Our pastor was talking during Sabbath School about the "casual Christian", and the thought just keeps popping back into my head. Casual Christian. I'm not sure that I've ever been a casual anything in my life. If I'm doing something, I'm doing it. Sometimes that's to my own detriment, of course, because I pick the wrong things to do sometimes. My husband and I started on this journey together shortly after we got together, about nine years ago. To be perfectly frank, neither of us was leading anything close to a Christian lifestyle at that point. I'd been in and out of different churches for about ten years, looking for one that felt right - looking for one that I thought was telling me what the truth was. Marty was what we call a Recovering Catholic; he'd been raised Catholic and the church had scarred him and turned him completely off religion. However, once he got his teeth into it again he was and is like a pit bull with a bone. The more w...
A picture is worth how many words? Lots. We got one of the rental properties back today. After poking our heads inside we called the former tenant and asked when he was coming to get the rest of his stuff. He replied that he’d gotten everything that he was taking. Yeah. Go ahead and watch the video. I dare you. Yes, there was liquified chicken involved. Yep, Kenny the Cockroach says HI. I wish there was an app that allowed y’all to smell this one. Welcome to the glamorous world of Property Management. Monday Morning Maggot Meeting
Back in March of 2010 I woke up after a morning dream and quickly jotted these words down before they faded completely from my mind. This was written more than three years before we even thought to move south... to North Carolina. "Driving west instead of east two known strangers in the car familiar as essences overlap sharing one body with two souls Reaching one destination united with one who does not exist and parted from one another with a promised reunion in one then two, then five days. Traveling again in exhaustion heading south instead of north in a spring that overlaps an autumn living in the mind. One person not herself, divided and conquered with one known stranger in the car seeking deliverance in the altered states of Carolina."
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