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If you are in my 'demographic group', you have most likely seen the movie from the 80's The Breakfast Club. For people my age, it was a first to exemplify the teen angst that goes on in all types of kids from different cliques. It taught us that even if you are from different backgrounds, interests, and socioeconomic lines, you can get to a point of commonality. Let's get back to the point- As I went for a jog in my neighborhood Sunday morning, I was thoroughly enjoying the sabbath my superstar encouraged me to take and enjoy. (PS-Congratulations to the star for today is our 13th Wedding Anniversary. I love her more today than ever, and long to kiss her on the mouth and hold her in my arms.) My first thought was to walk up to the park and run there because it is so beautiful. But I felt prompted to run through our neighborhood. As I created my own route 'up the hill' (that's how they refer to the hill in our neighborhood-you either live up the hill o...

What is it about music that my soul resonates with? Upon hearing almost any type of music whatsoever, I sense God more keenly-or at least I think I do. Music for some reason particularly enhances any spiritual experience I have. Wherever. Whatever. Music enhances my senses of the Holy Spirit speaking to me, moving in me, showing me what to see. Even as I sit in the airport in Albany, NY after a LLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG week of sit and get, I listen to my ipod and I am immediately tuned in to seeing things more clearly with my eyes. The people about me pop more. The sunshine is brighter. The bricks are straighter. The sky is bluer. My inner spirit bounces along with the beat. It tunes me in and tunes the 'world' out. I am not really sure how to explain it. Or if I am? But music allows my mind, my heart, and my soul to meander through thoughts and ideas that I don't think I would normally land on without music falling through my head. Of particu...

This week has been such an incredible week. After nearly two years, the kkft finally landed in our new apartment in Brooklyn. It is an area that we never considered, it is bigger, badder, and better than we ever expected, we love the neighborhood, and we have parked our van at the front door of our building each night. (Even parked the moving truck there on Monday night) It is an incredible place, and as I shared with small group on Tuesday, it is overwhelming to me to see a glimpse of the Glory of God shine on me. I am not worthy to receive these incredible things. A couple of people have said something to me about the fact that superstar and I have been so faithful over the last two years that this is the only thing that would have happened. I think that is pretty flippin sweet. We truly engaged with following Him, and He continues to bless us beyond our comprehension. Engage, participate, and elevate your game-TODAY.

It is a blessing from the incredible God we serve. To land in the 11218 area code. I lay in our new apartment tonight on our raised up bed from Dad, and feel the gentle cool breeze flowing into the front window. This is a beautiful place, and I can't even believe I get to live here. My girls were so excited to sleep on their new bunks tonight. Pastor, the Yankee, kushmonkey, and my boy p all came to serve us. P did most of the work, and I am so thankful for his time and energy. All the toil and energies that were used in getting the kkft here, and now I get to rest on this bed. Thank you God, for guiding our steps to get here. Thank you for this beautiful place. And thank you for the block party that is happening Saturday-welcome to the neighborhood as my new neighbor said this afternoon. I can't wait to see what awaits us here in the WT. Today, tomorrow, and beyond. See you in the neighborhood.

This morning, as I sat at Mariner Park in Detroit, I knew it was the last time that I would spend my quiet time there as an employee at DMA. The last year has been so very cool for me, and the culminating activity was attending the 8th grade graduation last night after flying back to the D. The ceremony was in a church in the D, and as I sat there and watched and listened, it was very cool to pray for the 'class of 2009' hoping fro greatness in each of their lives. But this week also brought a lot of 'lasts' to T$'s world. The last night staying in a hotel in Brooklyn. The last trip to and from being a non-resident. The last trip to the D as a person that is stationed in the D. The last time driving down 94. The last time of this and the last time of that. It still doesn't seem like Monday we will move in to our new home in WT. Perhaps it doesn't seem like it because I know in the back of my head that the kkft won't all be there full time truly ...

The journey from R town to NYC has been long, and I dare say the most fruitful journey I have ever been involved in. Saturday, I ran an 'official' 5k for the Blue Water Hospice. I was sponsored by some fantastic co-workers to run the race. I didn't start the pavement on fire with my level of speed, but I did finish without walking in 34:06. If you read my post about doing the 5k on the treadmill, I have improved my time by more than two minutes since then. But I must tell you that the entire experience was a spiritual one. As we started the race, I ran among many people. All taking their own pace and approach to the race. All (I think) working to accomplish something, perhaps a goal that they set long ago, perhaps a goal they set that morning. But as my vision lost focus on the heads 'bouncing' around me, and as I clearly felt God confirming my efforts over the last (nearly) two years, I felt like he was saying to me-ok. Now your training is complete. Now...