the early morning thoughts of an insomniac

This is coming to you via blackberry curve and while I'm gleeming with joy due to my inability to fall asleep. The joy part is pure crap btw.

This is the thought process of an insomniac... Or atleast of me in this case. They will go in the order that I think of them so if I think cat then right after you would assume that I would think dog, but no... I think sword. Is there a problem when puss and boots is the first thing that comes to mind with cat? I predict there could be worse outcomes.

Begin... Vintage, elvis, donald miller, jacob early, big chester mollester type van, sweet mustache, charlie chaplin, the ice cream with the guys on the bike and the umbrella, marry poppins, chim chimerry chim chimmery (whatever the heck the song is), hillsong, freedom is here!, the new levis commercial, the new cheerios commercial, facebook, like, the want of a dislike button, the panthers this season, I can't say the words I'm thinking, hail marry (catholic style), I surprised myself on that last one.

I don't know. I just want my brain to goto the blue screen of death and then I can defrag it myself in the morning. That made no sense to you the reader but all the sense in the world to me.

Last thing. I owe the way I am to the people that helped grow me in my early-ish stages of life. The people who showed me the meaning of true faith. Those that taught me what a healthy God built relationship looks like. Those who are showing me what it means to be a loving mother, and father, and mentor still for me. I pray more than a lot of other things that this is how God uses me. The way he used those people for me who took the time they didn't have to invest in a kid that noone else thought mattered. You've passed the torch and I will carry it with pride and let it go out I will not! I too will pass this torch and burns with love, hope, and faith. These are the things you have instilled in me and these are the things God is consistenly teaching me about. My final word association. Learning makes me think of discipleship. To be a disciple you must me disciplned.

Am I?