Little Sleep

For the past while I haven’t been sleeping well. Yesterday I woke up at 2:30am and couldn’t fall back asleep so I lounged around…ate some snacks and then at 5am went for a bike ride and prayer time.

This morning I went to a different park to pray and enjoyed the outdoor gardens. I wanted to visit the greenhouse but it didn’t open until noon.

I’ve just finished another round of fasting.

Baptisms and April and being the first

Mom and sis were born again in late 1999 several weeks apart. And on March 26 2000 they were baptized with about 250+ people there. Pretty cool! It was good to see those prayers come to pass. I set aside every Sunday for about 2 years to fast and pray for them. Sunday is probably the worst day for that because most of my friends want to hang out on Sunday. Now I can focus on praying for others!

Actually, family members of mine are giving their life to Christ every couple of months. Which makes me both a hero and scumbag in my family, depending on who you talk to. When you’re the first person in your family to do something different, something generally frowned upon, it’s going to kick up a lot of crap. Being the second is nothing.

I’m talking to a lot of people about Jesus, and I’ve helped lead a few people to Christ already this year, and last year, and the year before. I’ve already been beaten up and threatened with death several times. This thing (following Jesus) will eventually cost me my life. And I’m okay with that.

My friend Lucy says that the proper way to sneeze is through your mouth. You say achoo and cover your mouth with your hand. Then you wash your hand. I’ve been trying this technique for about 2 weeks and I have to give it mixed reviews. Most of the time it makes my mouth hurt. Achoo. Ouch.