Speaking

Well my dear daughter and son-in-law discovered by accident yesterday that there will be a Green Bay Packer and Denver Bronco pre-season game on the day I arrive in Colorado. I get a call from them asking me how tired I think I might be from my trip. They are wondering if I might be up to go see the game. Talk about a shot of adrenaline to my veins. Oh like I’d be too tired to see my boys play. Please! This is going to be totally awesome. We are even in the 12th row Packer side. Woohoo!!!

I see where blogspot now has zillions of gadgets I can add to my blog. I tried a couple but they have kind of a tacky quality to them so I got rid of most of them. I did of course save three…..one for my Packers, a daily bible verse and world clocks. The world clocks are set for three different areas. Number one clock is for Iraq, where my baby is going to be in a few weeks, number two is for Colorado, where my dear son-in-law is and the third is for Pennsylvania, where we are at. There is a 7 hour time difference between here and there. I’ll always be thinking around that while she is gone.

Oh there is a lot going on in my heart today. So much so that the head just can’t keep up with it. If I could wrap my head around it I’m not sure I would be able to share it here anyway. Some things are only between heart and Spirit. It is the Spirit that is the only one that can translate the language of the heart. For me to try to verbalize that core of my being and what it is feeling would be pointless. I’m not able to. But I can close my eyes, allow my heart to open, know the Spirit hears it and I can wait for the Spirit to speak to me. The tears I shed are part of the surrender. Even speaking of Spirit in my limited language is not adequate. Spirit isn’t a ‘the’ Spirit is who. But I’m probably getting more confusing as I type so I think I shall just close my eyes some more and let my heart speak.

May God’s rich blessings be poured out on you all.