Sunday Digest

I'm supposed to be working on a newsletter right now, but I'm so tired I think I'm about to crash. Thought I'd post my weekly Sunday Digest instead and work on the newsletter manana. Pretend there's a squiggly line over the first "n."

1. I wore an outfit that looked like a rainbow threw up on me.

2. I prayed out loud even though I'm pretty sure I signed a statement in blood saying I shouldn't be asked to do that unless absolutely necessary. ;OP  OK, It's not that I'm shy or scared. It's just that my prayers just don't sound pretty enough for public consumption. But, when it gets right down to it, I'm not going to say no to having a conversation with God, even if it sounds like a conversation initiated by a stupid girl. But, anyway, I thought I would mention it because it hasn't happened in...years?

3. I stayed closer to my worship stool this time. I wasn't even trying.

4. This morning I was offered the choice of a tag that said "Church Member" or "Fully Devoted Follower." I went with "Church Member," because it was the rebellious "wrong" answer. Then for second service, I wrote "Heathen" on one...and sang on the worship team with it like that. Ooops!!!

5. God, the Holy Spirit--whatever you want to call him--He showed up today, at least for me. I'm not going to speak for anyone else, though. 

You know, when you have a really upsetting experience the week before, and all you want to do is be angry and anxious, and then you sing, "The Lord has promised good to me/ His word my hope secures/ He will my shield and portion be/ As long as life endures," it really kind of shifts everything around in your spirit, if that makes any sense.

(Let's just say there was a lot of murdering going on in my heart this past few days.)

6. My mommy was there!

 

Facial deformity nerd moment

I'm always on the prowl for documentaries about facial deformities, and I found a new one I missed a couple of months ago on MSNBC.

The only thing that completed my joy? THERE'S A LYMPHATIC MALFORMATION STORY! BE STILL MY HEART! It's not often we're represented. We're not as easy to find as the common hemangioma or cleft palate.

Although I don't have any of those weird symptoms Romane has, except sometimes when I get sick. My worst problem is that it leaks lymph fluid when I eat or talk a lot, and it's gross and sticky. I know. I suffer so much. :OP

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OK. Nerd moment over.

So I decided to creatively respond in my journal to tonight's Bible study...

Psalm 130

I've danced in your presence 

on worn and tired feet

I've sang your praises for so long

in the midst of my defeat

From the bottom of this lonely pit

I've cried out to you for days

to reach down and rescue me

And yet you make me wait

Still I dance another dance

Sing another song

reach one more time

for the heart of my Father God

Pray another prayer

and trust your word is true

More than a watchman awaits the sun

Lord, my soul waits for you

I know you said that rescue is near

But I can't hear you coming my way

And I wonder if I'll ever see 

The warrior save the day.

You've stripped me of myself and my tools

Left a desperate heart and a weary soul

This doesn't feel like a moment for praise 

But I have nowhere else to go.

So I'll dance another dance

Sing another song

Reach one more time

for the heart of my Father God

Pray another prayer

and trust your word is true

More than a watchman awaits the sun

Lord, my soul waits for you.

Sunday Digest

1. So I wish I could wear a sign at church that says, "The worship team is trying this new rotating schedule thing. I haven't dropped out or been kicked off due to embarrassing moral failure." 

2. I continue to wander from my worship stool. Lord, help me stick near my worship stool. Amen.

3. I took a picture with a snake.

4. Get on the ark, even if there's a pair of stinky elephants! 

5. I ran into my dentist today at the grocery store. Yeah. I have an appointment with him this month, and I never, ever look forward to them. 

Sunday Digest

1. So for one of the only times in the past six months, I wasn't at both services, which means I got to rise at the blissfully late hour of 9 a.m. instead of 6:30 a.m.

2. At one point, Kim and I were a two-person standing ovation. Oh, well. I can't help it if the rest of the congregation doesn't jump on board. Losers.

3. I went running for the first time in, like, a month and nearly threw up on Beach Park. Gotta start back slower, Amber...

4. "Happy Day" by Tim Hughes is a very fun running song, BTW. Listened to it six times in a row.