I GOT TO TALK TO THE MAN TODAY!!!!
On the phone, hear his voice kinda talking. Right after I left the conference after delivering my speech (did I mention that 75 minutes is a long time to present ANYTHING?) I was in the car and we tried just phone face time and it worked. It was so good to hear his voice. He said he was proud of me. How cool is that?
I have really been struggling with the whole distancing thing. When things get so overwhelming, I have a tendency to shut down, and shut out. I have this need to prove I can pull my OWN little red wagon.
(Cat, stop snorting at the implication that I am an Angel...)
So, I finally told The Man how I was feeling. I told him that I needed to know that shutting him out was unacceptable. I told him that sometimes I wish we weren't DD cause on weeks like last week, it's just too hard. Then I asked him if he would give me one task a day, to help me feel his authority and guidance.
The Man told me that YES shutting him out was not acceptable and there would be consequences. He readily agreed to give me a task, and he has been very available the last couple of days. I felt his thoughts and prayers today as I began speaking and knew he was rooting for me.
And now, to end your day... I owe some of you ladies in blogland a very heartfelt apology. You see, there have been times that some of you have shared that you were in big trouble because you let your car run out of gas... I am ashamed to admit, I have snorted, chuckled, and thought to myself.....
HOW IN THE WORLD DO YOU LET YOURSELF RUN OUT OF GAS...
whilst driving today, 3 hours from home... I looked down and thought.. Oh.. I am going to need gas pretty soon. I drove on, and just as I passed an exit with gas, the light came on... I thought, I'll get gas at the next exit.
Would any of you like to hazard a guess as to HOW long it was until an exit with gas reared it's beautiful head? I was driving, the gauge was kindly telling me how many miles I had left with the gas I had.
I saw 50
I saw 40
I saw 30
And then it just started flashing in warning!!!!
That is right, 46.5 miles
Needless to say, my stomach was clinched, fervent prayers began at 30 and in the back of my mind was this thought, "Dear Lord, I wonder if The Man will spank me if I run out of gas?"
Then I was sure this was my comeuppance for snorting at my Blogland Friends. So... next time, I'm not even gonna roll my eyes.. Promise!!!