Journey to Michigan

For the first time in ages I can say life is truly good.   Everyone up here is soo accepting of people like me... mostly because there are soo many around here.  lol.

Oh yeah,  I am in Leslie MI.... not sure for how long... that kinda depends.... on a lot... but if the peace I have inside is true.... this will be home for a while.

For the first time since the year of sorrow.... everything in life just fits together... here I am totally honest and myself... I took a long walk last night before I had to get back to get some sleep for... and contemplated on deep things of the faith...  tis sooo crazy...I find myself returning to the things of the faith that I thought were totally dead to me.... hmmm.... strange... could it be that God brought me here now for this very season....

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Longings...

There is soo much I could be doing, soo much my life once held.   I need to learn how to lead in the battle no matter how week my physical body is... for this battle is not against flesh and bone, but against the things in the spiritual realm that stand against God.

I find my self more and more restless... though I am not well enough to work away from home.   I awake in the middle of the night (my time of the day---not my parents or I would be up more at night.) longing for more.   I use to be so focused.  I used to be so sure of where I was headed.   Where did that go?

God, I beg of Thee, show me what path to walk... guide me.  Return understanding to me... that I might know the meanings to that which You are showing me.   I return again to Thy Word with faithfulness, as close as a human can know...anyway.   My King, teach Thy daughter what You want of her. Amen.† 

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Cry of Battle

Battles heat, armies great,
Tears of greif, Wounds of hate.
Is this the battles fate?

Rise the cry of the battle,
Rise the cry of the war
Tis the dying of the Son,
Tis the Rising of the One

Piercing Light, Lions might,
Tears of joy, balm of love,
Is the the battles end?

Rise the cry of the battle,
Rise the cry of the war
Tis the dying of the Son,
Tis the Rising of the One.

© 2003 MMH/MMN

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Good mood...

I am trying to keep in a good mood...as most likely you can tell.  It is hard some days, for at times I only have enough energy to rest on the couch, read, and talk with friends.   God is helping me.  While I'll never understand why He allows this stuff to happen... I am kinda glad He did.

Nothing like a mystery illness to drive me into His Word and prayer... because that is all I have left to cling to in this life.  My possessions mean little, money means little... the things that matter, friends, family, the Lord, the calling.   Those are what in this life that matter...

~ Traveller Gal, out!

New Orleans again?

Things are finnally looking up...

I am taking a course at my church in the School of Ministry.  And as well I am taking a course in Resturaunt and Hotle Management... thinking towards traveling to New Orleans, maybe June 2004.   Yeah... my life is on the up swing....

I got everything in order with my King.   Iosa Criosta is so good to me... I had no right to abandon the blood price He paid for me... I was a runaway slave.   You see, we are all blood bought slaves which the Lord has adopted as His children.   Which is kinda strange but awesome!!!

Lay me down

I have slipped back into depression... I have been boarder line for a few months... but I have crossed over now... sigh... well life goes on whether I am depressed or no.

Lay me down the cold, cold ground, I will stand, will stand my ground. ~ We Were Soilders 

Once more I feel as if I have let some of my close friends down... I am such a mess... why do you people even care?

My life is a mess... and has been for ages...
I just hit the bottom... and GOD is now rebuilding me...
sigh... should have let HIM sooner.
I have reasons to live... sigh... I just wish life was easier

 ~ Traveller Gal, out!

Dine Bikeyah?

Yesterday was good.  The day camps ended well.  ^_^

A teacher, David Sprinkle, encouraged me to focus on ministry to the Navajo.  I might, if my health holds up, in fact I would love that.  Right now it is just a big question mark, even though I did feel as if God was asking me to go to Dine Bikeyah back when I was 16.

As well, over lunch break I got to talk to Matt.  That was such a blessing.  Just talking to him helps me so much.  He is calling me on Tuesday, if something does not come up.

~ Traveller Gal, out!