Gratitude Journal

1. Headphones hooked up to Mozart to drown out the voices of chatty undergrads in the GWU Library.

2. Intervarsity Graduate Student Fellowship & the book of Phillippians.

3. A gallon of milk chilling in the fridge where there was none.

4. Tennis shoes that put a spring in my step.

5. The discovery of a church I am uber-eager to visit (http://www.stbrendansdc.org/index.htm). I get antsy in the name brand churches I have visited (except for Christ Our Shepherd), and have had such trouble unearthing the smaller Christian communities I know must exist in the District. I think I've found one... or rather it has been revealed to me. Sigh.

Interesting nugget: Saint Brendan of Clonfert or Bréanainn of Clonfert (c. 484 – c. 577) (Irish: Naomh Breandán ) called "the Navigator", "the Voyager", or "the Bold" is one of the early Irish monastic saints.

The community is all the more intriguing, as I love the descriptors of Brendan. And... I've always been convinced I should one day marry an Irish Man. My need for an Irish Patron Saint may have been the secret my soul was trying to whisper. I'm terrible at interpreting the gibberish of my intuition.