I talked to Terry tonight and it was just like no time had passed. What do I worry about? We didn’t talk too long because she had to leave for church rehearsal. She was telling me a story that was very interesting about some of her friends who had visited and what God had done. She did not realize what she was saying.

I gush and gush with her like no one else in the world. I was oozing about God and everything and she just laughs this joyful laugh and says, “ I love hearing you talk about Him and all He is doing.” There is no threat, no look of stupidity, no patronizing tone, no walls, nothing. Just sincerity. Of course my friends here do not act with those bad feelings, but it is like the teacher at work tonight who saw my anointing oil on my keychain. “what is that? “ he asked. “Anointing oil,” I said. “Like in the Bible.” He literally smirked like I was an ignoramus. I pretended not see it, but to go from that to a person gushing with me. WOW! I told her as much as I could pack in and so did she. She gave me more details about Sunday. I was in a neat service in Dallas Sunday but not like that! She is excited about everything spiritual I mention. She gushes when I talk about the kids dance and what God did, and wants me to have it taped to show her. I have longed for this for so long. She said they can’t wait for me to come next week—she said even if we go to a rehearsal that I should feel free to just let go and worship, do whatever God says. She said to not leave ANYTHING at home, no streamers or tambourine or flags or dance shoes. “Bring it all,” she said.

And the walls fall down. I have no walls with them. I just gush it out. I know I can be free. People seem so resentful if you are happy. I know I have been guilty of the same thing. A lady at work, fellow teacher, last week told me I was basically too happy. She called me Pollyanna and commented about how I never like to hear the negative stuff and asked me to come WHINE with her when I get down! I am so sick of that. I have not visited her since, nor do I want to. Why would I? I spend all day in junk like that. That is why I tell people as long as I teach in public school I will never be out of touch with reality!

I love living without walls and I am going to do whatever it takes to stay that way. I don’t care what it costs me or what I have to do. There is no greater freedom with God. Does anything else MATTER?

9 days from tomorrow and counting…