Photo manipulation...for real

So, this morning I had one of those dorky (yet brilliant) ideas, the kind that only come to you when you're really bored and anything irritates you. Today the inspiration stemmed from four and a half hours of sleep combined with a 6am set and lots of puddles in the parking lot. I decided...*drumroll*... to take some artistic photographs using the puddles (more like ponds) created in the IHOP parking lots every time it rains, and then publish them in the Partner's Journal. It would probably help get the hint across if we called it "prophetic art" as well...

The point being, obviously, that we intercessory missionaries risk drowning every time we go into the prayer room to take our place on the wall, and it's time for the ones that God has called to be Joseph's and blessed with finances to decide exactly what kind of foundation the House of Prayer is going to be built on...because before long it'll disintegrate into sand.

I'm both exaggerating and joking =D (mostly), but this is getting waaaaay too cheesy, even for me, so it's time for this post to come to an end before I get completely carried away. Thank goodness no one knows this blog even exists...