Don't you be stealing my sleep, fool

My friend Amy told me yesterday she had been kissed by God. I was little Jealous, because I wanted to be kissed. So I sat and thought over my day, and to my surprise, I was kissed too!! God totally provided a set of lawn furniture for our barren backyard. It was used, but nothing a little bleach couldn't fix. Our backyard is huge and shady. It's really beautiful:) We do have some rowdy neighbors behind us, but this will be a good way to sit back there and pray for them. Thank you Lord for your kisses.

And on to the story of the hour....

Last night as Rachel and I were getting ready for bed, Heather rushes into our room with a frantic, "Someone shone a flashlight in my window!!" Immediately, like instinct, I ran into the closet yelling at Rachel to get in with me. Heather, on the floor in my room called our director and I called 9-1-1. I was for sure we were doomed. That's when we heard the utility crew working on a fallen tree and power line. OK, so it wasn't the scary robber man I thought it was, but what the HECK was the utility man doing shining his flashlight into Heathers window? The 9-1-1 operator heard our conversation about the utility men and was hesitant to send an officer our way. I asked her nicely, well demanded, an officer. Fifteen minutes later, I could have been killed by then, three officers show up and look over our property and everything was great, The End. Until the utility workers came back bright and early at 6:30/7:00... For the love of Pete Sempris!

I am proud to be a YWAMer!

Madison, WI-
I spent the last week at a Discipleship Training School (DTS) workshop. The ride up there was an adventurous one. We had fun staying at the Louisville YWAM base. They served us well with awesome hospitality:) The last leg was a bit tedious, I must say. After being hit for several hours of 38 mph winds, our 1993 Previa forfeited a piece of her roof to the wind. But alas we made it to Madison, WI, the land flowing with milk and cheese curds. The week started off a bit funny. I was feeling a sense of muteness. Anyone who knows just a little about me knows that I am anything but mute. I badly wanted to meet some neat YWAMers from all over, but something in me made me hesitant. It wasn't until the Tuesday when we as a group prayed off the spirit of intimidation. It was after that, that my personality began to flourish.
(more to come soon)