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magdaleine -> RE: Magdaleine's Alabaster Atrium (5/26/2008 10:59:10 PM)
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Dove, your campfire event sounds like fun. I will pray that your kids can realize the difference Dad being gone makes, so they understand why you did what you have. Ginny, I'm trying to remember what my weekend was like (and thanks for asking). Oh! Now I remember. Friday night dh, ds2 and me watched one of the Bourne movies (we'd watched the first recently). I enjoyed it. Saturday I went out for lunch with someone and then to a 25th wedding anniversary party for friends of dh that I'd like to get to know better. Turned out my pastor is cousin to the "groom" and was there so I went and introduced myself. He felt embarassed that he didn't know who I was but how could he? The church is large and though I had talked with him one-on-one briefly about a month ago, I didn't expect him to remember. Dh came and joined the conversation and took over. So know my pastor (who isn't dh's pastor) knows dh better than he knows me. Sigh. When we got home we watched the third Bourne movie, which got me to bed late. Sunday morning at church "Stone Soup Sunday" was announced for immediately after the service. It's something the church does from time to time to welcome and get to know newcomers. So I went. There were probably about eight of us newbies, plus two pastoral couples. I'm glad I went. I didn't really have any more interaction with the senior pastor but the other pastor wound up sitting beside me and we had a good conversation. He commended me on sticking with my last church for so long to see if it would be a fit and, interestingly enough, he gave the same assessment of that church that I had so that felt affirming. The senior pastor went around the room to each of us and introduced us to each other and said a few things about us. He made comments about my husband but he did say that he senses I'm a very determined person. I liked that. I went home to nap because I was tired and forced myself to get up so I could go to the prophetic prayer meeting. I've gone to every one of these I've been aware of and so these are the people I'm getting to know best. There were over 20 of us and the prayer meeting lasted 2 1/2 hours. I loved it, even though I have yet to contribute much to anything. At the end, the leader went around the room and gave a "word" about each person there. I guess she'd been writing little notes all evening. She said that I'm a ripe tomato, ready to be picked. She said that in more words than I used but I don't remember them all. But what she said fit. I've had this sense for several months, now, that I am on the cusp of something very significant happening; that God has been preparing the way ahead of me and that where he's leading me is about to be revealled. I'm not putting that very well. I got home late and I wonder if I overdid things on the weekend because I stayed in bed today until about 4:00. I had a lot planned for the day so most of it didn't happen. Oh well.
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