Surprise! I'm posting!

Hey everyone! I'm posting! Now isn't everyone proud of me? You think with a grand total of 1 hr. of computer time every school day I would find some time to blog. No instead I go and blow it all on sending personal e-mails to my friends. You think I would have figured out by now that the best way to communicate with everyone is to send a group e-mail or a little note saying "Go look at my blog." But no I just can't be impersonal like that. I have to go and spend 45 min. responding to 3 (count them 1, 2, 3) e-mails. School has gotten started (obviously) and we are on a schedule. My only complaint is that I only get to talk to my Canadian friends on the weekend because of time differences. I have a pretty light load this year for school. I'm just finishing off a few things and I'll graduate this spring. I don't know what I'm going to do next though. I do feel a burden for our young people and little ones. So many of our young people need training and not just training but a real relationship with God. I want to see some of the things I've heard my parents and grandparents talk about. I want to see people healed. I want to see the Spirit of God come on the place so strong that no one is able to stand before Him. I want to see sinners walk in the door and conviction hit them so hard that they run to the altar right then. I want to see children seeking God with all their hearts, souls, minds, and strength. I want to see the Church moving forward toward perfection. I want to see the latter rain. I want to see the Lord pour out His Spirit like He promised that He would. Sorry for preaching at ya'll. As Josh says to me, "You're not a preacher but sometimes you get to teaching pretty good." Anyway Micah started guitar lessons last Wednesday. He learned four chords came home and started picking out songs by ear. He can play Psalms 100, Amazing Grace, and How Great is our God. He has even showed me how to play several chords. I'm happy with that because as some of you know, I have secretly wanted to learn how to play the guitar for several years. My Grandma Miller played the guitar. She was really good and I have memories of standing next to her and singing with her while she played when I was just a little girl. She went to heaven 10 years ago and every time I hear a guitar it reminds me of Grandma Miller. Anyway I rambled long enough. G'bye everybody.