1: proof ( in my opinion anyway) that my dreams are coming from God - I didn't know the 2 women in my dream were connected to the baptism one of them was having ccurring....the other was the 'counsellor'.

2: I actually felt God's presence through joy at the church yesterday

3: When I got up at 5am or 5:30 am this morning I went to the bathroom. I had a cigarette. Apparently I had a cigarette that dropped ash on the toilet roll holder ( a big stick in a cirgle with 2 or 3 rolls on it). I don't remember having the cigarette in that area of the bathroom. I woke at 7am this morning and could smell 'old smoke' - burning smoke not cigarette smoke. Figured it was just the winds outside carrying the smoke and smell of the extinguished bushfires etc. Until I went to the bathroom and it was stronger there. WEent over to the toilet and most of the toilet roll holder and toilet rolls were just ash. The stupid carpet had melted underneath the holder where the screw keeps the rod in place. THe toilet rolls were all burnt - and just the top of the rod wasn't. The smoke alarm hadn't gone off....it does work - especially when you burn the toast.....it's right outside the door where the fire was....I could smell smoke throughout the house. Yes - it is a blessing that the house didn't burn down. Although we now have to come up with the money to put some lino down in the carpet's place...it's better than having burned the house down.

Whose presence did you feel when you were smoking that cigarette?
You know the song, 'Every puff you take, I'll be watchin' you.'

Yep!

We've just gotten back from the sister inlaw's house for xmas lunch. More relaxing than I thought - but she hadn't put stuff away so i sspent time either locking the kids in their high chairs or following them around and putting things back that they'd decided to play with/ We're talking an 'almost' designer dinner. Things - or theway things look are quite important I guess to them. But then the SIL wasn't stressing about the kids getting into stuff which made things much more relaxing than it could have been. And, hubby and his dad didn't exchange any crooss words...even better.

Fervent's word seems so much more applicable after this. "when I shall begin to openly reveal and divide between that which is soul and that which is spirit" - the spirit of reconciliation was almost there....my neasrly 3 year old who doesn't know christmas or understand what it's about - has been saying mewwy cwissmass muuum, happy cwissmass muum... since we got home. HE wasn't stressed - much -(more to do with having to stay in his high chair longer than he wanted) and neither was his brother who is easily stressed. So obviously it was a stress free time in that respect.

Let us hope and pray that there are those non-christians out there who suddenly realise there is more to christmas than family, friends, presents and food. Hubby seemed to be trying to get me to bite last night - why do people tell their children about the easter bunny, santa claus and the tooth fairy - but not about Jesus and God.?

hahahahah! NOT! That's the thing - I don't recall having a cigarette at that time....who knows - maybe God's saying just STOP you STUPID BROAD!