Wednesday, November 9, 2011

One Week.

I can feel my nerves bubble beneath the surface sometimes.

I usually suppress those feeling and replace them with to-do lists.

This weekend we will be at my home-church for a revival assembly.

I am speaking Sat, morning. As in 4 days before we leave to meet C.

My notes look something like this:

        I. Introduction


        V. Conclusion

I am totally gonna pull the "Waiting momma about to fly halfway around the world to meet my 3 year old daughter for the first time after two years in the process" card as my excuse.

I am also going to do my usual "Pray that the Spirit of God falls on the place and everyone is weeping at the alter 5 minutes before I am supposed to speak"

Nothing like the spirit of God coming down to trump anything I might have said anyways.

No, really, God. You go right ahead. 5 minutes before, capish?


In other news.

We are leaving on a jet plane in exactly  7 days, 13 hours.

181 Hours.

10,860 Minutes.

651,600 Seconds.

Not that I am counting or anything.....


Tiffany said...

Woo Hoo!!! One more week! I'm so excited for you guys. And I was totally cracking up at the whole Spirit falling right before you speak thing. That's a great excuse for coming unprepared: You just have more faith than anyone else!

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