Ok, so I’m getting tested again. Honestly…this time of the year…is  always a test on one level. Now however, there’s this new other level and a new dissatisfaction that is the result of the fantastic Thanksgiving I had…the kind of holiday situation I’ve always wanted.

Funny how I just realized that one of my deepest desires came to pass but not with the person I wanted it to happen with. This is actually a wierd thing, because while I was busy allowing some pathetic familiar spirit of defeat and depression torment me since yesterday about one of my deepest desires never having been met, it just occurred to me that part of the dream did happen. I hadn’t realized that.

The part that is missing is that one person and now…I find out that he’s gone. He left the ministry he was in…left the church four weeks ago. I wondered why I hadn’t seen him, and despite the fact that we weren’t speaking due to a misunderstanding…I kept praying for him. Now…I’m supposed to give up and call it quits. Thing is…although there’s a side of me that wants to just weep in total despair…there’s another side that keeps hearing…”he’s coming.” I keep trying to tell God about…”look at this…he’s gone.” But again…I’ve been hearing…”he’s coming.” So…”Ok” I say, “You say he’s coming. I see he’s gone, but You’ve got this. You’ve got him, and You are working things out of him that needs to be changed. So…do Your thing.”

I’m saddened by discovering his departure because he was so close to his goal. In fact, I also discovered the departure of another brother that I actually met at that Thankgiving party I attended….a nice guy. It’s a shame. It seems like right when my friend was at the point in which he could have achieved victory, the attack  got stronger and he weakened.

Then again, maybe he was too weak to begin with, because maybe he wasn’t being totally honest and totally obedient. I saw small signs. So again…God is moving. God is working. He’s gone, but it’s not over. He will be humbled. The spirit of pride will be destroyed, as will the spirit of fear. He will stop running and remember what God has done for him. Too much word was planted in him. God’s word does not come back void. “He’s coming, ” and I will continue waiting to see the glory of the Lord, because this is an area that I definitely want to see a victory in.

In other news, I did some free makeovers at this event last weekend. There was an older woman there that I did…one of the vendors. She had had some sort of lift 10 days prior and lifted her glasses to show me the bruises around her eyes, asking me if I could do anything with that. I said yes, and although it took more time than most, I covered all her bruises, and made her look beautiful…so much so that she went from looking like a worn out old rag…rather exhausted, to sparkling and bubbly…laughing and having a great time.

Two hours later, I spoke to another vendor who had observed me giving the makeovers, particularly to her. This gentleman was gay, and made his comment with that flair for exaggeration and drama, saying, “Honey! You worked a miracle on that old hag!” I was stunned, because I couldn’t think of who the old hag was he was referring to. When I finally realized…I said, “Oh. You mean the older lady I did first?” He said, “Yes. There was no help for her, but you did the miraculous!” I was just laughing, because of course, he said this with that two snaps and a twist attitude, and I couldn’t help it…I had to laugh.

It worked out well though. I met some people…made a few connections, and got an order…potentially two, because I had to find out what a certain product was for one lady before she will order. My hope is to get to know a some people…or at least get familiarity established in that they constantly see me…and start planting seeds for the Lord.

Several people asked me if I would be back in the next month, so I and my partner decided that we could do it again. Plus…I met a photographer who was thrilled that I wanted to work with her. So it was nice.

Well people…it looks like my holiday will be basically quiet. I’m supposed to do dinner with moms…and girlfriend invited me to some sort of family ho-down holiday picnic thing. Actually…that event won’t be quiet. What I’d like to do is visits and free makeovers for cancer patients on Christmas day…you know, fix them up for their visitors. If I don’t see yall out here in xangaland until after the holiday, have a Merry Christmas! Peace and blessings.