Window Into My Reality

So, the Glory Girls are meeting for prayer again! Yay! This is twice now, in just a couple weeks. It was so good to be together again. At one point in our prayer, the other four laid their hands on me...and someone had their hand lightly touching my stomach...and I felt this low rumbling fire ignite in my belly. That's the best way I can describe it...fire...and it was a living fire...which I guess is why I described it as 'rumbling'...because it wasn't a physical rumbling...it was this churning deep in my spirit that had been lit. Relit? Anyway, it was a goooooood feeling. I haven't felt the Holy Spirit like that in a loooooooooooong time. When I thought they were done, or had at least paused, I asked who had had their hand there...and I asked her to do it again, and to pray some more b/c of what I had felt. And she did...and....all I heard was "Let it burn." Not from any of them, or even my own thoughts...this Still Small Voice belonged to God. So, I jus...

I have one more subject sparked by the book I read that I want to post about....but later. Right now I'm just writing to say that I'm tired and can't sleep. Perhaps it is the daylight...perhaps it is the PMS sparked depression, that even had me shedding tears at work last night...Oh gosh, don't tell Jerry...Perhaps it is just the relentless engine of my mind that can't seem to shut down and stop thinking. It's not even like I'm thinking about anything all that important, that's the part that gets me! Of course, I've also been working on my Trek story and I seem to be on a creative streak. I've even written and posted two poems {http://poemsbyraslater.blogspot.com} in as many days. At least, I think it's been only two days....I dunno...days can kind of run together when you work nightshift...especially when you can't sleep. I think maybe I'll try resting here again in a bit...ok, maybe now... :) Cuz I'm even too tired to remember ...

So...I'm looking in the back of "Chasing Fireflies" at the list of questions for Reading Group discussions {{{wouldn't that be so interesting?}}} and one of the questions was: "What do you think is the signifigance of the title, 'Chasing Butterflies'?" The funny thing is, I already had this question answered and written up for my next post! That ought to show how much this book impacted me, as I had this post and the last post already written up {I didn't get much sleep that morning!} I'm actually thinking of doing another one; we'll see. Anyway. here it is - Everyone searches for meaning, a desire to know that they have purpose...that they were born for a reason, a need to know that they aren't an accident of nature. Shortly after he'd come to live with "Uncle Willie", Willie took Chase out into the pasture to literally chase fireflies. And in this activity Willie attempts to drive home the fact that Chase's birth...

"Chasing Fireflies" by Charles Martin is the most recent book I have read. I don't always have the best of luck reading stories written in the first person mode, and indeed, this book gave me a litte trouble at the start...but I wanted to know why it was named what it was. I'm glad I persisted, as it was a thought provoking book....a little slow in action, but highly introspective. And once it caught me....I was caught!! Imagine growing up not knowing who your dad was...wondering, waiting, wanting...only to find out that he's been there all along! In essence, that's what this book was about...but so much more. Chase, the main character, describes the not knowing as a hole in his chest. He has one faint memory of his father rescuing him from being run over by a train when he was 3. The rest of his childhood memories are of being passed from one foster family to another, of being mistreated and abused...until he at last lands at "Uncle Willie's"....

I've been playing with my fiction blog...I guess I upgraded it so that I could play with fonts and stuff. Not sure if I got what I want yet, but I'll keep playing with it until I'm happy. I've thought about doing that to this one, but I would lose all the changes I've made already...like my clock. We'll see. Maybe when I have more time. Not doing much tonight, just hanging with Mom watching an old CSI:Miami. I like NY better - it has Gary Sinise. I went grocery shopping this morning...bought a bunch of healthy food. Well, the suasage gravy probably wasn't the healthiest buy, but I wanted to try it to see if it tasted as good as memory serves. I promise, it was the worst thing I bought! It's a good thing I wasn't hungry when I went shopping though...I bought $50 worth of stuff! Imagine what it would have been if I had been hungry!! That's all I've done today, aside from sleep and walk dogs. Both Mom's and my friends Paige's. Went to t...

What are the odds that the two books I picked up at the library would have the exact same theme? Well, close enough. The first book's title says it all..."Deception". I finished reading "Skin" by Ted Dekker just the other day...and I've really been thinking about this. First of all, literarily speaking, there are few things sadder than reading a well written book that has been poorly edited. This one was such a book. I found at least six typos and errors that should never have made it through to the press. It was about a group who were trapped in a virtual reality "game" that was meant to be like a gov't test...and one of the "gamers" managed to take over...and was putting the other players through all sorts of ordeals in an attempt to kill them. He succeeded with killing two of them. The other three...at the end of the book...are still alive...and right up until the very end, think they were freed from the game...uhm, no!!! ...

I am so tired...still. Saturday I didn't get any sleep until noon...and then it as only for a couple hours...while everyone else kept working...because I had to be back to work at 8. I ended up waking up before I wanted to though, but that was ok because Cliff was in for the day and he included me in the dinner plans...he was only planning on taking Mom, but since I was awake. And then...we were 3 hours late getting the Sunday paper done, which I had to stay for because for some reason, I'm normal mailroom personnel for the Sunday paper...so I didn't get home until almost 8am. But I did sleep pretty much all day Sunday after that, once I got to sleep [my feet hurt sooo bad]. I still haven't completely recovered. At least I have the rest of tonight before I have to be back to work Tuesday at 5. I got to see five shooting starts last night...I missed a few, because Paige and Winnie and Roger saw some that I missed :( But it was so good to be able to lay on the gro...

What a pretty picture. Which is the only reason I posted it. It has nothing to do with anything! So. The first thing you need to know for this story is that there is a church group coming to help my mother clean up the property this day. None of us go to this church. Our only connection is that we used to go to church with the man who is spearheading the idea... years ago....when I was still in high school. They're just doing this to bless her. Ok. So. Thursday night at work, my mom calls and wants to know if I'm planning on coming up after work to check my email. Which I had been planning on, so I told her yes. "Well, you'll have to come in the front door." ???? "Why," I ask. there aren't any steps to the front door of the trailor at all. "You're brother was walking the dogs and the ramp collapsed on him." !!!! "Well," says I, "Thank God it wasn't you." I must say that I wasn't concerned for L...

Not much to report...spent too much time online and didn't even get to reply to my emails...but I did get up a new Trek post, so maybe Jean-Luc will forgive me for slacking...suuure he will :) An uneventful night at work, which is always good. Though they waited until late to send all the pages at once. Oh well. I can't think of anything else to post right now, mostly cuz I'm tired. But I know that once I get home from Mom's...I'll be too awake to sleep. I have this problem even when I don't stop here to Mom's before heading home. Not sure what the problem is there. But it usually means I'll have trouble getting up in the afternoon to go to work. Of course, part of that is from not drinking coffee like I usually do...you know...like I'm going through a mini caffiene withdrawl...which would also explain some of the headaches. Ooops! Didn't do it on purpose!! I'll have to treat myself to a cup of coffee later :D Have a good day eve...

And in the middle of summer no less! I swear...I had this problem, at least for a little while, this evening at work. I missed a BIG mistake for Saturday's classifed section...all the dates on the even pages...were on the wrong side!!!! I didn't catch this until after they classified people had went home...so I had to cut the datelines on the negatives {all 5} and move them over! This was done on top of our light table that we use to check the negs on...so I was bending over this table, getting really close, to do this precision cutting...I couldn't turn the light off, becuz then I wouldn't have been able to see what I was cutting! My eyes still feel a little twitchy from this. That was just the start of the night too! I later noticed that I had missed a mistake in Sunday Classies as well...but Tina was able to fix that mistake easily...she just had to resend it in color. But all this put me behind. I didn't get to eat my lunch - ok, drink it since I'm doing the...