And I have nothing to show for it.
That's because my dumb video editing software is like a one legged cat struggling to make its way up an icy hill as it fights an opposing windstorm with gusts of 80 mph's.
Its been hard- but I promise to have it done...
before I die.
And let me mention that I already have died. Recently. I died of humiliation, and if you're wondering if it has anything to do with my blog title-
It does. Indeed, it does.
Isaac and I have a bible study every tuesday at my house. You can watch the live stream here. (But wait, doofy head! That would be on tuesdays at 8pm central time). We were just wrapping up our last meeting and I decided to speak about the voids in our heart. This, my dear friends, was the conversation:
me: You know, I've been a wife and a mother, and I've come to realize that neither of those two things make me feel completely fulfilled. There are holes in my heart that only God can fill
Isaac: That's right.
me: Oh, honey! But you fill the sexy hole in my life!
Isaac: I fill your sexy hole?
me: You know it, bab- (*coming to a screeching halt, realizing what we are just now saying*) OH NO! NOT LIKE THAT!
isaac: OH! WHOOOPSIE THERE, EVERYBODY! We didnt mean it like-
It was too late. The mistake was beyond repair. We are doomed to be forever remembered as the "sexy hole" pastors.