Robaxacet, Meet Kayle...

It's day 26 of year 24 and day 1 of two weeks of heavy labour.

I also took two Robaxacet this evening and my back and neck is feeling pretty good! My head hurts a little, but that's okay. A good sleep tonight and I'll be ready for the next stage tomorrow. I don't know what I was thinking but I even said I'd work on Saturday REALLY early in the morning to help prune some big old trees by The Brick Warehouse. Of course they asked me that at the beginning of the day when I was still too stupid to say no.

I am really happy to be working with this crew. I know two of the guys from church and we get along really well. Then another guy I just met today and he's awesome too. An amazingly fast pruner. Like AMAZINGLY fast. We did a job that would normally last at the very least a half day for a usual crew in just one and a half hours. I was amazed.

I also thought I was going to die at this point!

Mistaken, I was, in thinking that I could perform at my old abilities. I got rather into it and went hog wild on the chipper. Soon after I was getting ready to meet the Lord. hahahahaha!!! Nope... not at my old level... gotta work up to that again!

Anyway, all in all, a good day. I had fun. I hurt. But oh well. Tomorrow is another day and I'm looking forward to it.

Hmmmm.... I don't really know what to write here. I thought of something really good last night, but that was last night. I think that I was going to write about my last Bible reading adventure. I broke into Acts and already in the first three chapters there are some really cool things that I've never noticed before.

For example when those two guys (can't remember right now..... kind of zonked) healed that one dude at the temple. The man was full on expecting money. It says so really plainly. But what he got instead was his legs back. He was expecting something and God quite radically exceeded his expectations. I like that. Makes me remember that I am expecting a lot of things, but what is actually coming down the tubes is something altogether different and entirely more incredible.

Then later on they are explaining this healing and they say that it was because of faith in the name of Jesus that this man was healed. I could go on for about 600 pages about how the phrase "the name of Jesus" has been hideously taken out of context by most of the western Christian culture, dumbing it down to just a name that people say with the idea that it is a magic wand to do our bidding, but I won't. Yet. Let's just say that the name of Jesus is like getting married to someone and you are now in the name of your husband. It's all about relationship and an intimate knowing and it's through taking on that name that stuff begins to happen. Jesus was very much in the name of His Father... think about that.

Anyway, this guy gets healed and they say it's by faith in the name of Jesus. What I found interesting is that this guy was just about the farthest away from having any faith that he would be healed as anyone in the Bible. He has no idea what was about to happen. He was expecting, or having faith, that he was about to get some money. So his healing had nothing to do with his faith, but everything to do with Peter and Paul's (I hope I have that right) faith. Once again reinforcing in my mind that when someone doesn't get healed I really need to go back and check things out in my heart, my belief system and my relationship with Jesus. Not to hammer down on myself and say I'm evil, but to be able to see the waiting opprotunities that I have to become more like the One I love.

I find that incredibly exciting, don't you? A chance to let God come and transform you more into... Him!

Anyway... rambling. Time for a picture. I think I'll post one taken in Oregon. My friend Jeremy and I were getting some gas and noticed the rather unusual sign on the gas pumps. I hope you can see it. I'm glad they put the sign up there, because I was about to fill up my water bottle... yeah....