Day Two: Dishes, Dogs and Dirty Laundry

27 10 2008

I woke up early. I woke up early to retrieve my dog. I woke up early to retrieve my dog because my dad works and I’m the only other option.

It was a foggy day on Happy Hound Drive when I pulled up to get my Gustis. The air was cold and I was still slightly foggy brained. But Gus looked none the worse for wear and wasn’t even mad at me like he normally is after we kennel him. Half an hour after I got home the owner of the Happy Hound called to give us a debrief of our dog’s stay. He had a special bed in the kitchen with a blanket to go over him. After the first two nights they decided that he was lonely in his own room so they put him in a room with some of the other old farts. He went to the hardwear store and had lots of treats. When he got home today he alternated between lying in the sun inside and lying in the sun outside. It’s a rough life. Read the rest of this entry »


First Set

27 11 2007

Twas my first set today and it went very well. My butt was tired by the end, as was my voice, but I felt like I got to spend two hours with the Holy Spirit which is never bad.

 I’ve realized why I’ve become such a reluctant blogger. I’m at that point where if something isn’t related to God, it holds no interest for me. I don’t want to write about the day-to-day stuff because it’s unspeakably non-important right now. And, since I can’t spatter the internet with everything that God is doing in my heart, I am clean out of subjects.

I really am sorry for this, because I know that there’s a few of you out there who keep up on my life via this blog. There really is no answer for you other than pray for inspiration, leave topic ideas or call me.

Loves to you all. I’m peacin’ out for now.

The Prophetic

18 10 2007

Today was a hard day, but a day chock full of blessings nevertheless.

For example, I asked God for the grace to wake up at 6 every morning and go running. But last night I set my alarm for 7.15, figuring that ‘I don’t feel too good and should sleep in’. What time did I wake up? 5.55am. Not only that but I actually got out of bed and went for a run!

By the time I got back I’d spent a half an hour arguing with myself about whether or not to stay home from the prayer room. I wasn’t feeling too hot and kind of felt the Lord urging me to stay home. Here is how the conversation went- “God, should I stay home?” You should. “But I have cute hair!” Yeah. You should stay home. Read the rest of this entry »