I just have to say this: IMacs are the most vile pieces of technology on the planet.

Due to mysterious problems with the internet on my lovely Windows 98 I have not been able to check the Blogs I frequent or post on my own. Also, due to my lack of interesting life occurrences, I have not felt the need to post. But, for several reasons, (one of them being Andy's persistence) I now feel the need to post.

Those of you who spoke to me on Monday may be interested to know that my French test went very well. I haven't received my grade yet, but I'm pretty confident that I did reasonably well. But, that really isn't the reason I posted at all. I have more important things to rant about!

Yesterday was probably one of the best days of my life. It was tiring, exciting, and heart-wrenching all at the same time. Yesterday afternoon I got on the internet and logged on to AIM. I hung out for a while and chatted, then quit to go eat some pizza. After I finished eating my dinner (which was delicious by the way) I grabbed my Biology homework and headed back to my computer. I, once again, logged on and began chatting while studying for my Bio test. I noticed that Peter was on , but he had his away message up, I had this strange feeling that Peter actually was around, so I tried to get his attention and it turned out my guess was right, he was there. I talked to him for a while, he seemed a little down, so I tried to encourage him by telling him how much God loves him and cares about him, even when it seems like other people aren't. Much to my surprise and to delight, Peer seemed interested in discussing the subject. But sadly, I soon had to leave for choir practice at my church, I apologized profusely, then headed out to church, all this while praying for Peter's salvation.

When I got to church, I enlisted the help of my many Christian friends, pleading with them to pray for Peter that night. When I got home, I didn't immediately return to my computer, I really needed to study for that bio test, but thankfully, I knew the material better than I had thought and was able to return to my computer after only 15-20 minutes of intense study.

As soon as I logged on I dove into theology with Peter, I won't bore you wit the details of our discussion, but, needless to say, it was taxing for both parties. While talking to Peter, I enlisted the help of my other Christin friends who were on AIM at the time. Peter now had at least 13 people praying for him, wile I was trying to sway him. Finally, after intense prayer and a lot of discussion, at approximately 11:45 PM on Dec. 10, 2003, Peter Sandin accepted Jesus Christ as his Savior. I was simply delighted, and I still am.

After telling him to pray hard and get some rest, I retired to my bed. I could barely sleep, I kept on thinking of all of the wonderful things that were in store for Peter. Today every time I thought about Peter's new found joy I couldn't help but smile.

I know that Peter's journey from here on out will not be perfect or easy, but I also know that he will be rewarded for those trials he will endure in the end. My prayer is now that Peter will be blessed by his new-found heavenly father, and I praise God that I was given the opportunity to have a hand in another one of God's children coming home.

God Bless