Faith

Last night my sister calls me and asks me to pray. She's taking my niece to the doctor this afternoon to get tests done on my one month old niece Savanah, they think she's having seizures. I will not pray, I will go to battle. My sister doesn't know the Lord, I believe that she will, I hope she will, I have to. In the midst of my morning routine I really felt like the Lord was telling me to pray scripture over my sister and her small family. I had no idea what to pray, so I just opened my bible and this is the first thing I see:

Isaiah 42:16
I will lead the blind by ways they have not known,
   along unfamiliar paths I will guide them;
I will turn the darkness into light before them
   and make the rough places smooth.
These are the things I will do;
   I will not forsake them.

Mohab, Stephanie, Makaila and Savanah will know the Lord...

Showers

I love watching the rain. Let it rain.

In conclusion: i'm now realizing that reading a 668 page book in 1.5 days was a pretty unreasonable goal.

O Happy Day

• Got the nest out of my hair
• Got to spend time with the twin
• Church with an awesome message on prayer (Heaven isn't just heaven because it's where the angels hang out and there are streets of gold. Heaven is heaven because it's where God's at.) Thanks for bringing it Michael.
• Had "shared tea" and made a delicious "Surprise Chicken" lunch for friends, in our new Sunday tradition...you know it's good when they are all scraping the plates to finish the juice, and by doing this increasing the size of my head.
• Improv with said friends, so great
• Violent movie that was just suspenseful, but never the less good
• Lifegroup that rocked my heart and confirmed so much.

Song of the day stuck in my head: Ben Folds "You don't know me"

Still need to finish The Arabian Nights (only half way through :-/), and I think I may have a car by the end of this week, which would be sooooooo wonderful and make life a lot easier. When it is 11pm and I am exhausted I know that I had a wonderful day, or that I should have gotten more sleep the night before...for right now I'll stick with the former. Goodnight.

Autumn

It’s too quite in this apartment, even with the sliding door open and the traffic speeding past, I can still hear the clock ticking louder. I don’t have much to do this weekend, no plans, just relaxing. Hmmm…Karin’s gone, in France by now; I’ll miss her company and friendship. I need to expand my friendship circle, it’s actually not a number issue as much as I need to become more intentional in my relationships, actually picking up the phone instead of glancing at it occasionally to see if there are any offers, and invest in conversations, even if it begins in the thing I most dread, small talk. I suppose over the years I have just become lackadaisical in my efforts or as my mother accused me this morning, I’m simply stubborn, which I blamed on the Dutch blood. Whichever way, I need people, we all need people. Genesis 2:18 says, “It’s not good for man to be alone.” Lord, make me more kind.

Autumn is fantastic and it’s my favorite season for many reasons. The first, but certainly not the most important, being the air is cooling down. It’s crisp, but not cold enough to assault my lungs, causing me to use that dreaded puffer that I haven’t needed since May, caused by an allergy/asthma attack to a most hated cat. I thoroughly enjoy wearing layers and optional jackets. Even more than the previously stated, the resplendent trees have to be my favorite. I know the Lord loves me always, but I tend to believe that this is the season where He tends to lavish me with his love and overwhelm my heart with the beauty that He formed in His creation as it gives its last hurrah! Winter will come too soon.

Until then, I will ride my bike through the fields, be romanced by the lover of my soul, and try like hell not to add an addition to the bicycle graveyard that is in my garage. 

Can't get it out of my head...

"He speaks and the sound of his voice is so sweet the birds hush their singing."
Charles Austin Miles

Weekend Agenda

After a slew of text messages from Tim, said brother shows up at door with flowers for both twinzie and myself...I can get used to this.

1. Look for a respectable part time job
2. Finish The Arabian Nights
3. Drink tea
4. Write letter to pen pal
5. Wash the nest attached to my head
6. Attempt to see my roommate