and brokenness.

My computer is still down. But  there is light at the end of the tunnel. My brother-in-law has said he will fix it for me this weekend. Yay. So hopefully next week I'll back to a more normal life in regard to  the internet.

Beanie is fine after her follow up at our doctors yesterday. He was mildly (on the surface) upset with the emergency room for not doing a CAT or CT scan on her little head. Damage could have been done to her brain that is not visible from the outside.  But she is fine. I on the other hand....am not quite fine. I am a bit uncomfortable and need to return to the doctor next week for a follow up.

It's nothing major. I have a backache, headaches and a very sore part on my back. But I'm good. I have to apply moist heat to my painful spots and take Motrin as needed.

This is Fair week for us. Tonight we work a booth for dear man's work. Tomorrow I get to be the adult (HAH!) at the CEF booth. Friday we head out of town for the weekend. That will be great. It has been a long time since we've gotten out of Dodge and we really need it.

Unless you're talking goat meat.

There have been several things over the years I could say, "You know I've never....

• had a cavity
• eaten goat meat
• been to the ocean
• been in a car accident
• been to the emergency room

Well we can axe those last two off my list. This morning we were returning from the farmers market when we were hit by small VW Bug. The lady claims she never saw us. Uhhh we're big and red. But I'm not blaming her. The force of the hit spun us around completely. When we stopped we were facing the intersection we had just crossed.

Damage to the van was minimal. She hit and dented the rear quarter panel, both rear tires blew and the rear side window shattered and fell out on the pavement. I am so thankful it did not fall in the van! Can you imagine!

Beanie recieved a nasty bump on the head. We think she hit the window. She had to have turned to look out the window and bumped it pretty good. The paramedics and EMT's both said she needed to be seen. I'm not sure about you but when a medical professional looks at my child and says she needs to be seen in the ER, I take them seriously.

We refused the ambulance ride though. We were blessed by friends taking the girlies and I to the hospital. Beanie was looked at and pronounced ok.  Another friend loaned dear man his car to come get us. They even brought lunch to the house when we were home.  And then took our water jugs to be filled. What a blessing they were!!

Beanie is a bit more clingy than normal, which if you know her at all might find it hard to see how she could be anymore clingy. But she really wants people around her all the time. Goober is doing okay. She has been told this is something we fuss over and if something hurts, tell us.

I was concerned neither girl would want to be in a car again, but both have gotten in and been fine.

Jesus is soo good to us!!

Shortly after Dear man and I were married we moved from Scottsbluff, NE to near Grand Island Nebraska. With that move I thought I knew where God lived. He lived in Scottsbluff, NE. He did not live in Grand Island. When I moved I left Him behind.

For the 12 months we lived in Grand Island I never saw God, not even a glimpse of His presence. I know other believers who live there and are convinced God lives there too. But I never saw Him. I looked for Him on occasion, but was constantly disappointed.

We moved from there to St. Louis. While there we worked for a mission organization at the their International Headquarters. I thought I would see God  there surely. But I found out God does not live in St. Louis. I truly had left Him behind in Scottsbluff.

God brought us full circle and we moved back to Scottsbluff just shy of 4 years after we left. I was excited because I knew God lived there. I knew I could find Him.

Imagine my surprise when He was not immediately obvious. I did not immediately sense His presence. I found glimpses of Him here and there, but I did not find Him. I thought He had moved after I did and now I was doomed to continue searching for Him.

It was as if we were playing a huge celestial  game of hide-and-seek and I was continually "it". I read the verses about seeking and finding, about drawing near and He would draw near. But I never experienced it.

Ten years after our move from Scottsbluff  thought I had finally caught Him. I was involved in a Bible study, Beth Moore's "Believing God" and I found Him. When the study ended though the bottom seemed to drop out of my life and God was gone again.

Eight and a half years after our last move I can say with confidence, I know where God lives.

God lives in my tennies. I certainly don't mean to sound sacreligious at all. I know you are thinking "God lives in Heaven" or "God lives in your heart".   But I know God really lives in my tennies.

Eric Liddell said "when I run I feel His pleasure" and to that I say a hearty A-Men. I too feel His pleasure when I run. But more than that I feel His presence.

When I tie on my shoes, I feel God come down. He runs beside me, cheering me on. "Keep going!! You have a great cloud of witnesses seen only by Me. Keep going! In My strength, Keep on." I hear the faint sound of applause, those witnesses God handpicked from ages past to cheer me on.

When I cry out "I'm tired. I can't go on. I want to quit. I can only take another step with Your strength. I am feeble. I'm weak. I'm done. I want to quit", He says, "Run with endurance." And the applause gets a little louder.

When I run until I am spent God shouts, "WELL DONE!!" When I run praying all the things God is, when I run until I hear Him say "Stop" the applause is deafening. I can do nothing except sing in my soul,

I stand, I stand in awe of You. I stand, I stand in awe of You. Holy God to whom all praise is due,

I stand in awe of You.