The net has appeared

In July I put it out there that I would move to a place of my own by September 1. (See A leap of faith). I was taking a leap of faith approach. Leap and the net will appear.

It is now September 9. What happened?

In short, the net did appear. I had a divine inspiration, backed by a few prophetic dreams, and I ended up moving in to the vacant unit of a rental property that I had been trying to sell since April.

This building is in St. Catharines.

I was quite busy during the first three weeks in August, finishing up a documentary that I was producing for a community in Saskatchewan. I finished the documentary and travelled to Saskatchewan to attend the event where my documentary was being presented. I watched it together with some 300 people, and I saw two people moved to tears while watching the technical preview.

Upon my return from Saskatchewan I had a little over a week to complete my move. I spent the last six days of August going back and forth between Toronto and St. Catharines moving contents. This was all during some very hot weather. By the sixth day my body was reaching its limit. I decided that "I've been doing this for six days. Tomorrow is day seven - I'm going to rest."

So I begin yet another new chapter in my life.

Breathe. What's next?

Allergic reaction?

I think I am allergic to Touched By An Angel.

There is a book in the house, it's called In the Words of Angels. It contains “twenty inspiring stories from Touched By An Angel"; it belongs to one of my house mates. I like to read when I'm eating and I often pick up this book and read a couple of stories while I'm having my breakfast or dinner.

With every story that I've read in this book, I've experienced an allergic reaction. My throat constricts, my eyes water, and I feel a peculiar sensation in my heart. Are those not symptoms of an allergy? So far I haven't needed an epinephrine.

A new prayer

I have stopped praying for God to find me a wife. Instead I pray for God to make me be the kind of man that a woman would want for a husband.

I have stopped praying for God to give me a family. Instead I pray for God to make me be the kind of man that children would want for a father.