Of service...
I was awake tonight...nothing new about that, I can never sleep when I have to go to work early in the morning but this felt different. I prayed before I got in the bed but my mom and dad were talking so I couldn't really focus. They talked for most of the night, which is good, it's good to hear them talking. It's unusual but I rather like it. Lemme rephrase that, I don't like it, I don't hate it, but it feels correct to me, so I have no objection to it. That's more of an accurate answer. Anyways when dad left with Jay and Mom retired to her bed, I was wide awake...staring at the ceiling like always and something came over me. I don't know what it was but it felt like something was unfulfilled...I couldn't quite get a grasp of what though, so I turned on The Simpsons and caught the tail end of it, which was okay and then I prayed again. I stayed there on my knees and tried to listen for Him. In my head I pictured this house and I was running around in it opening every door and window to allow Him in...a breeze blown through, but that was it. So I kept asking and I stayed there for awhile.
I wish I knew what He was saying, I wish I knew what He wanted me to do. I did ask Him that whatever it is He wants me to do that He gives me the wisdom, skill and the opportunity to do it. This deodorant smells weird...it doesn't stink but it doesn't smell nice either...smells kinda like...cleaner I suppose...like something you'd clean your pipes with. I have a weird relationship with deodorants. Back to the topic at hand, what does He want from me? I tried to call Kimmy several times, went straight to voice mail...that was odd, I don't remember her phone ever doing that, but I suppose she must've been charging it or something, my guess anyways. 17 Days and she'll be here. I'm excited, if not a touch weirded out. Not because she's coming, no but because she's coming...if that makes any sense. Kinda one of those "Whoa, this is really happening, awesome! o.o" I'm not sure what's gonna happen when she gets here, I'm gonna try to have as much fun and time with her as possible. I just hope The Mouse doesn't take my pint of blood along with my time.
What do you want from me ? I'm trying to serve, I'm trying to...I'm willing to at least...What do you want from me ? I don't feel it anymore...not sure why or how that happened but I don't feel that unfulfilled feeling anymore so I guess that's good...but still...what was that? It's 6:00am...gotta check my bus schedule...I suppose I'll catch the 6:25 or the 6:35...*sigh* I wish I knew what He wanted. Anyways...I'm gonna...I don't know...man this deodorant smells weird...I really don't like it. It just smells...weird...I hope I don't stink...it's not stinky, just weird. Work, Home, Kimmy, Death Town & Dark Tower...hrm...I just noticed that 2 of the biggest stories by 2 amazing authors have the initials DT, must be a thing with D's and T's. But I digress. I'm done I think. Later.
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"Happiness comes out of contentment, and contentment always comes out of service."
-Harbhajan Singh Yogi
I wish I knew what He was saying, I wish I knew what He wanted me to do. I did ask Him that whatever it is He wants me to do that He gives me the wisdom, skill and the opportunity to do it. This deodorant smells weird...it doesn't stink but it doesn't smell nice either...smells kinda like...cleaner I suppose...like something you'd clean your pipes with. I have a weird relationship with deodorants. Back to the topic at hand, what does He want from me? I tried to call Kimmy several times, went straight to voice mail...that was odd, I don't remember her phone ever doing that, but I suppose she must've been charging it or something, my guess anyways. 17 Days and she'll be here. I'm excited, if not a touch weirded out. Not because she's coming, no but because she's coming...if that makes any sense. Kinda one of those "Whoa, this is really happening, awesome! o.o" I'm not sure what's gonna happen when she gets here, I'm gonna try to have as much fun and time with her as possible. I just hope The Mouse doesn't take my pint of blood along with my time.
What do you want from me ? I'm trying to serve, I'm trying to...I'm willing to at least...What do you want from me ? I don't feel it anymore...not sure why or how that happened but I don't feel that unfulfilled feeling anymore so I guess that's good...but still...what was that? It's 6:00am...gotta check my bus schedule...I suppose I'll catch the 6:25 or the 6:35...*sigh* I wish I knew what He wanted. Anyways...I'm gonna...I don't know...man this deodorant smells weird...I really don't like it. It just smells...weird...I hope I don't stink...it's not stinky, just weird. Work, Home, Kimmy, Death Town & Dark Tower...hrm...I just noticed that 2 of the biggest stories by 2 amazing authors have the initials DT, must be a thing with D's and T's. But I digress. I'm done I think. Later.
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"Happiness comes out of contentment, and contentment always comes out of service."
-Harbhajan Singh Yogi