A Diary of Phil's wife.

07/08-
WEDNESDAY

Phil invited me to prayer meeting again. I have never gone before, and I don't think I ever will. The last time I was in church was on Easter Sunday last year. They had a potluck. The preaching at Phil's church is different than at the churches I grew up going to. There are several men up on the stage, and they each take turns talking or praying. Instead of a typical Pastor preaching every Sunday they have a group of men called a priesthood. The church is typically called a 'branch' in Phil's religion. I stayed home this evening and worked on my 3-D cross-stitch project while my daughter and my son watched YouTube videos on our television. 

Recently I took my kids to see the new Spider-Man movie, Homecoming. What I don't understand, is, they've rebooted the Spider-Man movie series like three times already. I just wish they'd just stick to one actor playing Spider-Man instead of a new one every few years. They did the same thing with the Batman franchise.

07/10-
FRIDAY

I woke up with a severe headache this morning, and my husband asked if I wanted him to administer to me. He had offered that to me before, but I had rejected it. But this time, I decided I'd try anything to get rid of my splitting headache, so I said, "Sure, why not".  He asked me if I believed God could heal me. Thoughts went through my head of all the miracles of Jesus I had been taught and read about in the Bible growing up, so I said, before I could stop myself, "yes".

So he got out his little tube of consecrated oil, put a drop on top of my head, laid his hands on my head, and prayed for me. And the pain was gone, instantly.

Maybe that "gobbledygook" I had repeated to my friends and teachers in school was true. I may not have understood it that well at the time, but there may have been something to it. I think I'll go to church this Sunday with Phil and my kids.

7/11-
SUNDAY

I felt tired this morning and didn't want to get up to go to Church this morning, but am glad I did.

Church was amazing. And now I truly have Jesus in my heart. In a way, I have Him in my heart in a way I never did before.

The sermon text was John 3:16. I desire baptism.

My husband is elated.

07/13--
TUESDAY

Day Manager training was particularly harrowing today. I witnessed to a woman during one of my breaks. She doesn't exactly want to know Jesus like I do now yet, but at least I got her thinking about her life in perhaps a new way.
I started writing my personal thoughts in a notepad with an inkpen during breaks.

Stars are alive, aren't they? Aren't stones even? Can anything or any creature live in the Sun? Is the Sun even a star? Isn't the speed of thought faster than the speed of light?

07/15-
THURSDAY

I got out of bed at 3 PM today, my husband already at work, my kids watching Netflix in the Living room (I recognized the sounds from one of Netflix's movies I had watched with my husband), grateful that last night had been the last time I would have to work night shift, and that I now had Wednesdays off. I took a shower in the bathroom off our Master Bedroom and gave Ruffy (our Golden Retriever) a treat, after having him sit and roll over and shake. I did a ton of research on Google and found my political views changing rapidly from Liberal to far Right, and found myself kissing the Woke Crowd goodbye. I also found good reason not to get shots or tests, and to opt out of those. My researches led me in a ton of different directions and down proverbial rabbit hole after rabbit hole. I inquired of God, and read Scriptures from a website Phil recommended to me, 3scriptures.com,  and material from Tandyland, LatterDayTruth and Centerplace.org. After 5 hours, I watched TV, which by now was free, as Gloria (our daughter) colored on the floor and our son Dan did more homework in his room. I ate a bowl of cereal because I wasn't very hungry. I made chili for the kids. They came to the dinnertable, gobbled down their food, and went back to coloring and homework respectively. I asked God what his favorite color was. He said, Teal.   

07/17-
SATURDAY

Today after work, and after I replanted the second half of my flower garden, I did research and found and read this fiorettipws.files.wordpress.com/2018/02/comparing-and-contrasting-brave-new-world-and-nineteen-eighty-four.pdf
with great interest, an essay comparing and contrasting two books I read in college with each other, 1984 by George Orwell and Brave New World by Aldous Huxley. After reading the essay, I sat on our Living room recliner and contemplated and meditated on what I had read and my memories from reading the two books. Now we are living those two realities literally.