The waiting game
Hello again my beleaguered buddies (Who am I kidding? Only Kristen is reading this)! Welcome to another game of "Lets get through the week!" And "Fight off the stress and fleshly battles!"
But you know what, actually I have a lot to be thankful for. I have prayed for Kristen for a while to find out for herself if Mishkan Daviyd was the right place for her to be. I mean I know it is for me, because of the preparation work that God did in my life starting when I was about 16 years old--introducing me to Messianic Judaism. By reason of the guy who introduced me to it, I was turned off right away. But I knew there was something to it. Or I would not have worn a Chay on my man bag or danced with a tallit at youth services. But also there was a doctrinal preparation. From years of listening to Chuck Missler and a confrontation with Calvinism and Passover, there was much prep work. But most of all, it feels right to be there. I feel like a part of the spiritual move that is going on there. I haven't felt that at First Assembly in years. But this Shabbath, I watched God touch and minister to Kristen in such an awesome supernatural way--in a prophetic work--that I know He is answering prayer. He is touching her view of Him and showing her that she belongs at Mishkan (and with me-hehe).
So Kristen and I had a lot of fun on Saturday. We went to fellowship, watched my favorite college football team lose, slept, yatayata, had the most awesome spaghetti dinner, and then I played man-baby until I was tucked into bed. I wish every day could be like that.
Sunday night was a lot of fun too. We went to a surprise birthday party for one of my best friends--Allen Halquist. He was happy to see me even though he jabbed at me for not spending a lot of time with him. But I found out that he is beginning to doubt some of that healing house business by way of a discussion we had about generational sins. I would like very much to discuss that with him. He did say that he was too busy to do a lot of thinking about it, but might enjoy a discussion. I think it's one of the greatest crimes of humanity for a society to be built upon people being too busy to think. I'm not just saying crime to show disapproval--I disdain, abhor, and denigrate a society that is here to there and back again with no "why?"! But I got to reminisce with some of the old crew from First Assembly and show Kristen a good-sized portion of who I used to be and to an extent still am somewhere deep in there. It was fun. There was so much laughter and it felt good to work a crowd again. My favorite was the "ahhhhhhhhhh" story about Joey Wehmann. But I felt pretty bad when we turned the story to talking about people who weren't there.
But as to the title of this long winded entry herein lies. I went to the Palladium to talk to them about a possible job there. But the guy who I need to talk to is out of town and will not be back until Monday. Which also means I should wait until Tuesday or Wednesday of next week to talk to him about it. So this is the game I'm playing. Ready...get set...wait! But all in the Lord's timing. I mean, in Him it all works out.
But you know what, actually I have a lot to be thankful for. I have prayed for Kristen for a while to find out for herself if Mishkan Daviyd was the right place for her to be. I mean I know it is for me, because of the preparation work that God did in my life starting when I was about 16 years old--introducing me to Messianic Judaism. By reason of the guy who introduced me to it, I was turned off right away. But I knew there was something to it. Or I would not have worn a Chay on my man bag or danced with a tallit at youth services. But also there was a doctrinal preparation. From years of listening to Chuck Missler and a confrontation with Calvinism and Passover, there was much prep work. But most of all, it feels right to be there. I feel like a part of the spiritual move that is going on there. I haven't felt that at First Assembly in years. But this Shabbath, I watched God touch and minister to Kristen in such an awesome supernatural way--in a prophetic work--that I know He is answering prayer. He is touching her view of Him and showing her that she belongs at Mishkan (and with me-hehe).
So Kristen and I had a lot of fun on Saturday. We went to fellowship, watched my favorite college football team lose, slept, yatayata, had the most awesome spaghetti dinner, and then I played man-baby until I was tucked into bed. I wish every day could be like that.
Sunday night was a lot of fun too. We went to a surprise birthday party for one of my best friends--Allen Halquist. He was happy to see me even though he jabbed at me for not spending a lot of time with him. But I found out that he is beginning to doubt some of that healing house business by way of a discussion we had about generational sins. I would like very much to discuss that with him. He did say that he was too busy to do a lot of thinking about it, but might enjoy a discussion. I think it's one of the greatest crimes of humanity for a society to be built upon people being too busy to think. I'm not just saying crime to show disapproval--I disdain, abhor, and denigrate a society that is here to there and back again with no "why?"! But I got to reminisce with some of the old crew from First Assembly and show Kristen a good-sized portion of who I used to be and to an extent still am somewhere deep in there. It was fun. There was so much laughter and it felt good to work a crowd again. My favorite was the "ahhhhhhhhhh" story about Joey Wehmann. But I felt pretty bad when we turned the story to talking about people who weren't there.
But as to the title of this long winded entry herein lies. I went to the Palladium to talk to them about a possible job there. But the guy who I need to talk to is out of town and will not be back until Monday. Which also means I should wait until Tuesday or Wednesday of next week to talk to him about it. So this is the game I'm playing. Ready...get set...wait! But all in the Lord's timing. I mean, in Him it all works out.