Awesome.

I was clearing off my computer desktop at the church and came across one of those infamous church signs. It read:
"Tired of being a loser. Turn to God."

Yay!

Our flights are booked. We leave for Orlando the afternoon of Thursday, September 6 and return the afternoon of Monday, September 10. Not a week, but a nice long weekend. I'm excited. A few months ago, I asked Timmy if we could go away. I was frustrated that we didn't book anything earlier. I was stressed and wanted to know that something was booked. Well, we didn't. Timmy didn't see any reason to book early, and I forgot about it. And now, it's booked. He didn't forget - he's so good to me :)

It's Official

After the third morning in a row of walking the dog in a chilly, consistent drizzle: I am tired of living in Seattle. We may return to Philadelphia weather at any time now. Please.

For The Love Of Terriers....

It's amazing what a rainy day can turn up. After having Jessie for almost two months now (all along believing she was some sort of Rottweiler mix), I have just today decided that she is almost certainly a Jagdterrier - even if only in part.

The whole venture began last night with me looking through my trusty old "Reader's Digest Book of Dogs" for pieces that might fit into the puzzle of our dog. As I flipped by the page of the Jagdterrier I was immediately caught by it's ears. Very few dogs in the book had such small and distinctly shaped ears. As I went on to read about this animal I came across the following: "It's stubborn, nervous nature, however, has made it one of the few terriers which has not been widely accepted as a companion dog." Well smack my bottom and call me Harry! That sounds like my dog!

So on this fine, rainy day I endeavored to find some more facts and images of this..... terrier. Early on, it became clear that the Jagdterrier is not a very prolific breed in these United States. This kind of made me second guess my feeling that Jessie might be one. But as I read further, I saw that they are actually used for hunting dogs - most commonly racoons and squirrels. Jessie was rescued from an overcrowded shelter in Virginia. Who's more likely to hunt racoons that Virginians? That's what I'm talking about. Anyway, it's difficult to find any halfway decent pictures of the Jagd, but from the small ones I was able to google, I have become quite convinced.

So, now, it is with trepidation that I present to the world pictures of the Jagdterrier that I fear incriminate our puppy:

























































Sigh. It seems nearly irrefutable at this point. I have a terrier.

My one consolation may be the fact that one source claimed Jagdterriers are often used to hunt such creatures as black bears. I was skeptical, but then came across this picture of a couple of the little fellows cornering a mountain lion:































Eh, I guess it's at least a tough terrier. Or something.

IKEA's "Small Business, Big Dreams" Contest

I have to say that I do love working and worshipping in Media. I wish we could live in Media, but we might need a small miracle to afford that. In the meantime, you gotta watch this video and gotta vote for Media.

We're not in Kansas anymore...

Dororthy may have meant it negatively, but I say it with a heart full of joy and relief. I am home safe and sound from my trip to Kansas City, Missouri. I am grateful to be back with my boy (though, he did have to go to work) and my dog. Don't get me wrong. Nothing wrong with the city. In fact, they were calm and kind, a great change of pace. And the conference went well, and I am glad I went. The Lord spoke very clearly to the team. We were touched by his Spirit and feel loved and challenged. I wasn't depressed while I was away. In fact, I was suprised by how okay I was, but man, I day dreamt about coming back home, jumping into Timmy's arms and Jessie jumping on me.

For those who don't know, I spent the last few days at a conference at the International House of Prayer (yes, IHOP) with a few of the leaders from our prayer ministry team. I have a lot of questions and hestitations about major parts of their statement of faith, but I am amazed by their passionate love affair with the Lord and their unwavering pursuit of holiness for Him. They are completely committed to a life of prayer and worship - literally, 24/7. What would happen if the church fully gave herself over to an uncompromising life of prayer and worship - I can't imagine. I can't even imagine what my own life would look like if I gave myself over to an uncompromising life of prayer and worship.

Alright, I need to get going. Back to life and back to my abnormally busy schedule. I need to go do some work, even though, I fear I may fall asleep - man, I am beat.

FYI

Timmy's laptap is currently out of service. That means no computer in the cold room. That means no blogging because who wants to sit at the desk, especially in this heat, to ramble off nonsense. Alright, back to the cold room - peace out!