can you imagine getting a letter from God?

i'm traveling for business this week...my adventures have taken me to the charlotte-douglas airport. while waiting for my flight i stumbled into a bookstore, no intention of buying, just looking. i can across the book "The Shack" of which i hear is an excellent book. i flipped to the back cover to get the gist before i decide to read it.

while standing there the associate at the book store came up to put more books on the shelf, and informed me that it is the current most popular book in her store and she can't keep it on the shelf.

as i continue to read the back cover, i discover the book is about the murder of a young daughter where her remains are found in a nearby shack. at some point later, the father receives a letter, apparently from God, instructing him to go back to the shack. in true back cover fashion, the description doesn't reveal what was found there, only that it changes his life.

i looked at the young woman from the book store and told her that many friends have read the book and raved about it. she looked at me and asked "can you imagine getting a letter from God?" to which i replied, letters from God come in many forms. she walked away.

my initial gut reaction to that question was yes, i can imagine getting a letter from God, in fact, i have...ok, not so much a pen and paper letter, but i've gotten memos. do this, tell her this, read this, realize this. it's a bizarre feeling, but i always know when it's coming from God.

i hope to read this book soon, and i hope it continues to spark dialogs about getting letters from God.

looky there!

first of all...i know, i've been a bad blogger lately...sorry. that said, on with the post...

i would like to introduce you to my new friend snappy.

steve picked out his name...clever don't you think. steve also ran over him with the lawn mover last night. note the battle scars on the top of his shell.

steve roll in the house with this grass covered rock, which i quickly realized was a turtle. we cleaned him (or her, not sure) off, and waited for the emergence of a head and legs from the shell. after a while, snappy was crawling all over the kitchen counters, and of course i had to grab the camera...the last time a saw one of these things close enough to touch was when i was about 10. the dogs also found snappy amusing. brynn wanted nothing to do with the shell, but trey was ready for a snack...snappy wanted nothing to do with the dogs.

after about an hour, we put snappy back outside...steve was ready to keep him until he realized it was another mouth to feed...about an hour after that he was gone. i felt like a kid again, and it was fun. Enjoy the photos of snappy.