Sunday, October 12, 2008, Nashville, TN, 5:48 a.m.~
Johnathon here. Just woke up not even fifteen minutes ago. *YAWN* Good morning!
Might as well stay awake: family will be rising in a few minutes; soon all h-e double hockey stick is going to break loose. Sunday mornings are always crazy at our house!
Get the kids up, bathed, readied, get themselves ready, and be out the door by seven fifteen at the latest so we can make it to Golden Corral by the time it opens at 7:30 (or Fire Mountain, wherever we decide to eat). Then be at the church by eight thirty, so the choir can warm up, be ready by the time the first service starts at nine sharp.
WHEW! Makes ME exhausted just THINKING about it!!
This morning at church, both maman and Ronee' are singing. Maman is singing during the praise/worship portion, and Ronee' is singing during the offeratory. Maman is going to sing "He's Alive", and Ronee', "He's Coming Again". One, a traditional gospel song, the other, country flavored. I'm sure they'll do a good job; they always do.
And meanwhile, here I stand (okay, sit) on the platform, doing sign language for the deaf members of our church. (Wheeee!!) As usual, I'm shoved in the background again, while Ronee' and mom get all the glory, all the attention!! GRRR!! I HATE that!!
I would sing today, but my throat's sore. Must have been snoring again in my sleep. So I'm relegated to just doing my signing.
In a few weeks is our Fall Harvest Festival here at church. I will be singing that night, before Ronee', and before the headline act of the evening, the Kevin Spencer Family from Ohio. They have this song, "And The Blood Is Still There", which is a powerfully anointed song; you hear it, and it's like, "WHOA!!" They're really good, as far as gospel singers/groups go, but if you ask me, I'm more into the contemporary (modern) gospel music; always have been, always will be.
Don't think I'll be dressing up that night; that's more for babies. Last year, I did, and so did Ronee', but this year we're going as ourselves. *grins* We're too old for that kind of stuff.
Besides, we're not celebrating Hallowe'en: we're celebrating Jesus Christ and His message of Salvation.
We do this as an alternative to the mainstream Hallowe'en events. We find many people like it, and it's gotten bigger every year in the few years Christ Community Assembly of God Church has put this on. This year's event promises to be no exception; in fact, it may draw our biggest crowd yet: over 10,000 people are expected to attend.
That's a LOT of people!!
I just wonder where they're going to put everyone. This is going to prove to be verrrrrry interestin'!
Healthwise, I'm doing okay. No new complaints; just pluggin' away in my motorized chair, takin' life one day at a time. I am happy to say I've recovered from my fall; the last of the bruises are just about gone. Have a realll pretty one on my hipbone; it's a miracle I didn't fracture my hip when I fell out of my chair! I will tell you this much, though: it was painful!! Wouch!!
It's just I get frustrated with people wanting to help me all the time. I wish I could be able to do more for myself, but this damn disease is taking away what little I have left, and it's not going to get any easier, I'm afraid! I just hope I live to be 20 or even 25; that'd be great! That way I could have a chance of nabbing a girlfriend or getting married! That'd be cool! :)
Or maybe even go to college to go into graphic design or journalism; I could be a dandy journalist/writer!
Oh, oh! I did it! I sinned. I said the D-word. Whoops! Now I will have to repent; don't want that sittin' on my conscience before church!! No, sireee! Damn it, I hate it when I do this! Oh, darn, did it again!! WHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! Stupid devil, go aWAY!! Stop botherin' me!!!
Repent, repent, rePENT!!!! AGGGH!!!!
Satan, get thee behind me; I'm Jesus' property, not yours!!
Boy, this is NOT making ANY sense whatsoever! Call it lack of breakfast; my brain's still half asleep! Mommy, I'm hungry!! Feed me!!!!
Maybe I ought to do my baby cry. I can do a real good baby imitation!! LOL
That ought to get results! Especially if mama thinks it's either Ian or Isaiah doing the crying when it's actually just li'l ol' me!! LOL
That ought to be pretty funny! LOLOLOL
Well, I hear someone comin' this way; maybe they'll get me outta my chair, get me washed and ready for brekky/church. I will write in here again soon; until later, this is Johnathon signin' outta here! Bye for now!
~Love, your pal, Johnathon. :D