Catchy tune, eh?
We've got a winter storm a brewin' here that is a nasty one. I had no idea it was going to be this bad until I overheard at work that schools were closing and the truck drivers were making comments for us to get out of Dodge or stay put. After checking the radar and growing list of school closings it took me, oh, about 5 seconds to decide that after I finished a few things I was heading home. Rural open roads aren't a pleasure to drive in a howling Minnesota winter
So, I am looking straight down the line to Lent, coming up. This year, I am not only going to give up something for Lent, I am going to take on a prayer discipline.
About 1 1/2 years ago now, as I was facing surgery, I was dealing with a great deal of anxiety, and searching the Internet for a way to relieve that, kept coming across "worry beads." Yeah, like I am going to do that...
But it started me thinking. Because, a long time ago, in Seminary,
So... it has been over two weeks now, and to be honest, CurveSmart is still killing me, but I think that will continue for a while
The good thing about it is being able to see when I make some advancement in my strength. And I can also see when I am really working the muscles I particularly want to focus on--the ones along and supporting the spinal column--since I have osteoporosis in my family, and supporting that spinal column is a number one priority.
The drawback is
I had a dream and all I seen was hands. There was a lot of men together in the dark. Then I seen a paper (some kind of document) appear and the hands signed the paper and as they did a chill went through me and the Lord told me, "There is going to be a document signed that will change our world from the way we know it. Warn my children. Tell them to prepare." Then I awoke. I was praying about this and this is where God Lead me in the Bible:
Proverbs 4(The Message)
The butterfly's meant to flutter free
Around the gardens of delight
To find it's sustainence within
Bring beauty to those in it's sight
But first it has to fight it's way
Through various stages of it's birth
A caterpillar crawling round
Concealing all it's joy and mirth.
Surviving all it's enemies