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| So an update on the roommates driving skills:
The car is "totaled".
Totaled by the definition of: Needing more repairs than its worth.
I'm trying to be more patient with some people.
Its quite difficult.
But nevertheless, in my weaknesses He is made strong.
right-eo.
I went to a gay church Sunday night not knowing it was a gay church.
There is a part of San Diego where it is about 99.9% homosexual- its the Hillcrest/North Park area.
Its a super fun part of town, but yea.
There is a coffee shop called Clair DeLune's that I really love and they were having a free concert.
- Future of Forestry (they are really tight))
Well as it turns out, the concert was not at the coffee shop it was at the church behind the coffee shop.
And it wasn't so much a concert as it was the band just did worship (( It was soooo TIGHT tho)).
Now when I say that this church is a gay church I mean just that.
Homosexual couples just freely walk in holding hands and snuggling as they sit and listen to a washed out message that basically made them all out to sound like hippies. "All you need is love".
They preached against Lou Engle and The Call.
-that in its self was frustrating to me because they do not know what Lou is about nor do they understand what The Call was created to be.
The Call is 12 hours of prayer, fasting, and worship for our state and our Country.
Yes Prop 8 is on the ballot for the election that takes place 3 days after the Call ((anther reason for the meeting)) but still it is not the main focus of it all.
We are spending time on our faces praying that God would not turn His back on our country nor forget about us.
I really hope that this doesn't make me out to sound like a hater because I really am not.
I am just a Christian who is not afraid to stand up and say that I believe that marriage is sacredly between a man and a woman.
I believe that there are certain demonic spiritual powers at work over people who claim to be "homosexual".
I do not agree that you "were born that way".
It's a twist of the spirit of Lust only instead of being a heterosexual lust its a homosexual lust.
I really hope I'm making sense about all this.
I just got done taking 6 quizzes for my Authentic Christianity class so I don't have to do any work in it this week or next because of "To Hell And Back" ((our halloween production)), Worlds Largest Block Party ((on Halloween night, its a big carnival)), and The Call...
My life is pure craziness.
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| Oh my dear ones... I love the fact that I can always come back to Xanga and still feel like this is where I am to be- like home. School has started, yet again and I'm actually doing Okay. I realized that today (October 6) that I have been back in California for a year now. It makes my heart sad. Don't get me wrong now, I really am loving what I'm doing- Interning, School, Teaching wee tot's about God. But there are days, even with the craziness of my so called life, when I can just close my eyes and feel like I'm right back where I want to be. Where I feel loved. Where I "grew up". Where my home is. Where my heart is (not that this is not where my hear is as well... because I do my best to be fully where God has put me). Where I am pushed daily to be a better woman of God, not because I'm a "history maker intern" at a revival church, but because its what my heart longs for. To strive to be me in the midst of living a life outside of school and whatnot. I do long with everything inside of me to be the Woman God has called me to be. To live out Proberbs 31... To be Wisdom and share it. To live like Deborah in Judges. I feel like I'm in a dream and I'm ready to wake up. I found some letters today that some beautiful, wonderful friends wrote me when I flew home for christmas in 2006. I sat on my Trunk of Forgotten Gifts and read these letters and cried. Why is it that my dearest, most true friends are a country away from me. Even now- ALMOST 2 YEARS LATER- words of friends such as these still speak life into this dying heart of mine. God, how I long to have just one friend like that here with me, one friend! One who still believes in the power of a hand written letter! Who get sad and wonder who they are going to poke into an uncontrolable laughter or shove onto their couch when trying to leave or give the greatest hugs ever- even if its a ten-foot-tall-Luke-Popiel leaning with all his might.What I would give to have just one more day....
Psalm 80:3
"Restore us Oh, God; Make your face shine upon us, that we may be saved."
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| Wow. Its been a while.
I promise to give a better update later =)
My room mate was driving us to church last night,
and she wasn't paying attention to where she was going...
She was more fascinated with the cop giving a homeless man a ticket,
than she was with the mini-van that was stopped at the red light in front of us.
yea, that was fun.....
...not.
I'm a bit sore this morning, but we're all fine and dandy...
except for the car....
It has a minor mountain-top-like bump in the hood and the Radiatior is cracked.
But we're all fine.
See if I ever let her drive me anywhere again...
... oh wait. I don't have a car.
*sigh*
... shooot.
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| The most frustrating thing in the world is this:::
Not being able to fully translate my thoughts into words.
gah.
Shiddy...
Thats all I have to say....
Shiddy.
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| Day 12
"My food is to do the will of the Father"
~Jesus
John 4:34
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