Last night I had a dream that I was showing pictures to my grandparents and my SAM family of my engagement and wedding. But then I realized that they weren’t of that at all and I didn’t have a ring on my finger. So I went to ask Josh if we were married. Josh was a yarn doll with a bead head about as long as my finger. He was laying on the floor cause he was sleeping but it was Josh because I talked to him and wasn’t freaked out. He said no. Then thread Josh changed to real Josh and came and gave me a purple ring. Then I went hitchhiking and got lost, ate breakfast with homeless people, and had a 4 year old boy tag-a-long. Then Josh called me and woke me up and I told him all about it and that’s why I remember.
I’m painting at Josh’s mom’s house today with my easel and a floppy hat. I can’t wait.
I drew another cartoon. It’s from Hosea 3:1.It appears that two stick figures are shaking their sacred raisin cakes but they’re really just holding them in the air. One says, “Man, I really love these sacred raisin cakes.” The other says, “Yeah! Me too. I love them more than God.” Off scene, God screams “I still love you!” When I was done, I looked at it and it made me sad. God does that to me everyday. “I still love you, Beth, even though you…” It almost makes me want to cry. But then pink eye juice would get everywhere. [ps- neither Josh nor Elizabeth will touch me. Joe, however, made no big deal out of it. Thanks Joe.]
Diary, don’t let anyone know this but I’m getting scared about Syria. Not because I fear for my safety but because I don’t know what to expect. If my friends could pray for me, that would be great.
Friends- Please remember that no matter what you do, God is always screaming “I STILL LOVE YOU!”