Difficult Week

It has been one. It ended poorly. But you know what? I want God so badly right now. No matter what. Drama comes and goes, but I want to be with Jesus. Not someday, right now. Not when I die, right now. I want to listen to Him, talk to Him, walk with Him, have Him tell me what to do. That is what I want.

So, let's quote Vertigo, because we can and it expresses some of my life right now.

Vertigo

Unos dos tres catorce!

Lights go down, it’s dark
The jungle is your head
Can’t rule your heart
A feeling is so much stronger than
A thought
Your eyes are wide
And though your soul
It can’t be bought
Your mind can wander

Hello hello
I’m at a place called Vertigo
It’s everything I wish I didn’t know
Except you give me something I can feel, feel

The night is full of holes
As bullets rip the sky
Of ink with gold
They twinkle as the
Boys play rock and roll
They know they can’t dance
At least they know….

I can’t stand the beats
I’m asking for the cheque
The girl with crimson nails
Has Jesus round her neck
Swinging to the music
Swinging to the music
Oh oh oh oh

Hello hello
I’m at a place called Vertigo
It’s everything I wish I didn’t know
But you give me something I can feel, feel

The Best Burrito . . .

is a FREE BURRITO!

In case you aren't aware Chipotle is the ONLY way to go!

Today they gave away free burritos in exchange for canned goods. Amazing! Guess what I am having for lunch AND dinner? . . . this . . .

Bono and the Cross

This makes me smile.

(Thanks Beth at U2 Sermons)

Joniyah Elisia

This is Joniyah. This is Joe and Lynn Turner's new baby. They also have Tristan who is amazing at 8 years old! This baby was awesome, she is happy and smily and obviously liked me a lot! I held her for about 30 minutes. She definitely looks like Joe. I am happy that I got to meet her.

"Freedom has a scent/Like the top of a newborn baby's head" - (Miracle Drug: U2)

The Times They Are A-Changin

This week was a transitional one for me. There were some obvious things in my life that indicated this - Jami and I parting ways, actually spending time at Jonas' - however the main thing I feel this week is a huge rush of spiritual 'momentum.' I can't really explain it, but all of a sudden I am tremendously excited about my life and what is going on around me.

Some dreams of mine have resurfaced in strong ways. I have been sleeping hard, but waking up feeling like taking the day by storm. My room is clean (ish). Things make sense. Some of this might be the weather, but a lot of it might be God.

Over the past year-plus, I have felt the definite hand of God on my life holding me in place. Sometimes holding me up, sometimes holding me back. (God will hold you back sometimes, He will do this to keep you from hurting yourself or others.) But I think God is leading me forward in a lot of ways. Almost like He is encouraging me to go for some things. I don't know what all this means, but I like it. I will talk more about some of these dreams as they become relevant.

This weekend, my main goal is resting. Some reflection, but mostly just resting. Then onward to the next season in my life. I know it will be a good one.

Something is about to give/I can feel it coming/Think I know what it is/I'm not afraid to die/Not afraid to live/And when I'm flat on my back/Hope to feel like I did - U2

(Also, do you like my background?)

Mofo

I just wanted to post a U2 song, because . . . actually I don't need a reason to do so on this blog.

Mofo Lookin' for to save my, save my soul Lookin' in the places where no flowers grow. Lookin' for to fill that God-shaped hole Mother, mother-suckin' rock an'roll. Holy dunc, space junk cominí in for the splash White dopes on punk staring into the flash. Lookin' for the baby Jesus under the trash Mother, mother-suckin' rock an' roll. Mother. (scat singing) Mother, am I still your son? You know I've waited for so long To hear you say so. Mother, you left and made me someone. Now I'm still a child, but no one tells me no. Lookin' for a sound that's gonna drown out the world. Lookin' for the father of my two little girls. Got the swing, got the sway, got my straw in lemonade. Still lookin' for the face I had before the world was made. Mother, mother-suckin' rock an' roll Soothe me, mother Rule me, father Move me, brother Woo me, sister. Soothe me, mother Rule me, father Show me, mother Show me, mother. Show me, mother Show me, mother Show me, mother Show me, mother.