Youth group was good. All the Mexico team shared there testimonies to “practice.” It was really good for me. Like Hans says, “testimonies are important.” Or something smarter and stresses the importance more.

So it snowed yesterday. And again today. Since I am the one that has been freaking out the most about the snow, I was oddly okay with this precipitation this time. GROSS VISUAL AHEAD! I kind of just figured that the snow was offensive and hurt my heart by poking. It snowed so much and my heart got poked enough that a hole was formed. So the snow can poke all it wants, the damage is done. Okay, maybe it isn’t that gross but oh well.

So my prize as of yesterday, or Monday, which ever one was a toy bow and arrow set. For the skit. About the shield of faith. Eph. 6:16? What? You want me to tell you about it?

Scene 1:

Curtain rises on the set, we see our hero standing on one side of the stage facing away from the center of the stage.
Enter antagonist with said bow and arrows.
With a devious look the antagonist draws his bow and shoots our hero.
With an equally surprised look, the hero jumps and lets out a yelp of pain, then falls down. Regaining his composure he gets up and looks at the antagonist.
The antagonist draws his bow and shoots again.
Again our hero falls down dramatically. And once more he rises.
And once more the antagonist draws his bow, but the hero grabs something to defend himself with, his cell phone. Needless to say again he gets shot, falls down dramatically and rises once more.
And even once more the antagonist draws his bow, the hero matching that with a hat. Again with the getting shot, falling down, and getting back up.
Hero tries defending himself with a badminton racket and after that, a little kid. Each time he falls.
Then he picks up the shield and deflects the arrow!! The antagonist is shocked and exit stage right.

End Scene.

Tada! You like it?

You should have seen me. I about skipped to the checkout counter, holding my prize to my chest. I was so happy that I found them that I rewarded myself with some peach rings. (peach rings were not the prize.) I had finally found them. Things that everyone said were everywhere were nowhere. They were not at Walmart, they were not at Longs. They were not at Walgreens, they were not at Big 5. They were not at any supermarkets. They were not at the DollarTree as everyone swore that they were. I found them in the Pharmacy. I found them, told Jesus how much I loved him and grabbed the last two off the shelf.
The weight had been lifted from my heart and the stress was relaxed from my forehead. I felt as I could walk on air. I didn’t have to think of the alternitives, last minute things that would work, but aren’t what I really want. Guns could get confusing, and I was afraid pretending wouldn’t cut it for anyone else. Or me for that matter. But that wasn’t a fear anymore, for I had found them.

Thank you Jesus.

And no… crap isn’t holy, nor is it freakin’. But today was a long day, 8 hours at church, five of them in our last mexico meeting. Wow. God. I need you. We need you. We have your blessing on this trip, now I am just restating the fact that I can’t do anything without you.

So, I drove to Oakdale tonight. My car did pretty well, I am going to promote it to hour and half drivings.

I was going to go with Andrew and Steven to go see Phil Wickham tonight, but I got the message that they were meeting at 5:30 in the junction at when it was 5:40 and I was at my work place. So I missed that. I was planning on going too. I saw Dan, Andrew, Steven , and Mona all in like 3 minutes of eachother in one driving trip.

So I was up the hill, with no power up there, so I drove to the Lillis’. There was no power there, so we all drove downtown. Where there wasn’t power either. It was dark too.
 Like dark-dark
 Like end of the world-dark.
 Like Zombies waking up and eating your brains out-dark.

So we drove to Oakdale. For food. And Coldstone.

On the drive it rained so stinking hard, we had to slow down to like 35 where we would normally do like 70…

Then the lightning.

This wasn’t the normal light up part of the sky lightning.
This was light up the whole sky, like God playing with a light switch, hey look clouds, the road, a tree and over there by that sign, a little sparrow-type lightning.

Spent some time with a macho combo burrito. Then went to cold stone, had just a small (like it size) vanilla with just gummi bears in it. That was one of my favorite things to get in my frozen yogurt when we still had a tbcy’s. I used to get that and sometimes I would get Gumball instead. They would color the yogurt. Well one of the cute girls made a comment about my mexico sweatshirt. We tipped them and they sang and we left. I listed to Plankeye on the way home, and still am. Now I will go and sleep well.

Night.

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