I was watching the videos from Urbana tonight and the poem that Lisa Espineli Chinn shared struck me.

Once Jehova wrote in sone
His fiery finger etched the rock
In lithic letters. "I alone
I AM THE LORD, AND THOU SHALT NOT!"

But now He writes with human hand
In sand upon the temple floor.
In words my heart can understand,
"I don't condemn, go sin no more."

In Other News...
I threw a bookmark across the room and it stuck to my computer monitor in a way that I could not reproduce if I tried a million times. Also, I'm feeling very unmotivated right now to the point of mild depression. The bookmark was cool, the dark mood isn't. Please pray for me.