my prayers in the most unexpected of ways. Even on my bad days, I don't want to fall into my old habit of ignoring the Bible until bed time, when I'm not really coherent enough to make the time worth anything.

The coolest thing; tomorrow looks like another great day.