EDIT: (10:23 pm) Just heard from Jamie that my friend Krista is in labor. She still had a few weeks to go, but she has a history of delivering healthy babies pretty early. Please pray for her tonight!
On a lighter note, Gabe does a mean impression of that pathetic little girl who was crying on AI tonight for Sanjaya. By “mean,” I mean 2 things–“cruel; not nice” and “very, very well-done.”
EDIT 2: (10:49 pm) I just read Dr. Brown’s blog. For those of you with little girls, the story he tells halfway through is a must-read. Talk about Amazing Grace. Wow.
I hesitate to write about my neighbors, because now that I’ve come out of the closet and given them my books, I realize they could read my blog at any time…but just this once. I have such a burden for them. I’ve had small opportunities to witness and always go back and forth–do I need to be bolder or do I need to work more on relationships first? Long story short, we have little cards from church we can use to invite people on Easter. I have 3 people in mind. Don’t expect that any of them will accept. But I don’t want that to stop me.
Walked into an already-in-progress conversation just a bit ago about virginity. The question was, “Are there really any people who get married as virgins?” I admitted to being one of the .01%. Didn’t seem the right time to say, “So, do you want to go to church with me?” I did invite my Jewish neighbor and assured her I wouldn’t be offended if she didn’t come. As I was walking inside, she asked, “You’re sure you won’t be offended if I don’t come?”
Anyway, I want to make a difference. I want to love people to Christ. I want to be bold, not ashamed. I feel like a bumbling idiot at times, but I’m working on it.
That’s all. Like I said, it’d be awkward for one of my neighbors to read this. If any of you are, just know I love you and I won’t write about you again! 🙂
So, last night I’m at my computer, Gabe is at his. I feel lousy.
Marla: Ugh, I have really bad stomach cramps. I hope I’m not getting–
Gabe: (interrupting) Pregnant?
Marla: (start laughing so hard my stomach hurts even worse)
Uh, actually I was going to say diarrhea (which seems to be going around). Yeah, I have bad stomach cramps. I sure hope I’m not “getting pregnant.”
Livi and Ava have a new 15-year plan. You may recall that Livi is never getting married, and Ava absolutely can’t wait to tie the knot. Ava has decided to move in the house next door, because they have a hot tub “and Livi can come over and swim whenever she wants to.”
Well, today they edited their plan a bit. Ava is going to adopt Livi and let her move in with her and her new husband. “Won’t that be weird,” Livi said, “to live with two people who are married and younger than me?” Ava didn’t think it was odd at all. “Guess who’s going to adopt their older sister?” she said. “Yep. You guessed it. Me!”
Help us all.
Ladymiss, my meeting yesterday was wonderful. We’re scheduling another one with the senior pastor, too. The plan for now is that I’ll speak for 15 minutes or so at the beginning of sermon #1 or #2, just to give a woman’s perspective and then maybe do a Saturday morning seminar sometime in June. And chipchop’s skit idea isn’t half bad–I actually have an idea…
What a gorgeous day! Livi’s soccer practice was cancelled last night, but Ava’s is on for tonight. She is sooooo excited! The girls are napping and off I go to read a novel. Mmmmm… I love to read!