Three days left

Well, it is the end of Exhaustion Week…Fun Week. I meant to say, Fun Week. Yes, indeedy, folks, we had barrels ‘n’ barrels — yea, bucketloads — of Fun during Fun Week! The Fun began on Monday with a barbecue at Corey Russell’s house, during which a large portion of our internship was thrown in the pool. I stayed dry, thank you very much. And if that group of guys had tried to throw me in the pool…well, they probably would have succeeded, ’cause there were a lot of them, but I would’ve left them with some nice souvenirs. Black eyes, teeth marks, and groin kicks. That’s how I roll.

Heh. Anyway. So about Tuesday: we spent 12 hours in the prayer room…10:00 a.m. to 10:00 p.m. It went quickly…quite enjoyable, actually. I spent some time looking through the five or six journals I’ve filled up during the internship. Wish I’d read more of the Bible that day, actually…I had a good time with Him during the evening. Oh, and I prayed on the mic during the 8:00. Usually Tracey assigns groups to pray during that set — at first it was core groups, then it was E-12s — but last night was open mic. One guy who wasn’t an intern snuck in; otherwise, it was all Onething on the mic. I prayed the Aaronic blessing out of Numbers 6:24-27 over the internship. I didn’t want to…Ojos and Fearless Leader convinced me. “Come on…serve the prayer room one more time,” Fel coaxed me. So I did. I kept my prayer short and only did one cycle, because a lot of us were lined up to pray. The interns liked it. “I’ve been blessed by a Jewish girl!” (Stiles)

On Wednesday we had the 10:00 intercession, then we did a scavenger hunt all afternoon and met at Chipotle on State Line for dinner. My group was Killer (who drove, because her car had AC and mine didn’t), Sardonyx, Stiles, Grace, and me. Grace was amazing. She figured out the clues very quickly and knew where almost everything was (the Falkners have been here for like forever). I don’t think we would’ve finished the scavenger hunt without her. And Killer was very calm and collected while driving in a strange city; I was impressed.

Still…I think we would’ve had more fun if we’d ditched the hunt and just hung out on the Plaza or something. I think most of the other cars had a lot more fun than we did. That’s probably just my perception, though. (Edit note: Nope, I was right the first time.) I went to Shiloh after we got back, just to settle myself. I walked and picked flowers. (Or weeds, I don’t know which, but they sure smelled good. I gave them to Tracey…who has allergies, I later realized.) After my walk, I went to our last BURN class. It was pretty intense. Corey turned up the heat, I think…we haven’t “burned” like that in a while. I mean, I love Misty, who taught us the last two weeks while Corey was out of town — but there’s a reason Corey Russell teaches BURN and not anyone else. The man is like a walking furnace.

Thursday we had our last core group time (go here for pics). Fel and Withit took us to the little garden near the Nelson-Atkins. Stiles brought her guitar and we worshiped together for a while. Then we sat in a circle and whispered sweet nothings to each other. Actually, they were substantially more than sweet nothings — words of encouragement, discernment of our hearts, etc. Very edifying and encouraging. After that we came home and everyone got dressed up to go out to dinner. I wasn’t sure what to wear, so Grace let me borrow a dress. We’re about the same size. It’s pretty cool to be able to fit in Grace Falkner’s clothes. So yeah, we went to Cinzetti’s, an Italian market and buffet place. It was fun, I guess…good food, lots of talking, chaotic at times. We all went out to see Cars next. It was fun. Not as good as I expect from PIXAR and very predictable, but still a fun movie. Go here for some pics from the day.

Today is packing day. We have the 2:00 devo set in a few minutes, and tonight is The Last Shebang. I made a movie of one of CJ’s infamous dance moves from Killer’s birthday party a few months ago. It’s pretty funny…I think I will post it on Photobucket at some point.

Saturday is deep clean, all day. At night we will have a party at Angel’s…move out Sunday morning. I already moved a bunch of boxes to my friend’s house this morning, so I’m almost all ready to move out.

Oh, Misty’s out there on the keys now. Time to go and be with Jesus. Hey, one more thing. Yesterday I was feeling all awkward about dressing up, because I…well, I just don’t. But He told me, “Walk in beauty,” which sounds corny but was what I needed. Later, when we were going home after the movie, He told me I was pretty and that He had enjoyed me that evening. That meant a lot to me…*teary-eyed* I love this Man. Never seen Him, but I love Him. Okay…time to go spend time with Him in the secret place of prayer. Song of Solomon 2:14, baby!!