OK, so it's not my birthday. But it was my birthday "weekend" (like at my age I need one of those) and I got a birthday pie and I got birthday presents and I got birthday hugs and spent time with birthday friends. Ol' practical me. Sometimes God speaks through friends....and Walm@rt gift cards, free produce, and shampoo samples. Now I'm prayerfully drained and it's bedtime but I can't stop praying now - it's just too early. He's still got some work to do, some light to shine, some grace to give, some hearts to enter, some heads to clear. I will help like it's my job. Because it is.