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Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Loving the Lord pt 2

Okay so to chronicle more of my Loving Jesus expeditions,
I went out and bought myself this tiny hard-cover book wherein I am scribbling love-notes to Jesus. I'm not very spontaneous with my expressions, out loud anyway, so I have a hard time sitting there thinking of things to say without repeating the age old "I love you Lord, thank you for everything you do for me, Lord--" and I wanted to get comfortable calling the Lord some things other than "Lord"...if you know what I mean. That's how it is in my prophecy book too, all the way through. "Lord," this and that "Lord," this and that. The Lord--uhh, make that...Jesus-- must be annoyed.
So yes, this is where my notebook comes in handy. I sit down with a trusty pen in hand and scrawl out pictures and sentences and one-word praises and prayers to the Lord. It's kinda corny and artsy, like something I'd do with my husband.
But anyway.
I started writing this prayer and it came out exactly like the culmination of every single cliche praise kiss I've ever heard throughout my life. It was SOOO cliche...just so...normal. But then I realized it's okay, because those were the things that were ACTUALLY entering my head, things I actually wanted to say. And what does the Lord care if they're cliche or not? They're the first time for ME, and that's all that matters. Heh.
I will get the hang of it. I promise.
All that said, be happy for me.

PS: Thanks to Elaina the Clever, all of our posts will now be two days ahead...(until we can redeem ourselves. I expect it will take a few posts.)


Anonymous nina said...

I *am* happy for u, Flo! --And ur idea sounds like fun! Wish I was artsy, too, but oh, PTL, we can each b ourselves, & that's what He wants! :)

10/10/2005 11:13 PM  

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