Wow! God is awesome. God is super-awesome squared. That has become the phrase. So much to blog tonight. I am sure no one will be shocked to hear it is 12:40 a.m. and I just came to bed—Terry and I were up talking and praying. Gasp. It will be hard when I live here NOT having these blissful late nights together with God, We are so on the same planet. When I hear their hearts I am so amazed. I was never a freak; it is just that God was training me to be here. That is some of what we just talked about. Terry said it amazes her how God first brought in the banners to the church through one lady and that all this time their church was going through these changes and stuff, that God was training another woman in Tyler, Texas so He could bring her here. I heard her talking, and it took me a second. I had to stop myself and say, “Hey, she is talking about ME. I am the "woman of God" she mentioned.” As I told her, I truly feel HONORED that God would do this, that He would bring me her to be a part of this. My vision lately has been a bit marred by location but this is not a real estate deal; it is the call of God on my life. If I stayed up all night I honestly do not think I could write down everything that has affected me or I have been taught here. But it started again today with the Word. It is funny because the worship here is the freest thing I have ever known and it is a huge draw, and yet it is the WORD that penetrates me the most. Pastor Darrell is incredibly anointed today was amazing. I was amen-ing so loud. I could barley contain my spirit within me. And Terry was right next to me doing the same. The cheering section-but we were cheering the Word of God. By the end of that sermon I was ON FIRE. My spirit was doing grand jetes again. I was so alive. The walls fell again. They crumbled. After church I was bouncing and beaming. I was all laughter and lightheartedness. Such freedom. I realized then that I must immerse myself DEEPER in the Word of God when I return home. There is so much power and I must be buried in it so I can die to the right things. Coming here will be hard in some ways, but it IS the call of God on my life. As we have talked about in Sunday School, it is the preparation time. I am preparing to meet my bridegroom. There are things I know so deeply inside of me that I cannot really express yet. But I know them. I don’t know hows or whys or details, but I know it is God. After all these years the call has become a reality. It was like God rang me up and said, “Hey, you know that call I placed in you over five years ago? Now, Daughter, the time is now.” Yes, Lord. Yes, Lord, Yes, Lord. What a powerful answer, as Darrell talked about. But this is it. I still know it. It has been a bit muffled in the freeways and dreary weather and apartment woes. Sometimes the fleshly worldly stuff can get to us—but the fact is, in my spirit, I know I am called. And I have for a long time now.

One of the most awesome things today was when Casey and Sana came over tonight. Casey shared much of his testimony which I only knew bits and pieces of. It was as powerful as anything in the book of Acts and that is not even the slightest exaggeration. It was amazing and beyond what words can express. We were all crying—even his wife who has heard it a million times. We were responding to him with the same passion as if we were in church or something. I sat there amazed, thinking YES!This is how it should be. This is what Christians should be doing when they hang out. This is such a New Testament church in that way. This is not unusual. What has impressed me the most about this church is not the worship or the Word, but it is the way people share and keep God forefront on their minds. Everything here is about God. Fellowship means fellowshipping about His faithfulness. WOW! So finally Kacie and Sana had to go and we all stopped to pray. This is how we ended a casual visit! We stood in a circle and, man, was the prayer powerful. WHOA! I was absolutely overtaken by then, I thought, boy, if this prayer goes on, I will not be standing much longer. That was the truth. Unfortunately, they were late so it had to stop. I stood. But for how long?

Then I asked Terry some questions about some spiritual stuff and then Darrell shared a lot with me too and it was really good. I love my pastors—and I love my friends. I am blessed that they are one in the same. I am so blessed to hear Terry talk—I hear such faith and belief in who God has made me to be. She told me someone here who used to know me back in the day, as the kids say, came to her and said she could really see how much I matured but that it was the work of the Holy Spirit, not just that I grew up naturally. Terry thinks the dancing has really done that. You can see it when I dance. I danced a lot today. And played the tambourine, including a very prophetic way at one point in a song we have not stopped singing all day. I was so thankful as I danced to be so free. I realized that I may have a lot of teaching and training in dance and worship ministry, but I have very little practical experience in being freed to just learn and grow in this. With Shachah I minister, I follow and do what we do as a team, and I LOVE that, but here at NHFA I am going to get to grow into what has been in me. I thanked Darrell and Terry for that tonight and told then how much it meant to me.

The talk Terry and I had tonight was quiet reminiscent of our very first talk when this all happened. It was god. I felt like God was talking me back to reinforce what He is doing.

As for housing, I was going to go look tomorrow, but I got a real peace about waiting, I can follow listings in my rental company, but Belma talked to me at church today and her place is open. I will stay there for a bit, but not long, I don’t think. She said 3-4 weeks, but it won’t be two at the most. And I felt like, you know this is what I need to do. There is nothing to die for out there in the rental market right now. I will wait. As I told Pastor Dan, I won’t be surprised if God gives me something the first day I look! Terry was delighted to hear such peace in me. But I am fine now. I am just a slow learner in the ways of faith. But my heart is still in Pasadena. That is home. There are nice places more close by, Burbank being the logical choice, that are even cheaper, but Pasadena is it—my charming escape from the big city. I am in love with my new home and I know God will give me a place in it. The rents are higher there—leave it to me! But there are some that are in my range—I will find it. No wait!!! GOD WILL REVEAL IT. I am not God, and I will stop trying to be.

I am called and that call involves many aspects. Some are exciting, others are scary. Many are challenging. But I bet even a year from now I will be a different person.

After all, God never calls anyone to sameness.