My Dad

The wisest man I know, thought for the day:

What emotion is holding you back

from doing what you want?

What emotion is holding you back from your dreams?

the word

the other night i was house/dog sitting

i was real tired, had a long day,

and just found that my dog tore apart the birthday present

i was making for mom...

i got into bed and was starting to fall asleep when i had all sorts

of demonic crap start

all sorts of junk that woke me up before i had even really fallen asleep.

yuck.

i tried saying the name of Jesus and doing a little praying

but ended up crossing the street, calling my sister,

(thank goodness for sisters! (and their husbands!))

and going to sleep in my own bed.

so last night, after talking with my dad

i walked around that house reading the psalms out loud.

i had forgotten how powerful speaking the word out loud is.

it was so comforting and strengthening

and felt really good.

i hope to make it a regular happening when i get my own house.

(okay i was going to find some pretty/inspiring picture to put here

but i found this first and thought it was hilarious)