Allure

Here's something: Ever since I started going (back) to church I've been having dreams. Vivid dreams. I'm not a dreamer (in the literal sense) and this surprises me a bit. Of course, I'm not saying that my decision to follow Jesus is a direct cause of my recent dreamings. But I'm also not saying that it isn't. And that's the allure. It's the poetry of not knowing. Sort of like beauty. We don't know why - we just know.

More alluring things - -

• The sausage, egg, and cheese sandwich I eat occasionally from the deli downstairs.
• My wife in a white tank top.
• Kung Fu Panda in 1080p
• Stephen Strasburg.
• Fresh pasta.
• The great idea written in a notebook.