Little Birdie

God help the next person that wants to meet me somewhere in Cary, NC.

Now, I don’t often say this, being a woman myself–but clearly, a woman designed Cary’s road system.

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So, I’ve been a Christian since I was a little girl. Asked Jesus into my heart at my parent’s bedside when I was about 7 years old. Grew up in the church. Schooled in the Bible. And yet, I had never fully realized the implications of serving a living God. Not dead. Not used-to-be-alive, floating around on some cloud wearing a halo. Not a state of mind. ALIVE. Like me. Except way better, because it is only through Him that I have life at all

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God’s been doing some great stuff in my spiritual life. Here’s a little progression:

Step 1. I find out I’m terrified of dying, because I fear God’s judgment even though I’m saved.
Step 2. I ask God why I’m terrified of this, and he points me to a book I read when I was a very immature Christian. The book left me with the wrong impression that I can still somehow be kept from God’s full glory even when I’m in heaven unless I do lots of great things. Like a point system. Or the NASCAR poll position.
Step 3. God delivers me from fear of judgment.
Side Effects: I now can tell people about Jesus and really believe that heaven is a wonderful thing.

And:

Step 1. I find out I’m terrified of teaching even though I love kids.
Step 2. I ask God why I’m terrified, and he points to several times in my life where I myself or my authority has been rejected or belittled.
Step 3. God delivers me from fear of teaching.
Side Effects: Coming to believe that maybe I am called to teach. So, today I mailed in my stuff to teach.

Psalm 34:4 works.

In order to maximize your Disney World experience as an adult, I recommend the following five items to have with you at all times:
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That’s all. I need Jesus. It’s that simple. The more needy I am toward him, the more He will come out of me.

I had a dream last night that really shook me up. In the dream, I had died. I don’t remember now how it happened. In order to get to whatever afterlife awaited me, I had to board this Disney-like ride that would carry me away in a little rail car. Talk about Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride.

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A few weeks after the new year, I decided something. I decided that I was fat and out of shape, and that just didn’t fit me at all. Now, it may come as a surprise to some people that I am in fact fat and out of shape. I know, it surprised me too.

Isn’t it funny that often we are the last people on earth to find out about ourselves what everyone else has known all along?

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No, I’m not talking about the e. coli outbreak at various Taco Bells in 2006. It’s far more serious than that. What I experienced was the excruciating pain that only a broken taco shell can cause as it scraped and tore its way down my esophagus, wreaking havoc from mouth to belly.

It still hurts to swallow.
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