Just got home from church and ate dinner—the rest of my El Pollo Loco. My apartment is rather bare. I pilfered through a storage container to find an old oatmeal raisin granola bar for dessert to dissipate the salsa remains. I had a GREAT time at church—I danced a LOT! That is, of course, notable because yesterday I could not generally complete a paragraph without coughing. Yes, there is the occasional cough, but no one could doubt God touched it. I banged my tambourine and later danced passionately on two songs I adore. My mouth got dry, and a couple times I coughed a bit but nothing bad at all. It was wonderful—and so then I was spiritually feeling so wonderful because I could SEE how much God touched it! And then Pastor Darrell prayed and was praying about us wanting more of the Spirit and the more healthy I get the more I am back to last week and that whole thing so I was crying out and it was just generally a great time. His word was good—and the people too. It is hard to leave this church. Genuinely it is. But I have nothing in me saying I SHOULD stay. Not really. Did God send me here or not? That might remain forever a mystery BUT I will say this, His PURPOSE for me here certainly included my learning the lesson I learned. It is powerful and it has power to after people. In some ways it is still too raw for me to just share. I would not yet be ready to share it in a group for example, but I think one day I will because the power and application in it is great. It is a concept we HEAR and HEAR in the church but until it is played out in your life and almost RUINS it you don’t know the power. I will never regret coming here.

Mindy emailed—the schedule for me has been approved by the VP of Academic Affairs and the memo is on the president’s desk; they are supposed to meet tomorrow. So perhaps 8 days before, I will know. Meanwhile my landlord called and said if I want to let David move in Sunday I can pass on the keys—take pictures of the place in case David changes it before he sees it Monday,and call him Monday to find out about the deposit. I am confident it will be returned to me—especially since I did not have it painted—and David doesn’t even want it painted or cleaned so the fact is, they didn’t lose a penny on it so they will return my pennies—they won’t invest a cent to repair it. Works for me. That was a huge deposit--$1000. Therefore, I should have move in expenses. And in East Texas that is double what I need.

I was really thinking about what God has for me SPIRITUALLY if I return. I know that if it is, indeed, this job that the schedule I have is for spiritual reasons and not so I can kick back. I know that in my spirit and I know it because of my life 6 years ago on a similar schedule. That was the biggest reason I wanted this job. I remember praying about it on my way to San Diego even. Ironically, it is the most spiritually dry place I can imagine and how can one short little tambourine banging dancing woman, breath life into a place? That is almost laughable. But I know it is spiritual.

Anyway, I better head toward the bed. Another long day tomorrow as I get up early, work and then Jenna comes at 8—late for me to get started, but it will be nice—and it will force me to work!!! I will transfer much to Belma’s tomorrow—everything except what I need for one, maybe two nights. Then Friday I will only go home after work to change before heading to Terry’s—dirty laundry in tow! And I am sure that will be a late night—but an awesome one. Saturday will be it—the last day here. I am going to wake up Sunday morning at Belma’s—without email (who wants to start waging bets on if I go into work for the first time EVER on a weekend!) You will know if any of you get email from me on Sunday.

Okay okay, I must go to sleep—so thankful I am better!

“Every good and perfect gift comes from above”—the Bible—some verse, I think in Romans, I am too lazy to look up at 10:20!