"call unto Me..."

i drove to sacramento

last night.  tom insists i sleep

with jan when i visit.

at 2:10 a.m.,

i stumbled out of bed

for the bathroom.  smashed

my sore toes into a wall....

and got back in bed, holding

jan's hand.  moaning. pain

makes me a baby.

67 yr. old women...

snuggled. side by side.

like third graders. talking.

squeezing hands.

"oh, ann, this is like

childhood.   like forever."

sisters.

warriors.

runners focused on

the Race.

you. me.  driven....but

not too much so because

we must try and find all we can

who will grab our hands  and

run with us to the Eternal City.

"Jerusalem..Jerusalem....

lift up your hands and sing.

hosanna..in the highest...

hosanna  to the King!"

Jesus sent an angel along.

truly, a real one.

brock turned his apple

computer into a pawn shop for 

a week, to get money, and got

his car fixed..  taylor got an

extra day's work .  God's angel

dropped some cash into their

accounts.  completely stunning

us all.

"call unto Me and I will 

show you great and mighty

things you  know not...call

unto Me. "