Photo Friday: From My Past
November 30, 2009
Spiritual Warfare
November 22, 2009
Those of you who don't believe in it and don't want to know about it can skip this one. The rest of you ...
Disclaimer - my spiritual life at the present moment absolutely stinks, but when the Holy Spirit tells you to do something, you do it.
Twice in less than 24 hours I have been led to not only pray, but pray hard for a friend. Get down on my knees, bow down in supplication, pour out my heart pray. I'm crying now as I write this at an hour I am normally asleep.
I don't know what's going on in this person's life. We don't talk much anymore. We don't live in the state. We have a few mutual friends and that's how I am kept aware of generalities. Something in the last week has happened. I don't know what. All I know is that since it was brought to my attention I've been preternaturally worried and concerned. And every time I think about contacting this person, instead of doing so, I am led to pray as if a life depended on it. And the words and outpouring of emotion, supplication, prayers for strength, comfort, guidance, wisdom, more comfort, to remind this person to seek and lean on God through this time ... they aren't my words or how I generally pray. And on my knees too, bowed down before the Throne.
This is not how I generally pray. This is not me. I know I haven't given you much to go on, but if you are led to pray for a perfect stranger with no knowledge of their circumstances, please join with me.
I wish I knew more to share. But the strange *urgency* has me scared, and honestly, all I can do is pray.
Disclaimer - my spiritual life at the present moment absolutely stinks, but when the Holy Spirit tells you to do something, you do it.
Twice in less than 24 hours I have been led to not only pray, but pray hard for a friend. Get down on my knees, bow down in supplication, pour out my heart pray. I'm crying now as I write this at an hour I am normally asleep.
I don't know what's going on in this person's life. We don't talk much anymore. We don't live in the state. We have a few mutual friends and that's how I am kept aware of generalities. Something in the last week has happened. I don't know what. All I know is that since it was brought to my attention I've been preternaturally worried and concerned. And every time I think about contacting this person, instead of doing so, I am led to pray as if a life depended on it. And the words and outpouring of emotion, supplication, prayers for strength, comfort, guidance, wisdom, more comfort, to remind this person to seek and lean on God through this time ... they aren't my words or how I generally pray. And on my knees too, bowed down before the Throne.
This is not how I generally pray. This is not me. I know I haven't given you much to go on, but if you are led to pray for a perfect stranger with no knowledge of their circumstances, please join with me.
I wish I knew more to share. But the strange *urgency* has me scared, and honestly, all I can do is pray.
Today Was A Good Day
November 6, 2009
Cue Ice Cube music ...
No, really. Today was better than expected. I have been off my game *ALL WEEK* and still a little off. But the last half of the day rocked. Things came together. Stunt site launched. Other sites delivered to be worked on Monday. I'll worry about Omniture on Monday too. Special delivery made by the most awesome Cheryl (aka @Jasperblu -- she has a Seattle-based concierge business). All-in-all I couldn't ask for a better ending.
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No, really. Today was better than expected. I have been off my game *ALL WEEK* and still a little off. But the last half of the day rocked. Things came together. Stunt site launched. Other sites delivered to be worked on Monday. I'll worry about Omniture on Monday too. Special delivery made by the most awesome Cheryl (aka @Jasperblu -- she has a Seattle-based concierge business). All-in-all I couldn't ask for a better ending.
(video chosen because I actually know who P.Rod is, thanks to Josh)
Photo Friday: Softness
How I Really Spent Halloween
November 4, 2009
So, Halloween was not spent how I expected. As usual on a Saturday I was flippin' exhausted and napped. I had hoped to have enough energy to take Joy to a local church's Fall Festival instead of trick-or-treating (since she cleaned up at my office anyway). But instead, we ended up doing a little bathroom chemistry with my mom and watching Prince Caspian.
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The Process
- Pour 1 cup baking soda into clogged drain. It's O.K. if it doesn't go all the way down
- Pour 3 cups of boiling water on top of the baking soda.
- Follow with 1 cup white vinegar
- Repeat as necessary until drain is clear.
Instead of using Drano, we used this process and we had all the items on hand (Costco-sized bag of baking soda helped) and it only took two repitions to clear my mom's drain. It took three on mine. Another bonus, instead of waiting 15 minutes per the Drano instructions, this took only as long as boiling 3 cups of water :-)
