Not that we should limit God by time. Definitely not! I, nor hubby, could grasp all that was being spoken. Now I have heard black pastors speak before and I know they can be amazing. I enjoy listening to Dr. Tony Evans, for one. They definitely know how to preach the Word. But - and I'm not being critical, this is the third time I've watched a live-stream service of this church, two all the way through, and I'm still not feeling this is where we are to be a part. I'm sure we would love the people, and they us; our friends go there and that is always a plus to go somewhere you already know someone. Hubby and I discussed this quite a bit yesterday and have decided to continue looking. We will continue to watch online until we find one that draws us. Part of me is struggling in that my friends tell me that this church was filled with the Holy Spirit every week. So.... because I'm not 'feeling it', does that mean that I don't have the Holy Spirit within me? Wouldn't it draw me to where He is? I believe He would.... unless that is not the place where He can use me, use us, for His Kingdom work. I believe that there is a place that we are to be - we need to just continue to ask Him where does He want us to be, and trust Him to guide us to that place. So we are currently still 'church-less' and 'searching'. I don't want a church of convenience that doesn't touch my heart. I want to be challenged to grow in Christ; not be content to just attend on Sundays and go home. So there you have it. Stay tuned for future searching.
After fixing hamburgers for lunch, hubby asked about watching a movie. So I sat down with my crochet and we did another movie marathon. Three out of the four we watched were very good and entertaining. I have about 10 rows to go on the afghan I'm making and then I'll be finished. I didn't get any walking done on the treadmill; even the garage with the door up is too hot for me to be out in it very long. An hour and a half on Saturday just about did me in. I 'glisten' and do not sweat... and my shirt was soaked in various areas when I finished on Saturday. And the garage door was open to get air in there. But I have no other place to put the treadmill.
The last movie we watched was really good. "I'm in love with a church girl". It's a story about a 'thug' who falls for a 'church girl'. Long story short, she constantly witnesses to him and talks to him about what 'God says', and he begins to go to church with her, still not real convinced. Her parents buy him a Bible with his name engraved on it. He starts reading it. He doens't understand all that he reads, but it begins to change him as he thinks about it. Long story short, there is trauma and tragedy, but God still is on His throne and in charge of the world. Great movie to watch with your spouse. Believer or not.
Sheeba got in trouble yesterday. While we were watching church, she went to the couch and took my good scissors off and began chewing on them. She hasn't done that before so we certainly wouldn't expect her to chew on anything but her toys. Hubby kept hearing her chewing - and I thought it was one of the deer antler bones we have for her to chew on. He decided to check.... and she has chewed the plastic off one side of the scissor handle. The scrissors were no longer usable and were thrown away. Sheeba knew she was in trouble and kept trying to hang around me all afternoon. Of course by the time I found out what she had done, she had already forgotten so telling her she was 'bad' was of no value. But she knew something was wrong. She cracks me up cause when hubby tells her to do something - whether it is to go out to go potty or go to bed.... she stops and turns back and looks at me as if she is asking me if she should go. All I have to do is repeat what he says and off she goes. Last night when he told her to go to bed she again turned and looked at me as if to ask 'mom, do I have to?' I just looked at her and moved my crochet off my lap - and she came in a flying leap upon my lap. For some reason she imagines she is this small lapdog and my lap is where she wants to be. Hubby made sure he told me the other day that she tried to get in his lap one day last week. Not to be left out, I suppose. Sheeba is his dog.... so I gave her some love and told her to get down and go to bed - and off she went.
Today is Monday and after a restful, or lazy, weekend - it's back to work. Minus one boss, it will be a long day. This boss is pretty much self-sufficient, and even in her role it isn't enough to warrant an executive assistant...... they don't plan to replace my other boss until around August. I know of two internal candidates..... I like them both, don't know either well, but with one I would struggle with to support as in some things I have had to email people, her being one of them, and I can think of three different instances in which she just doesn't respond to me. At all. No yay, nay, or anything. No response. Even when I ask for a response. I struggle with someone who is that disrespectful. You can be sure if it was one of her peers she would have responded. Will see how this pans out.... she may not get it; in fact, I hope their final decision will be for an external candidate (of which there are two) so that we can learn their style from the beginning without a background.
Morale of the weekend? Take time to rest and recharge. Enjoy things that take your mind off issues and problems, off work and stress. Rest. Recharge. Renew your mind. I did that all this weekend. Hope you did too.
Blessings!
