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D.O.R.K.

One great thing about Facebook is keeping in touch with family and friends. I have a wonderful niece that I’ve watched grow up from afar. We only get to see each other on Thanksgiving that is if my brother’s family can get here.

Looking at Xandi’s photos and reading her status shows me that she has an awesome relationship with our Lord, Jesus Christ. Wow, sometimes her insight as a teenager is so remarkable, I forget she’s still in high school.

I was surprised when she posted, “I love being a D.O.R.K.” When first of all I know she isn’t, so I figured it meant something special. She told me that I was a D.O.R.K. too. Well maybe not quite like that but she would have been right. I’m happy to report that I am a Daughter Of the Risen King, a D.O.R.K.

I love having a Facebook relationship with Xandi, so I hope when I confess to her that I’m also a dork, she won’t think any less of me. Dictionary.com states, that a dork is a noun that means, “a stupid or ridiculous person. “ So Xandi, I’m sorry but your Aunt Peggy is a dork.

Why?

In my last post, I talked about my drive to work? Well, the other day, I caught myself being pretty dorky when I was practicing my wave. Yup, that’s right practicing how to wave at the approaching traffic.

The practice consisted of 3 types of wave:

  •  The full fledge side to side wave;
  • A simple lift of the hand wave;
  • Or a cool peace sign.

I’m really thankful that I didn’t pass the same person twice or they would have thought…what a dork!

Ephesians 4:3-6 says, Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope when you were called; one Lord, faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all. (emphasis mine)

Well I was always told that you could find all the answers in God’s Word.
So how does a D.O.R.K. wave?

How else but with one index finger pointing straight to the heavens!
I’m hoping that maybe, just maybe the traveler going the other way will think…

WOW! WHAT A D.O.R.K.

Thanks Xandi for helping me be a great big D.O.R.K.
Love You Bunches,
Aunt Peggy

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