flame on...

i've noticed lately that i kinda feel like i'm the one that runs up to the porch with the bag of poo, sets it down right in front of the door, lights it on fire, rings the doorbell and runs away while the unsuspecting homeowner deals with the flaming mess.

i think we do that with God a lot. at least i do. i run to his feet with the crap in my life, wanting Him to deal with it for me. sometimes it is flaming, an emergency. but then i just want to leave it there for Him to deal with while i run away so i don't have to look at it while He heals it. i don't want to walk through the struggle with Him. i get tired of all the "learning" sometimes.

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went canoeing saturday on the buffalo river with the singles group. very much needed fun on the water, even though the canoeing was a bit more "work" than i anticipated! my rookie boatmate and i successfully navigated 2, count em 2, "360's" before stopping for lunch and a swim. probably shouldn't have bragged about it because we did indeed flip our canoe twice after that. hey, it was hot and we didn't lose any gear so no worries!

it was indeed a fun day, despite the bruises from the flips. saw some GREAT scenery, even though there were a few things i saw that made me say, "That Ain't Right!" i even had time for a nap when we got back before heading out to play some cards for the evening. did i win? you better believe it! was there $$ involved? um, maybe, i'll never tell ;) just call me poker queen baby!

could there BE a more perfect day? very possibly not. much needed R and R =)