It's early a.m. (Well, actually it's 8:40 a.m. and some call that early!) I was thinking about writing my prayers online this morning and sharing with you.

Then a steady stream of instruction came through and I'm scrambling to remember it all. And, I'm like, "Wait God!! I don't have anything to write down with and You know how bad my memory is!"

So, now I'm writing down what God said before I forget it!

I'm designing our Water's Edge website and it's been more than challenging. The hugest part of the issue has been that I've been playing both designer and wordsmith. I've got a good design. But I figured out yesterday that I couldn't keep going down that road because the design is taking more time (too much time) and where my attention needs to be is on the words and images that, hopefully, move people to join with Jesus in life!

So, I just hired a guy who I think will do a fabulous job. After much angst, by the way, I've decided to use Wordpress as our CMS on this site with that consultant's input.

But I digress.What did God say?

Here's the way the dialogue went. (And honestly, I was minding my own business and just thinking ... until God butted in. LOL)

Okay, so apparently I'm helping plan a Dockside happy hour! Let me explain . . .

One of our liveaboard neighbors doesn't got off to work in the morning. I suggested that we go grab lunch together one day, and she countered with "How about breakfast?" Interesting and fun lady. It was my first opportunity to really go "deeper" with anyone down at the docks. So, we went to Jimmy's - a local spot in Fells Point. Great conversations about life.

That tumbled into her showing me around some - because I'm still getting to know the neighborhood and she's lived here a long time. She's got a great spirit of hospitality! That led into her taking me to the laundromat she uses to do her laundry. (Honey, got the laundry done!) By noon, we had parted ways happy to know each other ... and looking forward to more down the road, er water.

God has blessed me with simple friendship around simple things.

(Picture a movie setting with a voice over) Later, back at the docks . . . She's back "home" and I'm returning home with sacks in hand. "I really, really had a good time with you today. I was thinking that we should get together all of the liveaboards and have "Happy Hours" on Fridays down here at the docks! What do you think? My husband says I'm an instigator. But it'd be fun! Let's go talk with John (dockmaster)."

Okay, it was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. But it counts!

The reefer (refrigerator on a boat) quit working this past weekend. All of our food went south fast. It was not a fun job pulling that food out of there, let me tell you! No, I did not take any refrigerator experiment pictures for you.

Moving onto the sailboat is filled with all sorts of challenges. We have been ferociously sorting, labeling, velcroe-ing, finding cubby holes to stuff, buying Rubbermaid/Sterlite containers, pulling extension cords through openings and figuring out how much an extension cord can take before you trip the breaker, making boarding steps and a landing area to the boat, filling water tanks and 'getting the antifreeze out of the lines', setting up the TV and figuring out how to keep it from falling over when weather is rough. Every surface area has been full of stuff to figure out it's future permanent location. It has been difficult finding one seat some evenings.