Projectile Vomit, Mammoth Wigs, and Courtship

So its been an absolutely amazing week! Highs and lows as usual but still amazing. God has been really shaping and moving me in ways I had forgotten He could. I guess it all started Sunday. I actually rolled out of bed in time to go to early service and I felt something was coming. At church I ended up in the overflow by myself. It was awesome, alone with God I felt so free like I could worship with everything I had and I knew none of my motivations were based on reactions of other people. I felt like crying and I didn't know why. I went into service after worship was over and pastor Russell preached like there was fire shut up in his bones. He too like me was tired of the complacency and pettiness devouring our church. I was so hungry to feel God's presence. I suddenly started laughing like for no reason. They call this the joy of the Lord, it wasn't the first time, but it was the first time in a very long time. Then I felt like electricity all over me. Pastor Russell's wife Sylvia called me up. Both entrances to the pews were blocked. Do you think that stopped me? HAHAHA no. I climbed the pew like a crazy woman and did what I had to do to get to the altar. I met with God like I hadn't since will...it doesn't matter. I reconnected with God. 

I felt like fasting for the first time in years. Every time I had tried it just didn't work out, my flesh got the better of me. But this time I am on file like I haven't been in such a long time. What does this have to do with my subject? well...

I was talking to my good friend Byron (HI BEEGE) who was telling me about the call. I thought I had class and couldn't go. Turns out that TheCall was on the one Saturday I didn't have class, the day before my birthday, and the last day of my fast. Coincedence? I think not.

I decided to seek God's face and I felt drawn to this "solemn assembly." So I'm currently doing some phone line shaking to get ahold of folk to go to TheCall with me. So far it looks good.

Now I have been making prayers, not thinking that God would deign to answer me. Let me tell you that not only does God answer my prayers He does it with a great sense of humor. Yesterday I woke up and I started praying while I got dressed. I said "Lord, I don't want to be grumpy like yesterday, grant me the grace to be patient with these children. I pray a Spirit of Peace over them and I pray that you would help them to listen and not let them act up. Amen"

That morning our worst class trouble maker came in with his mother. His mother was infuriated about his behavior the day before. She firmly told him to strand next to her and apologize to us the teachers. Right before my eyes, there was a miracle. One: The kid puked super far and none of it got on me or my co worker. Two: He had to be sent home, which ended up in the calmest day we have had all summer. I know it sounds bad that the kid got sick, but if you know anything about kids, their nerves are connected to their stomachs Stan from southpark style. He wasn't really sick, he was nervous that he got in trouble. He was fine all day. LOL. man that was a funny way for that prayer to get answered.

Now for the Mammoth Wig. There is this little girl in  my class, now I have seen some crazy stuff working for DCA the past five years, but this was a first. For some reason on God's green Earth, this child's mother decided to let her wear her giant wig to school. Now picture this, a little girl no taller than two feet, total, tomboy, with the goofiest five year old personality ever, walks in with a wig of hair down to her little tush so heavy that her head tips forward. She looked like she got into her mom's closet. I never laughed so hard in my life. It sounds bad, but I made double sure none of the kids teased her. I couldn't help but giggle though.

Then during work, the third miracle of the week happened. One of my close friends, whom I care about very much, asked me when would be a good time to ask my father permission to court me. :O That doesn't seem like much of a miracle, but let me give you some evidence as to why it is:

1) We have only physically seen each other once at a Christmas party last year.  We talked almost the whole time, but thats it, and I was looking busted at the party.

2) I'm a little large at the waste, which seems to be the same thing as having leprosy here in NN, cuz guys just don't go for it, but he really doesn't care.

3) He's not crazy, he is a normal young (might I add good looking) guy that is also planning on going into ministry.

4) he LIKES me

5) HE likes me

6)he likes ME

I've run the gamut of emotions today. We shall see how it all turns out, but I'm determined to give it the best shot I got. Good Luck Habibi!!

Viva la vida!!!