…and call his name Jamal. At least, that’s what it would be if Dad was serious. Yesterday, after church, I went home only to hear the news: my mom is pregnant yet again. Needless to say, I’m very excited. This will be my parents’ fifth child and will basically upset the current balance between guys and girls in the family. I’m personally hoping for a boy, but, hey, I’ll just be glad to have another brother or sister. Life is such a gift and my family has been blessed with much of it.
Classes are going well. The L&T group is, as I said, great. The Hebrew students are a solid bunch, who have done excellent in their first two homework assignments (which are generally the most tedious). All that to say, this semester is good stuff. There are only two areas where I need to pick up the slack on: learning guitar and writing my queries. It is my hope to be able to learn to play guitar this semester, so I’m putting some time several days a week into shooting for it. I’m also in the process of writing queries to magazines, proposing a variety of article topics for publication. I’d like to do this so as to serve believers (whether teen guys, college students, pastors, or a more broad audience), and to start getting into the published world. Your prayers on that would be very much appreciated, for sure. At any rate, that’s all I’ve got for now (besides a pounding headache), so I’ll leave off with that.