i'm home finally.
here and ticking...alive. not bombed to death by a rail in London...thank God. i think He was looking out for us while we were over there.
a funny thing happened.
I was going through this bag in the back of my van- it has been sitting there for like- i don't know- ever since i packed up my stuff to move back home-to Michigan- anyways.
i found this old journal/book- with my old poems in it. i use to write alot...about personal stuff..like relationship stuff.
and it just makes me feel weird. all that creativity was inside me...being unleashed. gesh. it makes me think i'm not creative all NOW.
but i think i am. i just keep it inside more than i did before.
and it reminded me of somebody- and he knows who he is. cuz some of those poems were about him. old stuff too- from 1996! that was a while ago- whoah..

i'm waiting...with the phone next to me- for Joseph to call, cuz this will be the deciding night...if i move out to Jersey for sure...cuz then somebody will say YES to me living in their house- and it will be EXACTLY WHAT GOD HAD IN MIND- and it will be TOTALLY GOD...cuz it would'nt be anyother way. it wouldn't happen any other way. cuz we're both totally yielded to God- and what HE wants to happen...not our own wills anymore- only what God wants...even if it goes the way i don't want it to.

oh well. i will type more, wheni know more....
say LAH-VEE
april