Enter Rayne

Rayne called.  After having texted and spoken some, phone rang today while I was on the road today.

Matt got to speak to Rayne as well, so it was an awesome day on our trip.  Who knows how this will turn out, now that my "siblings" have spoken.  Well, the adventure continues so I must go.

~ Morria

Journey to Wisconsin - Part 1

A whole week with Matt!  Havent got to hang out since we left New Orleans back in Summer 2001, though we have been in contact and talked ever since.  His an awesome "little brother"!

The flight into Chicago was grand, and the road trip was even better up to the Rush in Wisconsin.  Who knows what mischief the two of us gypsies will have this week!

~ Morria

Where is Home?

I am home yet not.  Strange how one can live house for almost 18 years, and in a short time though still you dwell there in, it is no longer home.  I love my room, but I know soon this ne're again will be my home.

How I long for the open road... a journey... an adventure.  Even a short bike ride would be a blessing right now.  To feel the wind in my hair, and see the cares of the day slip away from me... to have that freedom... if even for a few moments... blissfulness!

~ Morria

Imprisonment...

I hate this imprisonment of weakness; I hate this physical faintness. If only the strength of my childhood would return. If only, if only... Oh, what am I thinking? Things will ne’er be as they were, for my body is frail now, though a youth still am I.

Such is my lot in life, and ’tis a cross that I must bare. Would I ’twere another, yet still must I journey on, for though this be my lot, my calling is before me. By the grace of God I will do that which I am called to do.  A journey-task lies before me... tis time to find it.

~ Morria

Trials...

Trials, tribulations, and persecution, ne’er before for the past nine months have I had so many and at the same time! I thought I knew a little about what it meant to be disliked, to be an outcast, to be sorrowful, but in the past nine months my world has turned over. I have lost 5 people (people from my church and in my family) and my dog to death. Of those, Samuel's death hit me the hardest. He had been my teacher, mentor, and friend; in truth, I counted him my "big brother". With his passing I learned to have faith in God no matter how hopeless things looked and to trust in Him even when every thing made no sense.

Then with my work, which I took because it was my dream job, (a nightmare, though I knew it not!), I have faced a boss that has no understanding of this area, of the costumers she “serves”, compassion on her workers. She pays no mind to the health of her employees even when she is told of doctor’s advice. On top of all that, she has turned on the few of us that are different for dressing “too different”, even though we have followed everything that the company has told us to do.

How much I have grown through these testing times. I am not the same person I was a year ago, for in truth then was I a girl and now am I a woman.

~ Morria

Wolfy has passed...

My beloved Wolfy has lost her battle with cancer... true she was just a dog.  But she was an answer to prayer for me.  She was my best friend, a constant companion since I was 13, and the best furry friend a gal could ever ask for.  Sure, I believe my Grandma who says, "If they are special to us, God will have them waiting for us...", but I miss her wet nose, sloppy kisses, and warm shoulder to cry on.  I also miss my confidant, who I could tell all my deepest secrets to... At least I can say she never told a soul.  LOL.  Farewell, Wolfy Rajah Houser II!

~ Morria

Tragedy...

I am in complete and total shock...
Why God! Why?!?!?!?????
Samuel was killed to day driving home from work.  He was like the big brother I never had, in some ways a spiritual father.
 Shall I ever fell normal again?
What of Rebv and Liz, his brother and sister?
What of his young widow and their 3 children?
I have cried till tears no more will run.
I drew till my heart would brake, shall I e're draw again?
My heart is crushed,
My life in pieces.
Just hold me God!

~ Morria