First time I saw Baby Ben on cloud duty. Hoooraaah

3/26/14--11:29 am

Was that you that twerted? I heard 2 twerts, were they both you? Says sister to her clarinet toting brother. What a different perspective sisterly love is to motherly love.

You shut up, that is my son’s twerts. I wish you would have twerted or tweeted for me through Highschool, you chose not to so you have no right whatsoever to correct his twerts.

Anyway, the twerts were mine to miss or to hear. I missed the twerts, but I didn’t miss the skyscape. I’m glad that I wasn’t in my bed crying and missing the banter and the sky interplay. It was delightful.

The concert was 2 songs and 2 little people to enjoy in the seats in front of me before my wise Frosh came to tell us that he was ready to go. I am glad that I didn’t hear the twert, mess up of my baby. He knows that he has to practice and he doesn’t.

I will spend more time reminding him. For me and “Helen” the adventure of overcoming fear of the audience is the most important part of the process. Helen had a whole bunch of friends with her at this concert. I guess it was because it was my anniversary?

I thought it was Mu, because she wrote Lauren's name in the sky for me and everyone knows Lauren was her favorite. I said that must be MU, but when I saw the kookie clown I knew that it was someone I had never seen on cloud duty before. Do you have to be in heaven 25 years before you get cloud duty? Not Uncle Charles he's had cloud duty several times and he's only been there a little bit of time and aunt Glo's a neophite in heaven and she's been on a couple too...?

Helen made another trumpet blast in the sky this morning.

Do you hear him coming? Do you see the trumpets? I know He's coming Helen I said. Are the trumpets visible for the audible and audible for the visual? I am looking for His appearing. Helen said He is coming soon! I said I know. How good God is to allow the sky to show and manifest His appearing as imminent. Halleluia, what a Savior!

Goosey Psychologist

Goosey seemed very empathetic at my story about En’s injury from a duck from years ago. She was just letting me go on and on about my anger with that duck. It bit my boy on the thumb and I was still holding a grudge, not against all ducks, mind you, but just that one duck. It is not nice to come to the park and talk about grudge of a duck. They don’t take well to that, but I will listen anyway, because it is clear that you need to get this off your chest. It was so nice of her to humor my violent expression. This little couple of birds did a bird version of a wheeley infront of us. I think that is bird for don’t listen to her, she is one of us, she would not have kicked that duck when it bit her son. 2 sets of birds did this in front of the goose, while she was listening to me. I think they have a coding and system of checking people out and that goose is the main judge of character on the pond. Either that or she is the pond psychologist. She was really cathartically humoring me.

Flying in Favor"lings"!

It was a sunny Lord's Day and I was determined to "press my way", inspite of my untoward attitude. This is an attitude that comes yearly, when March rolls around, for some unspoken reason.

So, yesterday I heard John p. Kee’s new song. Walking in Favor. I wasn’t impressed myself. But the response of the birds was utterly remarkable. As soon as they heard it they said, who is flying in favor, sit like this. Amen. And they did. All the say to church they were popping five, as it were with eachother to signify that they were aware that they were flying in favor. I was impressed that they were so aware of the favor of God upon them. It dulled the accusations of the enemy for a brief moment. No matter how I prep for this month, He always swoops. Maybe the birds can see him?{the enemy}

"He's trying to steal the glory", they warned. "He's not stealing it from me!" they said, everyone of them as I passed them. "Are you flying in favor?" They said let's see if she can get up from this swoop from the enemy. I don't think I did and he got entirely too much attention in spite of the help from my friends, sad to say.

Next stop "Paroucia"...

Froggiepoo and snakey and I got on the train at 4th St. We had run up the stairs and that is not easy with your backpack in one hand and a tiny snake in the other. Thank God, Froggie had kept up with me hopping. I had to hold the door for a minute and he hopped the last steps limberly but a little slower than my long legs had taken me. There were people already on the train and other animals of every kind. We knew we wanted to go to Paroucia and everybody on the train had the same intention. I stuck snakey in my mouth and dropped my bag to grab froggy and make sure that he didn't fall between the entrance and the door of the train. The people on the train had determined to get to know one another. They were singing and praising and grateful to be on the way. Froggie and snakey set themselves in my bag and fell asleep. It was an arduous trip up the stairs and we had to catch our breath.

I do appreciate how daddies love their daughters...

There was a time that I couldn't see it quite as clearly. I felt a kiss from my daddy one day, while I was mowing the lawn. I knew it was him and I held that kiss close as could be. They love us, daddies do. They can't really tell us what they want for our lives so clearly, but they love us and it is a part of the picture of the Father in heaven's love. Mrs. Day didn't have any daughters so she wasn't at the father's meeting. They seemed to show me the types of material that were being used for the stairs. I thought they were cleaning the stairs, when Mr. Day showed me his part. But, now I think that they have a part in building the stairs that we will take to the sky on. As I drove through the fog it was as though they were all carrying the car through. Look at this block and look at the inside of that block, the prayers of the saints are used in the composition of the steps. Will we overcome, by the blood of the Lamb and the word of our testimony? is always my question. Look the question is not will we overcome, but will we be ashamed at our prayerlessness as I was when Gramps said, not one of those prayers of yours in Heaven was for me. I was ashamed, because I knew that was true. Well he brought the crew to show me the density of the stairs and to show me the importance of prayer. Uncle says that is his most important investment, in eternity was to have invested in the stairs. They popped over to show me that when you pray for one of their daughters in a special way, the father of that daughter is Amening in Heaven and carrying that prayer right to the block of stairs we'll be walking on when we are gathered together in the air and in the clouds. Gramps said I know that she will know what I mean when I guide her through the dense fog and she feels fine about it. Pray, pray pray and watch for His appearing.

Mrs. Day invited me to the "All Saints Day" Ladies' Tea Party in the sky

I think that as soon as Grandma heard that I was invited, she did what my dad used to do when she would come over. She ran up the stairs so that I wouldn't see her. I only saw the stairs she ran up. Every time the rainbow and the sunset sit opposite of eachother, it is sentimental to me. I had seen the stairs before, but I didn't realize that it was because my Gran was running up the stairs so that I wouldn't see her. I know that she was there because of the stitches on the sheer part of the sunset that the ladies were working on so diligently in their meeting. I really think that Gran is going to be my surprise, when I get to Heaven and she shows me the stairs every time I get close enough to see her in the sky parties. Those ladies are totally into the Chad puzzle and they painted their part of the puzzle, clearly. I really can't tell if they are telling me of the puzzle or following me in the puzzle and that is strange. Anyway, they painted into the skycloth sunset and it had a sheer covering that had Gran's sweet stitches. Be careful of the pins, I could hear her say as she ran up the stairs, it's only basted together. I loved seeing the steps but I couldn't believe that she would show me her stitches.