We had our Building For Kingdom Growth banquet tonight: super exciting! Testimonies, visions, & hearts were shared. We worshipped & prayed, and the announcement of merely the leadership's commitment total was revealed [$950,000.]
Now there are a couple weeks left before everyone else gets to make their commitments, and we will see how/if things proceed from there! I know I have been praying, and honestly He has surprised me as time goes by, because the # keeps increasing (as does my faith & stretching, yikes!) I'm excited to see/hear how others respond to His prodding; to see where our hearts are, and where He is truly leading.

I, for one, don't know how well I'd hold my own. I'd honestly be praying for Ted to lose it/barf, automagically disqualifying him from the runnings. Because, frankly... my stomach can no longer handle that moch pizza/food in one setting (although I did note it got suddenly dark at the end... perhaps a time lapse had the be done in filming, as long as they took?)

It looks like they had great fun, the man got some phatty dough, and Ted almost puked repeatedly... good television internet marketing!

After church, I came home ready for a calm/productive afternoon before the banquet this evening. Next thing I knew, Jesus had invited me out for a lunch date with Him & my Homework. Just as I had sat down, was sippiing my coffee, and had decided/ordered my breakfast/lunch... I got a call/msg seemingly from my brother. It was Andrea inviting/informing me that the family was getting together for his birthday... they were just sitting down to lunch, "if I wanted to come!?"
This threw me for an emotional roller-coaster. Already, last week, I was dealing with the fact that i somehow oft get over-looked/left-out/forgotten in the loop of communication when it comes to my family & gatherings. Leaving me either in the lurch, or completely unavailable due to prior/other commitments made in my obvious ignorance.
So, I'm sitting there... flabbergasted, trying to read my study/His Word/something through my raging tears! Then my food comes, I'm still just flooded as I silently realize how huge His Love is for me, that He would be teaching me all that He is at this time... preparing me for this moment... and loving me enough to be sitting there, across from me in a booth; loving on me whole-heartedly through the apparent familial dejection! I cannot begin to describe all that was going on in my head, my heart, and my mind for the next hour.

As I began to dig into the study & His Word, I was hearing/learning about our inheritance (that that we leave for others, and also relating to that that has been forged for us, before us.) Again, I was overwhelmed by a longing to know my inheritance more deeply (that from my grandparents: what are their stories? how has He wooed them into relationship with Him? how has He held them in His arms? how have they fought with [or for] Him throughout their years?) I want to call them up, drop by their homes, and just sit at their feet soaking in His Goodness/their stories. But they are all so far away, and some have passed away, before I got the opportunity to glean from them all I now hope to have.
So I think I'll be compling a letter/email in request of said information... How I long to read from the journals of my maternal grandmother (I don't even know if such an item existis, or would be made available to me); to read her own words, her sincerest thoughts, hopes, and dreams... I pray someday my ancestry (my inheritants) would treasure "my works" such!