Going in Circles

I'm once again updating during the nap time. Almost everyone is sleeping. I've finished listening to the book Black by Ted Dekker. I've read it once before, but it was so long ago that I had forgotten almost everything about it. I just remembered that I liked it a lot. Now I'm looking for a text of Red on the internet. Google Books has most of it, I think, but parts are missing. I've yet to read Green for the first time. When I get back, I'll have to finish Red, reread White, and buy Green.

It always happens that what you bring, you don't need... and what you don't bring, you need. What I need that I didn't bring: the anti-itch cream, lotion, more bug spray, more band-aids, more money, etc.

Last night, Nidhal, his brother Ridha, and I went to the city center to look at a dress that was picked out for me. Well, by the time we found the shop, it was closed. And then we walked through a different souk (marketplace) looking for shoes to go with the dress. This souk was completely empty of tourists and tourist-oriented goods. The stores basically repeated themselves... shoes, clothes, cloth, food, jewelry carts, and on and on.

I was listening to some of my old favorites last night, including "Pitiful" by Blindside, "Be My Escape" by Relient K, "My Heartstrings Come Undone" by Demon Hunter, and "Stay" by 12 Stones. It was great to hear them again. And the resonating words from these nostalgia-songs were "the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair".