Bless this food I'm about to partake...?

So I am sitting here wondering how good that croissantwhich I just ate was for me? To be honest a couple months back I had it for at least 4 times a week. This happened for about a month and a half. Not good. Working out yet eating badly just not a good combination. I am the guy at the gym who looks at the poster illustrating if you burn 300 calories working out, yet eat 500 calories of fatty food right after that, doesn’t do much.
As long as I could remember I love to eat. However, my body never seemed to gain weight no matter how hard I would even try. I am sure age has some to do with it. Now I have a pooch as a new member of the family. I don’t mean that German Shorthair I wish I could have.
Also, if you pray for your meal, and the meal you are about to have is a Quarter Ponder with cheese combo super sized, should you really ask the Lord to bless the food to your body? Seriously, I don’t think so. How could it? Speaking of “Super Size”, I finally watched the movie a couple weeks ago. O K parts of it. Cause after a certain point, you get the message. The movie convinced me stop eating my croissantwhich breakfasts.
Finally, an update on the blog “Moving Day.” They came and finally put in a keyboard tray for me at work. I was still pulling out the pencil drawer to look for my keyboard up to this point. Sadly, for a few days I kept pulling out the keyboard looking for pens or pencils. Stupid keyboard tray.
Call me. Let’s do lunch.

Do I hear you?

From " MY Utmost for His Highest"

Feb 13
“If I have not developed and nurtured this devotion of hearing, I can only hear God’s voice at certain times. At other times I become deaf to Him because my attention is to other things— things which I think I must do.”

Feb 14-
“After every time of darkness, we should experience a mixture of delight and humiliation. If there is only delight, I question whether we have really heard God at all.”

Sometimes I get freaked out when I don't hear from the Lord. Why? It doesn't mean that he's not there. I say, "Lord whatever you want", and then my tendency is to plan and do things I feel I must be doing when it's the furthest away of his plans. I know he has given me dreams and visions for my life. It's the process of getting there that seems the hardest. Patients, teach me more patients. Lord show me balance of a hope for the dreams and vision, faith in knowing what's ahead, while living in the today and now. I have been wired to strongly feel connected, intimate, and passionate with relationships. So when I don't feel his presence, I tend to feel like I am in the dark. As the devotion on the 14th ask, am I delighting and embracing the darkness in humility? That's my desire. To be refined and defined by him. Lord I hear you, and when I feel like I don't, I pray you bring me in your stillness. May I desire to seek and find you. Would my heart woo itself to you, as your heart desires intimacy with me? "We should seek intimacy with the lord. However that's not our foundation. Our foundation is the covenant. The solid rock. He is the foundation. Because there are times we won't feel his presence." (From Songs of Solomon teaching- Raymayhew.com)

What are you saying today?

If I was a precious jewel would you forget me? Would you wear the ring to remind you of the unending circle of love? I want to be with you. Do you take me for granted? Will you forget about me? Would you take me off to wash your hands of me? Leaving me there. Have you forgotten where you placed me? The ring is just a symbol of the covenant I made with you. For it's in the holiest place I long to dwell. The temple of your heart. Embedded in your spirits. Longing to know you. Do you feel it? Deep in the pit of your soul, the fire burns to know you. An uprising. It calls to you.

Does She know I miss her.....

I can't remember exactly when she got to big to hold.
I can remember pitter patter across the wood floor as I chase her.
I can't remember exactly what her first words were.
I can remember the first time she laid in bed and cooed.
I can't remember how business went on that trip.
I can remember her waking up surprise to see me and saying "Dada."
I can't remember what the arguement was about.
I can remember her deep brown eyes looking at me as I walked away.
I can't remember how many times I missed out tucking her in at nights.
I can remember to call and say goodnight.

She will always be my bambina, though now she is my young lady.
Does she know I miss her? I can never get back the times missed. But I charish every memory made.

Have you told them you love them today? Have you made memories with them? I would pay for what you have.

Lord how your heart must ache? How many prayers from little children asking for thier parents back have you heard today? How many prayers have you heard from those who have never known differntly? How many times does your heart weep in a day for the unborn? For the fatherless?

Thank you that my hope is in you Lord. Thank you for being the Lord of redemption. Thank you for promising to wipe away every tear. You alone are worthy of all my heart, soul, mind and strength.

Watch over her. Protect her, keep her pure before you. Let her know I miss her. Thank you daddy. (Romans 5: 1-11)