Wow, who knew anyone even read this thing?? I had two comments about my deleted blog entry just a couple hours after doing so. Don't worry, nothing's wrong, just was feeling a bit vulnerable. Perhaps I will stick it back up there when I get home to my computer. Right now I am having way too much fun at the Plaza! I feel like Eloise..."room service please....an artichoke, oatmeal, orange juice and some rather hot coffee". Actually we have celebrated our 17th anniversary here in the City of Fountains at an old hotel gone new and walked, talked, shopped and eaten more than we have in weeks. Cummulative! It's been awesome. Randy Bohlender is the most intriguing man on the planet. Funny too. Am I really old enough to have been married 17 years? I look in the mirror and say "no way", but look at my amazing children and say "well, I guess it's true"!
We watched "Flight 93" on this big screen contraption in our hotel room last night. It was, of course, moving. At the end Randy asked me if I was OK (because I don't do movies very well - it seems I carry everything in my spirit!) and the only way I could respond is "Joel 2". I sat and read the book of Joel before I went to bed. It gave me a new comfort and a new hope. If we pray, fast and rend our hearts, God MAY relent from sending what we deserve! This is incredible! Why are we not doing it more? It made me want to call a solemn assembly.
Walking at the Plaza was enormous fun last night, but in a way it was sad - watching all the pretty people in their pretty outfits eating pretty food that cost way more than it was worth. The lights and glamour, sights, smells and sounds. America is so rich. We as IHOP missionaries are so rich. If only we had a clue that the majority of the world does not live like this. All of it felt like a gigantic sedative to make us forget things like 9/11 or hurricane Katrina or 3,000 abortions a day. Joel 2 is the perfect remedy.
We have about 8 hours before we go back to the kiddos. I think we are off to explore the art museum and other stuff before we head back to the house. We have decided that Kansas City is not a dud of a city after all.
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8 comments:
Kelsey, I know what you mean about feeling vulnerable... for a season God asked me to put myself out there... and be fully transparent on my blog... it was hard... some of the stuff I didn't want all the world to see or know...it was all too personal at times... but God kept showing me people who were blessed by it... and its still up there for all to read, but more recently, some of the stuff I've been going through and feeling was so "out there"... when you posted what you posted, it was like someone else felt the way I did! I wasn't some oddity (okay maybe I am.. lol) but this desperation I felt was okay... and just because nobody around me could really understand what I was feeling or going through (or felt comfortable enough to share) I was getting discouraged.
Thanks for being a light... all the way from the "non-dud" city of KC.
And yes, you are very VERY blessed to be IHOP missionaries. It's been my heart's cry for a while... now maybe some day hubby will catch up. :)
Blessings, and enjoy the glitz and glam before you go back to stinky boy socks and dishes in the bathroom! :)
I just have to ask...why dishes in the bathroom???
Ronni -- thanks so much for the encouragement on transparency! If I can find what I deleted I will re-post. And, by the way, God sees the "yes" in your heart and counts it as worthy - even if you never get to come to KC : )
Dishes in the bathroom until my new kitchen is finished.....cabinets to be installed this week then we wait 3 more weeks for the countertop and the sink. I strained my spaghetti in the back yard tonight just to make the neighbors wonder.
Awww. Thank you Kelsey, you had me tear up there for a second....
Hey if you really want them to wonder... have Randy chop up some meat in the back yard and scream loudly...
I do have a story about a dead body in my garage to share some day... don't worry... we ate it later.... *G*
You should see what else is decomposing in your backyard and you bathtub when we were there. It was quite wild.
We did not realize how much we like KC until we went on this trip. The kids are homesick for a city that they have only lived in for a year. KC grows on you.
BTW, I already told this to Randy, but Congratulations on 17 years. May God bless you with millions more.
Åctually, it's more like 4600 abortions a day.
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