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- June 23, 2007 (7:45 AM) -

About five minutes ago I woke up. I passed by the only mirror in this house as best I can tell and just had to smile and laugh at myself. My eyes were so little because 7:40-ish AM is very early for me, and my hair was going all over the place; it has been wild lately. I thought if others saw my appearance now how funny they must think I'd look because I'm so tired. Then I thought how good it is to be able to laugh at myself so early when it was so difficult to stop crying only a few hours ago! :)

Harriet didn't sleep all night I think. She actually left me in the room alone. She told me last night that this was what she must do --- give me time alone --- although her not being in here (her room) with me was very unexpected and not requested. I think I can hear her singing now just outside the room. If so, that's a wonderful thing because it means others are hearing a song for Papa that three weeks ago she'd have pretty much only sung in her room though her heart longed to share about Papa. I think now I can hear her praying just outside. There are others there in the other room with her which means that they are likely hearing her pray. Perhaps it is only my heart and imagination that makes me think she is doing these things just outside this room ... BUT what HOPE they give my heart to think that she will soon, if she is not now, be leaving her room a lot and spending less time alone to fulfill her heart's greatest desire --- sharing about Papa to reap a harvest.

I shared with her yesterday night in that waiting time that I used to be like her --- alone and in my room a lot with just me and Papa. Now, I know I cannot be that person very much. Our mutual alone and in our room time is not bad and was not unnecessary perhaps, but I think Jesus the Christ desires for us both to be out among the people now simply showing them our love and engaging in their lives so that "by all means some may come to Christ." Run Harriet, run with our Papa and be very effective as you grow from being the crawling baby to the full-grown, mature Olympic sprinter! I love you a lot, and you will be missed but not forgotten. Perhaps in a year, you'll get your heart's desire and your "treasured pearl" will come back to minister alongside and with you. Perhaps ... but I simply do not know for now when or if that desire will be fulfilled. Let's just be mature and effective wherever Papa plants us! :) :) :)