My car's fur coat

Ok. I intentionally refused to blog about it before, but I guess I'll fess up anyway. About a couple weeks ago I hit another deer on my way home from Walmart. I don't know why the blasted thing had to wait until she saw my headlights to dart out in front of me. It was terrible. I pulled over and looked back and it was laying there in the middle of the road dead. I burst into tears. And then I started to hyperventalate. Then the dead dear came out of a coma and jumped up and limped out of the street. So maybe it was only half dead. I still cried the whole way home "NO MORE DEER! NO MORE DEER!!"

Then I moved on. I got over it. Two weeks later and today that deer came back to haunt me. I don't know why, but I hadn't noticed it before. I saw some dirt on my car and I went over to flick it off and then I noticed strands of something sticking out of the bumper of my car. Then I realized it was deer FUR!!! I looked closer and my head light was cracked and my hood is just a little bit dented, you can barely notice it. I don't know why I didn't notice it over the past two weeks. Maybe I wouldn't have been able to handle it if I saw it any sooner. Or maybe my car was just puking out deer remnants that got sucked inside at the time of the drive-by deerslaughter.
Two deer in less than two months. I'll start becoming desensitized after this. Next deer I strike down maybe I'll have it's head mounted on someone's wall.

Or better yet, maybe I'll save the deer fur and tape it into my journal as a keepsake. Haha! No, I'm not that sick. That brilliant idea was just for my roommies.

Little miracles are the God moments

I was just reminded today that if God wants you to do something, it's awesome at how easily he makes it happen.

Shortly after Katrina, I felt it pressed upon my heart so serve somehow in the relief efforts. Actually, the thought hadn't really occured until my mother suggested it after she saw an insert in a church bulletin. So I looked into a few places and got my contact info out there. But I didn't hear much, so I just waited. Then in September I found out that the Bridge was sending teams out and figured that this was a good opportunity to get out there. After September and October's opportunities went by, I was invited to join for the November or December team. It was more practical for me to go in December so I asked to be signed up. So I'm going to Slidell, LA for a week next month to help with the Katrina relief. No problem getting the time off with work.
The funny part is that all the impromptu meetings they've held, I alway had to work. I couldn't make one of them! Last meeting was on a Sunday and I always have Sundays off, but this particular day I was scheduled to work! I got an email that the meeting for the December team was going to be held this Tuesday. I have been working every single Tuesday since July! July 5th to be exact. So today being Friday and the meeting being 4 days away, I thought I would have to beg for the night off and hope that they would give it to me. I called ABC and started with the whole I have an important meeting sob story. Dom told me that I wasn't even on the schedule for Tuesday! Coincidence? I think not!
I just love those God moments where things just come together.
If you think of it, pray for not only my group, but all the other teams and individuals bringing to this desolate community a sense of hope and rebirth. Pray for saftey and that the necessary funds come through so that volunteers who serve down there have the the opportunity to mentor and witness to our neighbors whpo are trying to rebuild and move forward.

Ranting RaNdoM ramblings

1. Beauty in the beast.
How is it that a person may appear perfectly fine and normal on the outside but inwardly they are wasting away and a mess of a person, spiritually, physically, mentally, emotionally.....they've forgotten who they are and who they were created to be; but others who seem to have lost it all, or may have had some disaster happen to them, and the Lord shines through them more visibally then a bright morning sunrise? It is a desire to have what they have. Contentment. Trust. Confidence. Kindness. Compassion. Patience. Love. Joy. Peace. That kind of peace that abundently flows down into the heart and pours out to those around you, to strangers even, like me. To the one with the buldging tumors on your forehead. You don't know me. We never met. I don't even know your name. But when I see you I am changed. Your heart for the Lord speaks volumes. You are a beautiful person and it is evident that you are loved by many. If I ever do meet you I could rest assured that your presence alone would bless me because your cup runneth over and spills to those around you. God Bless you and may you find healing as you've healed others. Your sister in Christ.

2. How do you wear your faith: Long johns or a long jacket?
For another who seems to pull everything together because that is what is expected of you. Do not try to heal your own pain. Be brave and delight in the Lord. The things that once made you happy is like sand slipping between your fingers. God is your rock. He will not slip away unless you cast him away. You are a Christian and you love the Lord who gave you everything. Yet you hide your faith sometimes so others may not see. That is not what you were made to do. Expose your hurt and your weakness and be restored. Claim your God as your protective covering and he will surround you and keep you safe. What good are your intentions if that what you intended never comes to be?

3. A clam named JOB.
You are a clam. And something gets inside you that you don't like or want. You feel it doesn't belong there. It's uncomfortable; painful; it hurts something terrible and agitates you. You wrestle with it constantly and you wonder why you must endure this. After a while of what may seem like an eternity this "inconvience" becomes something that is of great value to someone else. Something very prescious and desired by others. It could never of happened without the struggle.

4. Does being a Christian make you a different breed of human?
Being a Christian doesn't make you a different breed of human. You don't accept Christ and wake up the next morning with a prefect life or with all the answers. We are all in the same boat. We all struggle with the same things, confusions, frustrations, temptations. The only difference is that we recognize there is a God who wants to save us from dangerous waters but the people who do not know Christ want to enjoy the swim without a life-vest and are headed straight toward raging waters where they will eventually drown. Those of us who know Christ have somethin to hope for, something to trust in. Being a Christian doesn't excuse us from having trials, hurts, doubts, fears, and temptations. God lets these things happen to remind you of how much you need him. He is there to help you keep running the race of life. You will gain the strength to keep going and not wipe out and quit.