I’m a homebody.
I’m having a wonderful time, but I miss home.
I’m ready to be in my little nest.
This week we’re staying in a large three bedroom apartment owned by International House of Prayer, Kansas City.
We is the Hubs and I and 7 members of our worship team.
Right now I’m waiting for my turn in the bathroom.
The Hubs got up before everyone else and is at the coffee shop with our youngest daughter who is part time staff here at I.H.O.P.
It’s been great to have some time with her, and to see her in her element, ministering to others, here.
Yesterday, every member of our team, including the Hubs and I had an appointment for Sozo.
Sozo is a prayer ministry of forgiveness and inner healing.
They have an amazing team here of people trained in this ministry.
God really touched all of us, me included.
I tend to stuff down stress, anger and negative emotions in general,
and hide behind an image of strength and having it all together.
Me feeling I have to be the strong one goes way, way back into my childhood.
That is one of the big areas that we dealt with in Sozo.
I have no idea why I’m telling you this.
Except to say I don’t have it all together,
and that’s o.k.
That’s being real…
hence the title of my blog.
In other areas of realness,
I need to go home for other reasons…
…so, I can put all the Christmas décor away and get my house back to “normal”
…so I can see youngest granddaughter and smell her fuzzy little head
…and her big sister, little Miss Blondie
…so I can detox my body from holiday eating, eating out, and general out of control eating that happens when traveling
…so I can get back to regular exercising,
(my friend wants me to run a half-marathon with her in May, I have to decide about that)
…so I can be back with my church family on Sunday. I miss them.
How are you all settling in to this New Year?
(Oh, I forgot to tell you that for Christmas the Hubs got me a new Nikon 35mm prime lens for my camera.
Hence the photos.
That’s my word for the day, hence. )