12.26.09

Set me 3, Lord!

I am laughing so hard at myself right now. I was just waking up and thinking about everything, and I felt a rush of joy come over me, and I was thinking of what real freedom might mean to me right now, and I wanted to ask God to give it to me. I began to pray, and meant to say, "set me free!" But instead, what came out was, Lord, set me three!

I'm sitting here cracking up. Even my words come out wrong these days. Also when I talk, sometimes the sentences come out unfinished before it goes to another one. I have no idea what that's all about. I'll be trying to say something, and my thought stays on one track, but my words don't follow the lines, instead they just hop around and do their own thing.

So that's what I'm doing today. Praying for threedom. Or, realizing the threedom that I already have, and thanking God for it.

The cat is watching me type and sit here and laugh. Oh! Guess what. I'm not limping today! And my head is clear. Two cups of coffee, and now I'm wide awake. I feel normal.