I'm Healed!

How fantastic! A week ago today I went thru my usual whirlwind of events-included cleaning the house, a lunch date which got postponed to today, thankfully b/c I was taking on more than I could handle, finishing and faxing an informational job interview request, haircut, quick stop for a quintessential frozen yogurt- so happy I was driving or we might not have been able to do it and I'd been craving it sooooo badly (for a whole year actually- No, REALLY, a WHOLE YEAR! of seeking delicious big-bold tasting yogurt, not the whimpy stuff) and it turned out to be Honey Hill Farms- brand- the EXACT yummy stuff we'd enjoyed back in LCity, all this time right under my nose in Arroyo Grande...go figure. Now where was I? Then stopped in at home to leave the little P. with his Poppa (and I quickly heated up the most delicious broccoli soup prepared by Ms. Fatima aka Mae - that's Portuguese for mom, but you say "my", not may) and off to the Healing Rooms in Santa Maria. Well, I don't know WHAT I've done that was more beneficial and rewarding in the past year- have a baby, I suppose, yes, but nothing else.
After signing in and writing down our prayer requests, we waited in a large warm room with chairs lining the walls and soft meditational music playing. I began to feel intense exhaustion overtaking me and leaned my head back on the wall noticing how extremely comfortable it was there. Couldn't help dozing and falling in & out of sleep. Felt this weight of sleepiness overtake me. Tried to shake it but couldn't. We waited an extra long time b/c there were a couple of groups there ahead of us. (got there early by mistake and left 2-1/2 hours later). I felt a twinge of worry about how little P. was doing at home w/ Poppa, but left it in God's hands.
We were brought into a small classroom with 3 people who would pray for us. It was amazing. I could feel the Lord's presence and His Holy Spirit's touch of warmth on my wrists as they prayed over them (that was my 2nd request for prayer). It was just AWESOME! And the 3 praying people also prayed for me for other specific issues which were never voiced by me, but for areas in my life needing help. The coup d'etas (sp.?) was that when I went home that night and laid my head on my pillow, I slept soundly. I awoke at what I figured was my usual 11:40pm, after about 2 hours sleep, to discover it was 5:00 AM!!! And I hadn't even awakened to go to the bathroom. Now, I drink a TON of water every day, so this alone was a miracle! Seriously, the healing feels like a miracle and I've been sleeping well for the past 7 days.
If anyone wants more info. on where the Healing Rooms are, etc., just ask.
Loquacious

Ornamental O

Who knew it'd be so much fun to put AWAY the Christmas ornaments this year? That only lasted for about 20 minutes. Then it turned to stressful jittery movements, which cascaded into a zombielike trance. Bless his heart, my hubba-hubba showed up as he often does "JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME" (he can't help it: his name IS Nick!) with my fave doughnut: a buttermilk bar (bar form of old-fashioned-also my fave) which gave me much-needed instant joy and energy burst all in one. Does anyone enjoy LaMar's Donuts anywhere? They are Da Kine. Not a glazed fan so Krispy Kreme has no hold whatsoever on me, just brainwashing advertising in sheer numbers. Truth can hurt. I miss LaMar's, but anyone's old-fashioned turns out to be delicious, quite a nice surprise in the world of lame food itemsl By the way, I never was a scout, only a brownie...
Our 800 s.f. modular home will commence its construction as soon as we get the go-ahead from the county. Nick's doing a bang-up job with all the permits, drawing up plans (Ren-Man in true form, per usual), setting up inspections, mostly single-handedly shoveling out the areas to pour concrete for our retaining wall which is a feat in itself. Physically demanding.
I will go to the beach today if it's nice at all.

PAULO NEWS: He managed to CRAWL officially for the first time yesterday, 1/15!

Return to Nirvana

Been living in a whirlwind...constantly busy mentally which can be a strain but has been quite fun, all the same. In usual Loopy form, not getting carried away: they reign in my kite when too much string has been loosed. AH, maybe we'll take the old stunt kite down to the beach this weekend...? Nick will be enjoying his well-deserved day of rest. As for me, as I say every Thurs. & Fri.: 3-DAY-Weekend!!! YAYAYAY!!! Makes for a deliciously excited little me most of the time...now you see how 1 Thessalonians fits, huh? (a little elbow in the ribs here). Clistofolis: I'm soooo tired. Not really tho. Now I'm rejuv'ed, but not racing. A strange mixture of energy, get hot and cold flashes: my cheeks just got all flushed as they are wont to do a few times throughout the day. The office heating scenario doesn't help: all heat concentrates in my office so that I'm baking when others finally take the chill off. No matter, I'll sport shorts, tanktop & flipflops if necessary. But if it proceeds down to a bathing suit, most likely won't be very copacetic. The ol' sleep deprivation club, alive and well. WHo'd have thunk it?! Less chitchat, more info. coming up in next post. Scout's honor.

My Utmost for His Highest: 1/16/05

The Voice of the Nature of God
“I heard the voice of the Lord, saying: ‘Whom shall I send, and who will go for Us?’ ” (Isaiah 6:8).
When we talk about the call of God, we often forget the most important thing, namely, the nature of Him who calls. There are many things calling each of us today. Some of these calls will be answered, and others will not even be heard. The call is the expression of the nature of the One who calls, and we can only recognize the call if that same nature is in us. The call of God is the expression of God’s nature, not ours. God providentially weaves the threads of His call through our lives, and only we can distinguish them. It is the threading of God’s voice directly to us over a certain concern, and it is useless to seek another person’s opinion of it. Our dealings over the call of God should be kept exclusively between ourselves and Him.

The call of God is not a reflection of my nature; my personal desires and temperament are of no consideration. As long as I dwell on my own qualities and traits and think about what I am suited for, I will never hear the call of God. But when God brings me into the right relationship with Himself, I will be in the same condition Isaiah was. Isaiah was so attuned to God, because of the great crisis he had just endured, that the call of God penetrated his soul. The majority of us cannot hear anything but ourselves. And we cannot hear anything God says. But to be brought to the place where we can hear the call of God is to be profoundly changed.

(from QuickVerse's "daily devotion" by Dr. Jeremiah)

Calls for His Mama

I quickly exited previous post due to being called by name...what a joy!
Paulo is turning a new leaf. He is so experiential with each and every moment.
To watch him explore and enjoy is pure love welling up inside us.
Now, how about a little girl, Lord Jesus?

Getting very excited about all the future holds.
Jer. 29:11-
"For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope."

Insomnia

I'm back in my up-all-night mode. My lower back is very sore, but that's also due to the breastfeeding contortions I find myself in. Oh, he's waking up. All for now.

Creation

AH, what a topic for discussion, however, in this case, I've just created this blog. Now what?