Let there be peace on earth and let it begin in me

Jesus.

That name's not cheap to me anymore.

When people talk of crying out that name I think of lying in that hospital floor heartbroken, and all I had left to say was ... "Jesus...oh Jesus." And He heard me. I know he did.

Tonight was a beautiful night. I don't feel some super intense spiritual high, but the HOLY SPIRIT so blessed me and served me tonight. I went to the Frontline Thursday night service at CRM and Matt and Joe played. My heart was just seizing with HURT and HEARTBREAK. Josh preached a good word about the WORD and how it doesn't return VOID! I loved it and needed it. He talked of Isaiah 40:8, "The grass withers and the flowers fail, but the word of the Lord stands forever." Forever. Forever. Forever.

You are faithful!

So I'm there and at the end, he says, "IF YOU'RE HURTING, WE WANT TO PRAY FOR YOU," and God reminded me of how Godly men and women are designed as a BODY as the CHURCH where we RISE to FIGHT for the hurts and hearts of one another and those we love...so I messed around for a while, then grabbed Autum and Fran and took them over to where Matt and Joe were and ASKED for PRAYER. And man, they didn't dissapoint...because they followed the SPIRIT and he DOESN'T FAIL. ever. I loved it. Wynter prayed with us as well, and they just ministered to me and spoke words of peace and encouragement and uplifted me in prayer and PRAISE GOD for friends. For brothers and sisters to whom I can CRY out to saying I'M HURTING and they will lay hands on me and PRAY for me...and RISE TO FIGHT on my behalf. Praise God. Praise God. Praise God. Allelujah. Amen.

Then, Autum and I went to Zio's with Fran, and then we looked at Christmas lights after dropping him off. They were so cool; beautiful.

Here's our "Christmas card," the picture for which was taken at President Webb's Christmas party. (So don't be deceived...we don't have a fireplace in our dorm room..haha) I like it a lot!

Merry Christmas to you!