Isaiah 59:1-2 "See, the Lord's hand is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear. Rather, your iniquities hae been barriers between you and your God, and your sins have bhidden his face from you so that he does not hear."

This is what keeps me from the Lord. I've confessed that there has been darkness in my eyes, and in my heart. And it says that if there is a bit of darkness in your eye then it consumes you whole body. And I can say yes. But, i've prayed for God to be Lord over my mind and everything that goes on in there and that he would be like an umbrella to shield any more attacks satan would try on my mind, and that all those attacks will just fall off, cuz the Lord is a shield about me, in mymind. And that God would scoop outta my mind anything that doesn't belong to Him, and then, if there's just a tiny little mustard seed left behind after He does that, I prayed that it would germinate and spread like fire over my mind and the rest of me would be consumed in His thoughts, in His ways, and I would change. Along with this, I prayed for a protection over my heart, and for God to clean house again. Inside my heart. There might be cobwebs and stinky clothes that haven't been washed in years, but i'm willing to let him clean my stinky-clothes, not matter how horrible they might be. Although, I wish I could wash them myself. But I can't.

So, after doing this, I reflect on that verse- The Lord's hand isn't too short. It is long and it can save me again. New every morning, remember? Also, I am not talking to a blank wall anymore. I never have been. Satan wanted to convice me that I was, or was that just my own thinking? Who knows anymore. Sometimes i can't tell the difference. Sad, huh? SO, the Lord isn't deaf, He can hear me.

So, I welcome the day, waking up at around 9:00-ish, and now it is 11:35- I have lunch already. Well, it's partly lunch and breakfast. I might send something to DQ today, and try to get a hold of Tummy, so she can send pictures to work-- I gotta find the address though. I'm sure Carla and Mark would love to hear from me, along with the rest of the crew....I will type them, and Ellen can post it. I should also email Ms. Lee.
I was thinking of her, as i cleaned dishes.

Well, I shall dash and take a shower now. shave my legs possibly, I'm a furry little mokey. Well, not really :)
sweet spring song