Anyone who knows me is well aware that Eurovision is pretty much the best night of the year. A night of car crash costumes, oblique and often meaningless lyrics, and inane music. Except it USED to be like that. These days it's actually pretty good, which is slightly disappointing. Mind you, even if the music is a lot better there days, there's still enough wacky costumes, bizarre lyrics and extreme political incorrectness to go around.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
The last few months have been both exhilarating and difficult. The enemy has a habit of knowing those things with which we struggle most, and he sure knows my weak areas. This has made for a highly frustrating time lately, as I realize I cannot extricate myself from the traps without God's help. Big time.