In a Resolution

Although this blog is about sharing tidbits of my journey with you it's amazing how often I think of something to write that hits me as I write, and hits me again when I look back. So often, the whole process of putting things down on "paper" helps me see how He's truly working in my life.

So, I want to start making this a little more regular. For right now, I'm going to make it a window of every 3-4 days, but hopefully more often, especially as I get used to it.

As I've been contemplating the Holy Spirit's role in my life and beginning to learn how to listen to God's voice, I'm beginning to hear things right away.

Yesterday, as I was leaving Chapel, the Dr. stopped and asked me if everything was alright, as I had been sitting and praying for quite awhile. Answering with a simple, "Yes," I walked on.

Then I heard it: "Do it now." And to my mind came the picture of the announcements that scroll through the TV in our school lobby, and one announcement in particular. There was a slide about Senior Testimony's and every time I had seen it, I remembered I needed to actually talk to him about doing it, but so far had never really gotten around to it.

Turning around, I called to him and we talked for a few minutes about scheduling. As I left, the happiness settled... not a flighty exuberance, but a joyful peace. So, nothing settled yet, but when it is, I'll let you know so that anyone of you who wants to can come on out and hear a synopsis of what God's done in my life. There's so much to say, I don't even know exactly what I'll be saying yet.

And then there's these:

Yummy looking, yes?

My sister, her love language is quality time. And it's so easy to brush off her requests to play soccer or make cookies with her. Because, my love language isn't quality time.

But again, last night, I could hear it. Or, rather, feel it. The feeling that I don't have many of these times left, that I'd better take all the chances that I could, and that this was an act of service, of love, of-getting-off-the-computer-where-I-was-doing-mindless-things.

So, we made cookies. And I snitched. And they were, in fact, yummy. And gooey. And good.

So, I leave you with a picture of delicious white-and-pink polka-dotted toes (whose owner is a very special Monkey), and the hopes of seeing you here within the next 3-4 days.

God is good.