Wednesday, March 30

Eight Crazy Nights

In the past week, I have bitten by a dog, accosted while in my car by a nine year old with a gun (probably bb gun), become the object of a three year old's affection, fell in love with broadcasting all over again, swallowed my pride (and discounted my foot phobia) and rubbed a friend's feet, became an aunt - even though I am an only child, learned the value of a good game of "Mafia", was blessed to find that I have a place to live until I go to YWAM, and spent an hour and a half connecting with a friend.


God is so amazing, and so good to me.


1 comment:

Meg said...

What the heck? No way. You are exactly where God wants you. Keep your heart in Cali till it's for sure time to come home.

...But I do miss you.