Two of my most favourite friends Skyped with me yesterday, and we set dates that they’re going to come visit me.¬†YAY!

(They did, however, choose my husband’s birthday weekend. Poor guy. He’s such a sweetheart, & a trooper.)

I can’t help but wonder what the beaches will be like when my friends arrive in August.
How long will it take the oil to reach our beaches?
Of course, we can get over to the other coast pretty easily if the west coast beaches are contaminated with oil globs.

I looked at a few hundred photos of the oil spill on a news site this morning, and I can’t help but think that it’s so much bigger, so much deeper, so much more of an impact globally than the initial thoughts on it.
It has to be, because everything is connected.

Amidst these photos, there are all sorts of hate signs against BP, which I understand, but the thing is, BP really isn’t the problem. (Not that they’re innocent, by any means.)

They’re responsible for this ONE devastating situation. (1 of 100 in as many years)
So am I. Continue reading “B**ches”

22 Days

I (John) have the painful habit of being consistent in things that don’t matter and/or are very hurtful/selfish.
As always, I am in desperate need of change and grace. I am wrong.

So, 22 days and we need some significant prayer from any friends who pray.  Please ask for our hearts to be broken for our own sinfulness (mine especially) and selfishness. And pride.

At times like these we can see His faithfulness, even when we are so unfaithful.