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Three days after Thanksgiving and we’re turning on the air.  Here’s
what’s freaky–it feels normal.  Eighty-degree weather is not
unusual for us this time of year.  And Montana’s getting
snow.  I think I’d like to live there for a while and try out the
difference.

Giants lost their game yesterday, which puts Cowboys at the top of
their division.  The Thanksgiving game was a thing of
beauty.  Even though it was almost boring at the end…that’s the
kind of boring we’ve learned not to complain about.

Two Thanksgiving meals in three days.  At least we didn’t have to make the first one.

Wednesday night a couple of sisters and I went to la Madeleine to hang
out with a new friend from church.  Before we new it, four hours
had past and we’d made a very dear friend.  She has a very
different background but now we all have so much in common.  It
was such a blessing to form a new bond like that.  I haven’t made
a really good friend in the area since I met all my childhood
friends.  And yes, I love all my old friends, but only a few of
them are still around…so it’s nice to have someone to add to the
party.

I got to bathe a six-day-old baby girl yesterday.  She was so
tiny, I almost forgot everything I knew.  But I got her clean and
dressed with her new daddy looking on (he’s amazingly laid-back), and
then got to comfort her after making her scream (she hated having her
arms forced into long sleeves).  She was so sweet and soft and
cuddly.  It made me want one of my own.  I’m working on an
excuse to go visit her and her mommy again.

No profound thoughts tonight…I’m too tired.  (And I ate too much
of my sister’s amazing spinach-artichoke dip.)  God is pulling at
my heart.  And this time He isn’t letting me hold on to little
bits of it like I’ve tried to in past years.  I feel like I’m
going through an intensive character-training program.  What I’m being
prepared for?

::Edit::
Our pastor is preaching on Exodus and pointed out that in the ninth
plague on Egypt, that three days of darkness where the Egyptians didn’t
even move from their homes would have been a good time for the children
of Israel to sneak on out.  And yet God kept them there, as
always, to show Himself strong.  One more lesson for Pharaoh about
who God really is–and that He’ll really do what He threatens–and the
children of Israel would walk out in broad daylight.  No slipping
away in the dead of night for God’s people.  Everyone would see
this promise fulfilled!

Isn’t it marvelous to know we serve that big of a God?