I fully intended to craft a post last night while watching “Lost.” However, I found it difficult to type while gnawing on what use to be fingernails, and are now bloody appendages.
The body count y’all. It was almost too much to bear. I say almost, because Ben is still alive. In our area, “Lost” has been moved to 10:00. An unfortunate change. At episodes end, as I attempt sleep, I lay in the dark, eyes wide open beneath my black zorro mask muttering, “What just happened?”
Not conducive to blog posting. Or sleeping. And add in getting up at 4:30 am, well, WOOHOO, bring on the caffeine.
Don’t forget, I’m hosting a “Stand Up and Testify” carnival to go along with the devotional we’re going through in the Busy Mom’s Club on Modays. (Or B.M. Club) One commenter asked me, “Um, are you sure about B.M. Club? Really really sure?”
I say, no, just kidding, but really, whenever I get together with other moms in the trenches, the conversation inevitable disintegrates into talk of poop. Why is that?
So, join me Monday, April 28th, when I’ll be posting my testimony. Why I believe what I believe. I’ve never done anything like that before here at It Coulda’ Been Worse. But, because of a series of events, through comments, and in light of all the false teaching associated with a certain media giant who has the initials O.W., I’m inspired to do this. BTW, Lysa is posting about this very subject all this week, and is doing quite an eloquent job.
I’ll put up Mr. Linky, so you can join me, if you feel led. And I hope you do join me, because I’m really really nervous about the whole thing. My blog has never been known for heavy spiritual content.
Have a wonderful Friday, and I’ll see you tomorrow for Saturday Stirrings.