Thursday, April 23, 2009


For everything, turn, turn, etc.

I'm exhausted, and here's why. This morning at 3 in the a.m., I awoke and couldn't get back to sleep, so I finished off When Religion Becomes Evil, by Charles Kimball, then I tossed and turned for what seemed like a couple of hours, when ...

I realized I was coming out of sleep, being turned from my right side to my back ...

That phrasing is deliberate. I wasn't turning myself, as far as I could tell.

And my first microthought was not again!

Then in the next split-second, I thought: "God is turning me."

Then I thought: "This is easy. I usually shake the bed when I turn over my large self (ask Dr. ER). But I'm not turning myself. God is here and is turning me over."

Then I thought: "Why is this turning so easy?"

And I sensed this come from the Cosmos yet from a source as close as my own breath: "Because you're letting me turn you."

And although I'm whipped from lack of sleep, I've been thinking about this all day.


Cool. That resonates with me.
I'm not saying this to be mean, but, sometimes you can't tell who is driving your bus. God, or Satan.
God's got the wheel, Satan's got the gas pedal...LOL!

Not the case, but a heck of a visual.
That second anonymous was me, by the way...hit the wrong button.
That's probably because you don't know one or the other, or either. Not to be mean ...
Teresa: :-)
Here's the deal:

I'm driving. Jesus is the roadmap. God is the road. (Or something like that!)

Satan, such as Satan is, is strapped into a child's seat in back screaming his silly head off because he's not getting any attention.
Thanks, ER. I seem to be incompetent at running the radio buttons used to identify oneself you know, it's been a long few days.
Which means he can be a distration at times. But not much else.
Good happy thoughts and ER prayers have been headin' up y'alls' way.
brain tumor
Harsh! LOL
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