Musing on praying with power. Pearl oysters rock.
Sally had a dream. One God placed in her heart. (Well, it would be in her heart, if oysters had hearts.)
“I have a heart, silly.”
Sorry Sal. Yes, oysters have a three-chambered heart which pumps colorless blood to all the body.
Not making that up.
Colorless blood? Can that really do the job? Like if Sally had to run a marathon or something.
Yes, sorry Sally, you do have a heart and a soul and you pray like mad all day long to Jesus.
There’s one thing I respect about you Sally. You seem an humble little bivalve. I know that only pearl oysters produce pearls. The oysters I love to eat with wild abandon swimming in cocktail sauce are not pearl oysters.
You are special.
There is the power in you to create a jewel.
Some of Mathison’s questions for Day 14.
How much water have you had this week?
Okay. Is that like literally how much water or spiritually? If you count all the glasses I made myself ingest and the tons I swallowed swimming at the pool, I’d say about 32 oz.
What is God waiting for me to partner with him to do?
Ride a tandem?
What’s in my mind’s eye?
Dreams. Again that’s personal. But Sally just put 500 down on a Cannondale. One thing about Sally, the girl knows what she wants.
All Sally would need is a little help reaching the pedals.
