for lunch today, we'll be having second hand smoke. hope you're hungry.

My eyes were opened a little today. well spiritually and mentally, because quite frankly it wasn't physically possible for me to keep my actual eyelids ajar.
(can you say ajar in reference to eyelids? is eyelids one word or two?)

anyways.
it all starts with this morning. i woke up at 655 with a vice grip head ache. my alarm had been going off for precisely an hour and ten minutes. i think i realized that i could hear it about 30 minutes into it, but my dream had incorperated it so that turning it off was not an option. so there i lay for over an hour subconciuosly listening to that shrill beeping.
so anyways. i got dressed and ready in the dark and stumbled down the stairs. made it to work on time, but didn't realize til i got there that i had accidentally dressed about 20 years older than my age, and i forgot to brush, comb, touch or even look at my wack head of hair. woops.

so i sat in my cube for appx three hours before having any human contact. my eyes were nearly closed the entire time.

blah blah.
well it was time for lunch and so i went to a coffee shop i had driven by yesterday. it claims to be the 'only wood fired coffee in austin'. not that i really know what that means - but it sounded good. it was a pretty cool little place. i decided to sit outside and write my prayer journal for the day. pleasant time.

well about 5 minutes after i sat down there came a pretty odd ("very austin" as non-austinites would say) couple. it was an older lady and a young guy covered in ink. they chose the table right next to mine. fine. i can handle that. then they both light up. i happen to be directly in the path on which the wind is taking thier smoke. so my tired puffy eyes were forced to even more norrow slits so that i could try and see what i was writing.
the presence of evil was pretty distinct.
this is when my other eyes started to come awake. the couple was talking about their upcoming ritual. apparently someone named raven and another named willow (reeeeeal original) were arguing over which diety was to be paired with the pheonix in the production. yadda yadda yadda. there was multiple profanities and lots of mention of "the magic". it was crazy to listen to them talk and hear that they think that junk is real.

with every word they spoke i got this mental image of a bubble coming out of their mouth and floating up and bursting leaving no trace of its existence.
how empty and self serving.

anyways. they finally got up to leave and as they were walking off it stuck me that they look just like anybody else walking down the street. and then to think of all the people in this city that i see all the time. and how many of them are so deep in these dark pits of sin and hopelessness.

how selfish of me to not be burdened to share the amazing life and truth and fullness i know in GOD.
i hope that as i know GOD more and as i spend more time with HIM, HIS presence consumes me. so that when i sit down at a table next to someone, they don't feel like darkness is near, but the see and feel a warmth and life that can only be rooted in GOD the FATHER.

there's a whole city of lost souls right here. i don't have to go to a third world country to find them. I hope that I can see some people here come to know Christ this year.

are we allowed to make new year's resolutions in April?
yeah?
okay.