And now for something completely different

I am almost done with the latest batch of gigantic chocolate bars that Killer gave me. Her master plan behind blessing me with dark chocolate is, and I quote, “To make you fat.” I should resist, I know…but it tastes so good…

In other news, I think the prophecy rooms are getting easier. Today I went and sat in the prayer room, first to quiet my heart and second to pray for the prophecy teams and for the people receiving prophecy. It went pretty well today. I’ve gotten used to the structure and don’t mind doing the opening or closing prayer, and I think I’m finally getting back into the flow of easily listening to the Spirit. Plus, my friend Gem, who lived across the hall during my internship, turned up in my prophecy room. That was fun.

I still am dealing with my own heart stuff…it’s been hard to hear Jesus lately, although I am always touched by how faithful He is to speak through me in the prophecy rooms. I’ve been smiling more lately; the pool of stagnant sadness inside seems to be dissipating, if slowly. The L-rd keeps nudging me about different things I should give up to Him–like my exercise habits (or lack thereof).

Another thing He’s brought to mind is that I need to get my car taken care of. I have a Missouri driver’s license, but my title, plates, and insurance are all still Minnesotan. I have a bunch of tasks to do before I can “convert” to Missourism. It’s like one of those action-adventure platforming games with the annoyingly long chain of tasks, where you have to move a box, then climb a rope and flip over a yawning gap, then race against a lowering gate, all to reach a tiny little switch that opens one door. Here is the puzzle I have to do: find a junkyard so I can find a new rim, then take my car to IHOP’s resident mechanic and get him to replace the dented rim, then take my car and get it re-inspected, then go to the DMV and get my plates and title, then get Missouri car insurance. I realized I’ve been putting it off for far too long (although being consumed with that huge work project was a good excuse).

Of course, that could be because part of me is still loyal to Minnesota. I miss the little holographic loon from my MN DL. And Missouri plates are ugly.

Excuses. Anyway. I have prayer room again tonight at 10:00, then Hotness, Killer, Gem and I are going to do something. We don’t know what. But whatever we do, it’ll cheer me up.