Saturday, November 20, 2010

Weekend Away

Well, I'm going away for the weekend. Justin is stayin home. He has to work Saturday, which is good because he called off Monday and Tuesday...I had a good reason to, I was sick. He just wanted to...??? Who knows?

My Aunt Norma is in a movie that her church made and I decided I wanted to see it. Mom should be here shortly to pick me up. It's just an overnighter, 3 hours away, but packing can be such a pain.

I don't like anything I have picked out to wear for church tomorrow. I know no one cares what I look like, it's a matter of me liking how I look and being comfortable.

Ah well, at least I'm feeling better physically.

Hope everyone has a good weekend.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Sick again

I can't belive that I'm sick again. I just had a cold a couple of weeks ago. Now I've got another one and this one includes my chest. If I'm going to get sick every time that it's 'that time' of the month, I might have to find a new job!

Sad to say that's the biggest news in my life this weekend.

Saturday, November 06, 2010

What was I expecting?

I should have known better. Really, I should have.

I wrote a poem today, it's scheduled to be posted on my poetry site on the 15th. It was written inspired by a one-word prophetic word given to me by someone who was a friend at the time, and the memory that one-word word sparked.

Good old Paigey.

Our friendship did not end on good terms, though if she were honest, it was much needed and past due. We are both much healthier without each other. I was as much it the wrong when it came to the end...I was being a bitch...and so was she. She'll never admit it, she never could adit when she was wrong...unless you were someone important...but that is neither here nor there.

I'm guessing that she's still as pissed at me as I am at here. I'll admit it. I can't think of her without still being angry. I know I should just let it go and forgive, so I don't become more bitter than I already am.

Anyway, I sent this poem to her because I thought she'd appreciate knowng that the one-word word wasn't in vain. I now I shared the story with her, but this poem was evidence that there was more to it than just that. Heck, it ecouraged me! Of course, I'm encouraged just to be writing again. I'm hoping this means the writer's block is over.

She messagd me back with "Very nice".

Very nice?


Talk about cool politeness!!

I'm not sure what I was looking for, to be honest. More than a two word response. Maybe testing the waters to open some dialogue. I do regret my harsh and angry words at our parting...via MySpace of all places! I keep wanting to message her on FB and ask her if she thinks we can be friends there...but I can't. I know this. I'm better of without her. I'm happier without her. But it's like her friendship was an addiction. I see her on there, friends with some o my friends - we can't help but overlap. All chipper and gushy...and part of me wants that back. The other part laughs, is disgusted with both my weakness and what I view as her fakeness (I've seen the 'behind closed doors' Paige. Maybe she's changed...but I doubt it.

BTW - It's a great little poem.

Friday, November 05, 2010


Here's the full rainbow I managed to get two decent pics of on my cellphone on the way home from work today...I missed the middle though...couldn't get a good angle and it was Justin driving anyways! lol!

  • Poem
  • that I just wrote inspired by this beauty of a rainbow!

    Thursday, November 04, 2010

    The light are all on...

    ...but no one can tell!

    I had this wierd dream recently, that I can seem to shake.

    I was driving by my old church, and cars lined the sides of the street. I knew it was the night of one of their big services, so even though there weren't any lights on, I decided to stop in anyway. I went inside the lights were all on! Nothing was shining out of the windows. Out of the crowd there, only one person spoke to me...good old Kenny...he'd show the Love of God to his worst enemy, he's just that kind of guy.

    The thing I can't shake, is that the lights were all on, but no one outside the church could tell. The bible talks about not hiding your light, like putting a bucket over a candle. Basically you shouldn't do it. How else can people see it?!?! Too many Christians have hidden their light...some by their deeds, others by their holier than thou attitude, others by fear (political correctness). I can't say that this is a message toward any one church or person.

    I am as guilty at hiding my light as others.

    I do not know what kind of witness I am for Christ. I try my best. I fail a lot. I am human.

    The funny thing about this particular church I dreamt about that they're now called "The Lighthouse of Faith" Church. ????????? Can you see the irony there?

    I don't even know if I could evn bring myself to share it with anyone there. After all, it would be viewed as 'negative' prophecy. And since I am 'living in sin' with a man and God couldn't possibly have anything to do with me, it would be discounted anyways.

    But there are some things I just know. This wasn't a normal the one I had after watching the movie "Driven". That was just wierd. But this one...has God written all over it. Whether the message is for me, for really is for all who would call themselves Christians.

    Don't hide your light. That spark that lets people know that there's something different about you. Not a bad kind of different. A good kind. The kind that shines a light in a dark people can see the rocks, so they can see the danger if they don't change the way they're going.

    Shine on!