I Have a Tendency to Make Myself Laugh

Sunday: Sunday was of course the busiest day of the weekend for me. This Sunday was SIC’s 2 year anniversary so I went to the church early to decorate and create a party atmosphere. We did the best we could with our time and budget and the sanctuary looked pretty festive. The service was off the hook! We had kids dancing around with streamers, choir members blowing little party horns, and people wearing those cone hats you wear at children’s birthday parties! People were jumping, dancing and praising God. Worship was powerful too, especially after Pastor Julia came up. I love that woman, she is so anointed; but not only that she loves God and His people. I admire her so much. Anyway we had our praise and worship and then Bishop came up and wrapped up his series on tithes and offerings. It was a good word and after the giving he gave a powerful alter call. People came up for salvation and deliverance like always… but you could sense that there was something different in the atmosphere. Pastor Julia came up and asked anyone if they needed healing. People came up but she didn’t feel that everyone was down there yet. She persisted and finally called out a gentleman who has been coming for a while. This man who hadn’t walked in 2 years rolled his wheelchair down the aisle to the alter. Pastor Julia then read in Acts about the man who was lame from birth and Peter and John told him to get up and walk. Then this man began to rise (with the help of some men in the church) and began to use his legs in ways that he hadn’t been able to in years. God reminded me on Sunday that miracles do still happen. Everything about that service was powerful. God moved in a mighty way.

Super Bowl: See the super bowl felt like a completely different day to me because Sunday morning was so power packed! But the super bowl did definitely had moments worth mentioning. The game… well this year I actually didn’t watch the game much. I know the reffs sucked, and that we really could have won if it was called differently; and I’d like to say that I cared… but I didn’t. Not really. Because the party was held at my parent’s house I had somewhat of a responsibility to be a decent hostess. So I spent part of the super bowl supervising the children in the hot tub… who ignored my rule of no splashing me. These kids didn’t know me from Adam so I don’t think they felt the need to obey as much as some of the kids I know would have… cuz those kids know that I would go a bit crazy on them. Anyway after watching the children Vincent challenged me to a game of Yatzee for a point. That’s right ladies and gentlemen a point. It’s been a while since we have competed for something on paper but we decided to go for it. I wasn’t really thrilled (I really didn’t feel like much of a winner that day in general) but I played. So yeah now the score is 5-5 because Vincent won. So while Seahawks fans across the world were mourning yesterday Vincent fans were ecstatic. Because he gave them a glimmer of hope that he could possibly win this thing. I say whatever… and while I know whatever’s whatever that is still my official response. Do I have a comeback point plan? No. Do I feel that I need one? No. To be honest I will probably just stumble on to a point anyway. So Vincent got to enjoy a bit of victory last night… and watch me pout… cuz yeah I’m a really bad loser. I’m working on it, but for the most part… I just can’t lose.