I am definitely having one of those “Rhino Days,” like I wrote about in the post below with that title. It was rather difficult for me to get to the men’s book study, this morning, organized through my church. The book’s subject, of all things, is about peace on the inside, the inner you, your core, where you and GOD commune. As EXCEPTIONALLY relevant as this subject might seem to be to someone who is entertaining DID/multiple personalities, there wasn’t much of me present to partake in the blessing of sharing, this morning, with my Christian Brothers. I did, however, reveal my DID to several of the men there, and I was pleased that I wasn’t rapidly rejected, and that my present concerns (present at the time, not necessarily present at this present moment) were not degraded, ridiculed, downgraded, etc. I truly hadn’t entered into the encounter expecting anything but GOD’S Presence, HIS Glory, HIS Help, HIS men to be available to speak a Word to me. And, indeed, GOD spoke to me there. I have, before, complimented the wonderful people at this particular Church, and I must do so again. (I don’t know how or if WordPress handles links:) http://www.freshlife.church
I thought that I had something to say besides the above, but nothing is coming through. I’m going to, for the first time, leave the cursor to blink as I attempt to walk the Lego-strewn path for me today. If something else comes through that is worthy of sharing, I shall return. You won’t notice any difference. At least I don’t think that you are likely to. My trouble with abandoning the cursor is that he may feel lonely. He’s at the end of a long line of words, these words are his friends, you see. As he blinks at the end of this line, he’s lonely. Blinking, you see, is NOT all that Cursor was created to do. Cursor knows this. Cursor Creates because he was CREATED to Create. Idle, blinking, lonely cursor…let me just say, I share some of his feelings/thoughts. And I definitely share his desire to Create.
Cursor is too tired to play, right now. He is going to chillax to some Christian music and ride Joy into the Presence of the Living GOD, WHOSE Mercy Endureth Forever. Every thought, eventually, leads me to GOD. And Prayer. And fun fiction, mind-bending WORDCRAFTING. Bible Studies. And Sermons. As exhausting and as hot as it is inside this rhino, if these gifts are the reward, or just a HINT at the reward, I’M ALL IN!
TURN IT UP! THIS ALL YOU GOT! I STAND ON THE ROCK WHICH IS CHRIST, IN ARMOR THAT HE FASHIONED FOR ME
WITH HIS BLOOD
HE CANNOT BE DEFEATED
HE IS ON MY SIDE
I AM ON THE WINNING TEAM
I SHALL NOT BE DEFEATED
BECAUSE OF HIM!
NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL PROSPER!
MY ADVERSARY HAS ALREADY BEEN DEFEATED!
IT IS FINISHED!
I STAND BEFORE HIM IN LOVE, JOY, PEACE UNIMAGINABLE, IN MY WHITE GOWN THAT, ALSO, HE FASHIONED FOR ME!
WITH HIS BLOOD!
wow, uh, AMEN, I guess. I don’t know where all that came from. (<–Don’t listen to him, he’s a liar. He knows where it came from. We both do.)