Meet the MotorManiac

Tonight I was just pulling my truck out of the driveway. The traffic to the left had stopped for me and I had a clear gap in the oncoming from the right. It was one of those hours. Out of nowhere, it seems the traffic from the right was speeding at me so I excelerated so that they wouldn't have to slow down so much. Not a close call by any means.

When out of NOWHERE the motorcycle in the lead starts tailing me and comes up alongside my backend on the leftside of the vehicle, riding the double yellow line. He stays there. I'm thinking he's insane. He is. So then he passes me on the right and as he is he turns looks straight at me, puts his hand up to his face with his first two fingers pointing to his eyes (like Meet the Parents) and speeds away. Like, I'm watching you. Yeah okay Satan, way to try to scare me. I pulled into Trader Joes, got my milkshake goodies, a couple bottles of French reds and ran into wonderful Rob Roberts on my way out.

I know that person was clearly acting on some sort of demonic prompting. A lady told me earlier this week how her husband was in line at a store and the woman in front of him, really nicely dressed, turned out, looked him straight in the eye and said, "Your family is going to fail." She proceed to turn around, place her order and that was it. Kooky.

I remember before God really got a hold of me that I had similar outbursts. I would seemingly lose complete control of myself and be so rude or angry or just disgusting that I even shocked myself. God is good. Thank you for saving me.

Talked to Dad tonight. He is so cute. He sounds pretty ill, but he assures me he's not. His arthawrongis is hurting him...but he also assures me he is going to live many more years, well into age. I think I laughed. Would you look at his faith? Faith is not blind if it is based on something God told you. God must have spoken pretty clearly to him for him to remain so positive in the face of the continual barrage of bad news coming his way. God bless him and heal him.

I'm looking forward to Friday night as I am taking the youth group out to a play. Pretty exciting. We are going to AstroBurger first. Also, very exciting. And I've arranged for a backstage tour for them so they can ask questions or just understand it all a little better. The changes in the group structure and leadership have me wondering what God has planned. Tonight my pastor's wife really encouraged me and put many of my worries to rest. She said they were realising that youth group didn't have to be done the way it has always been done. That a woman can lead it...it doesn't have to be a man. That's incredible. We'll see, huh? No wonder Mr. MotorManiac was after me after that conversation.

I'm happy to be alive. God is renewing me. I have this sense of purpose because of this new endeavor with the kids...with LCi going well...dog walking is well, dog walking (great on the figure, but a bit tiring)...and my dad so up in spirits, he might just float away. I reiterate, God is good.

(Oh and Monday I went back to my old mentorship group that I hadn't made it to in 10 months. God re-confirming the direction, renewing my faith...in the unseen promises and reconnecting me with old friends. Just wonderful!)

Paix.