My friends took me swing dancing last night for New Years Eve, and Jared and I were plotting to find a ride to get out of there.  Anyways we were annoyed becuase they didn't consider our needs, and we expressed that.  Well, my friend tried to get me out there to dance, but I couldn't because of how close the dancing was at times.  She showed me a little, but I couldn't dance diddly squat.  She then was forcing me and not respecting me by making me go to a corner to practice.  I kept telling her no at least 3x.  I then broke down crying.  She then wanted to speak to me outside, but i didn't want to because I didn't want it to be a big deal.  They were comforting me, and so forth, which helped.  After about 10 minutes, I was able to pull it together.

Here is something really cool found at my churches website.  www.ccc.org.  Enjoy!

The Incarnation of God the Son
Augustine - Bishop of Hippo (334-430 Anno Domini)

“The word of the Father, by whom all time was created was made flesh and born in time for us. He without whose divine permission no day completes its course, wished to have one of those days for His human birth. In the bosom of His Father He existed before all the cycles of the ages. Born of an earthly mother, He entered on the course of the years on that very day. The maker of man became man that He... ruler of the stars, might be nourished at the breast, that He...the bread might be hungry, that He the fountain...might thirst, that He the light...might sleep, that He the way...might be wearied in the journey, that He the truth...might be accused by false witnesses, that He the judge of the living and the dead...might be brought to trial by a mortal judge, that He justice itself...might be condemned by the unjust, that He discipline personified...might be scourged with a whip, that He the foundation...might be suspended on a cross, that He courage incarnate...might be weak, and He security itself...might be wounded, and He life itself...might die.”