Glory to God

God, who loves me too much to leave me as I am has been working, working, working in me just like he is in you and I am being pushed, shoved, dragged, wooed, loved and scared into embracing the real Him.

I'll give you the short menu: fear, criticalness and comparing. All in the fire with me. Only me coming out of the fire - please God. One neat experience last week was a real conversation with God. It was so real I could almost hear him talking out loud and it was so real that I knew it was real. That's a wierd statment of proof isn't it? Anyways, it was a conversation that went something along the lines of, "God, what's with this fear thing?" to which he replied, "You do seem rather occupied with that don't you?", and away we went. I actually laughed out loud at one point.

I just cannot get enough of the fact that God loves me so much that he makes my problems his problems, my issues his issues, my pain his pain, my sickness his sickness AND his joy my joy, his safety my safety, his love my love....I'm just flat out swimming in the facts of grace.

Ma and I have been praying together because we're both living the normal Christian life and our short menus (see above) are the same. And because we love each other and love walking this thing out together. Ma rocks.

Turning to the subject of healing detached tendons may I tell you that a man came for prayer today at church, had an MRI done on his arm that showed a detached tendon, could not lift or extend his arm and was headed for surgery next week. God told him to go get prayer, that he needed His glory in that arm. So Ma and Kayle and I prayed for him and after a while he could lift and extend his arm. You can't do that with a detached tendon. Yahoo! Glory to God!

One last thing. I have been thinking and praying for Devon, Christie and Sparrow and I want to declare that Sparrow is fully healed. She will bring much glory to God. Just like her Dad and Mom.

Pa