It's been a busy few days. I went to a church in Chicago Friday night with three other women. I had a nice time. I enjoyed the speaker. But when people ask me how it was I say, "well, it was good, it was ok". I guess deep down inside myself I wanted and was expecting more. I think that in my spirit there was something I can't put my finger on. Worship was good for me, only two or three songs that really got me going. I got back to my home church on Sunday and inside I was still going strong from Friday night. When we sang the song, "I Am Free" I wished all the uptight white people in my church would get up and actually run and dance and scream......why didn't I do it at my church, I did it at someone elses? Well, ok, I don't own a good bra, every one at that other church didn't know me and probably wouldn't see me again......LOL...excuses excuses. :-)

I'm not feeling well. My sinus, my ear and my jaw are hurting. Go away in the name of Jesus!