Exceedingly and Abundantly
There is so much going on in my life right now I just don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Last Friday, I was offered a position with a Naval Contractor, however, on Monday I received an e-mail from another Naval Contractor who works with one of the major shipyards on the Peninsula. You know, for all the time I spent looking in all the wrong places it is funny how God is bringing all the right places to me. Exceedingly and abundantly, indeed.
Here In My Dreams
Have you ever had a really graphic dream about someone you barely talk to? Well remember MiddleSchoolCrush? I dreamt about him last night. I am not going to get into a lot of details, but he was really good in bed*. See what happens when you don’t have sexy time for a long time? You start thinking about peen you never even had. Now I have that weird feeling I get after a graphic dream, like I need to call him or message him on facebook just to see…I don’t know if it was good to him too? LOL. I won’t do that…but I will “like” one of his statuses in lieu of sending an awkward, “Hey” message.
Statistics is hard y’all. That is all I have to say about that. I should have given more thought to what I was going to take as my first class. If I make it out with a “C” I will be happy.
I don’t know about anyone else, but I have been looking at Miss Beasley’s syllabus (yes, second graders have syllabi) and they are learning some heavy duty stuff. I am happy I am back in school, now I can keep up. This month they are studying matter, learning how to write a fictional story and learning about the government. That sounds like my senior year in high school.
I went to church on Sunday for the first time in a long time. The service held a little long, but the message was awesome. There was a certain point in the sermon where the Bishop posed the question, “Where were you with the anointing?” This was an excellent question. I sat in the pew and wondered where I had been with my anointing. It’s been to the club, in a hotel room, enjoying herbal supplements, hugged up in a bed with a married man, passed out in the front of a Toyota Camry, it’s been everywhere. That question was so powerful that I find before I agree to go somewhere or do something, that I hear that little voice asking, “Where are you taking your anointing?”