Flag-raising

Happy Birthday, Family. And I say this with a tiny tingling of something that feels like it has just begun in the toes and has a long way to go until it reaches my fingers, but is surely on its way.
I have never been so excited about the Family and my involvement in it than during this feast. It really is amazing. I'm not just riding along anymore, I have to get out and pull. It's not about me barely staying on top anymore, it's about having the faith that I AM OKAY, and going out and saving others. I still feel like a mole boring a hole into the ground sometimes, but I'm going to get me some of that courage that can face the sun and let it shine a searchlight through the massive hole that is me. And you! And us! And we!
It always takes a while for the Word to soak in when I'm just reading it and taking it in to myself. But when I start letting it pass through, when I'm witnessing or reading word with the young teens, or thanking the Lord for it, I get it so much quicker, and I get so excited about it; like opening both windows to let the wind through.
I just KNOW you are as excited as I am. And I am so happy to know that there are bunches of others that feel the same way that I do.