Sunday, December 30, 2007
-Passing under bridges and hearing the heavy rain be suddenly silenced, only to come back into heavy rain a second later. It feels like travelling between two worlds: one wet, drippy and pounding, and another, silent, dry and dark.
-Getting a voicemail from my friend Ian letting me know he's in town, and knowing the next couple of days will be a fun mini-Belfast-crew reunion.
Friday, December 28, 2007
-Taking a really long time to wake up by watching t.v. and hanging out with my sister.
-Being greeted by my sister's dog Hayden when we got home. He was so cute, happy and affectionate.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
-Sitting outside reading in the warm sunlight and feeling completely relaxed.
-Hanging out with family: sharing gifts, cooking & eating, watching movies and telling corny jokes.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
-Waking up to cold, finally Christmas-like, weather.
-Watching the full moonlight reflect off the railroad tracks, like a beacon leading us home.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
**This post is dedicated to my Aunt Louise, who read my blog every day, and who will be very missed by us all.**
-Sitting outside in the warm Texas sunlight, reading a book and petting my parents' dog, Fritz.
-Finally getting a really great night's sleep.
-The perfect turkey avocado sandwich for lunch.
-Catching up with family.
-Getting an email that confirms my first "conversation" about being a mission worker with P.C. (U.S.A.) staff.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
(I actually made a video of how laid-back and silly we are.)
-Having friends come over again for Sex & the City Tuesdays at my place. We always laugh, drink wine, watch Sex & the City and eat ridiculous amounts of chocolate and cheese. It was Claudia and Emily's last night, so it was really bittersweet, but so fun to all hang out. This has been a tradition for 2 1/2 years, and I always love it.
-Hanging out with the youth as we cleaned up from Wednesday night dinner and played games and realized that this is the part of my job I love.
-Going over to Karen's to hang out and being greeted by Snickers the dog. Karen was dog sitting and it was so fun to have a dog to play with. Snickers is awesome.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
-Unexpectedly running into my friend Sara who I worked with this summer. I haven't seen her in forever, and it was so great to catch up.
-A really productive afternoon where I actually got more done than was on my to-do list.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Friday, December 07, 2007
-Attending a Buddhist prayer service for class, and discovering that it was only two monks (one male, one female) who lived in the ashram and prayed every morning and night. They had turned what was once a crack house in Atlanta into their dojo. I meditated with them (with some distraction as my legs went numb) as they drummed and chanted and was moved by their sincere devotion. Then, they invited me to have a simple dinner with them, as they broke their week-long fast for peace. It was so comfortable and relaxed to be eating dinner with two Buddhist monks I had never met and learn their philosophy of simplicity, pacifism and enlightenment. It was a holy experience.
-Watching a familiar movie and knowing my favorite lines before they were spoken.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Monday, December 03, 2007
Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
-Seeing my good friend Angelina in my favorite old coffee shop from college, and catching up on life since we've last seen each other.
-Walking with my Mom and Aunt, enjoying the coolness of winter and that gorgeous, massive Texas winter sky.
(One more: laughter coming from the next room which makes me want to leave the computer as soon as possible!)
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
-The little girl in the pizza shop who squealed with delight when her mom handed her a cup for her drink. How great would it be if we adults held onto our childish enthusiasm?
-Song sneaking over to me in the quiet study room of the library to present me with a delicious caramel pecan chocolate.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
-Being cheerfully greeted in a parking lot by someone I don't know.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
-The little boy at dinner who blessed his food by saying loudly, "God, eat this food!"
-A powerful prayer used in my Feminist & Womanist Ethics class. It's by Carolyn Stahl Bohler:
May we have a right perspective on our very real finitude as well as our infinite capacities.
May we not fool ourselves into thinking that we can live forever or that we are capable of doing or being all things, even for a few people. May we not be self-sufficient. Yet may we never limit what you can do through us. May we have a little more wisdom, a little more love.
We hope for and expect much. May we know when these hopes are too high or too low. May you accelerate us or put on our brakes, in a gentle way.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Friday, November 09, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Monday, November 05, 2007
-Dan stopping by to bring Fred over for a visit (see last post). I was running late and frantically searching for my keys, and Dan instantly saw them sitting on a table by the tv. A different vantage point always helps.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
-Picking a daylily, grateful I caught its bloom in time, and letting it gracefully float in a bowl of water.
-Staring up at the stars, my mind swirling with questions and hopes, and knowing that God hears me even when I don't speak them. Tonight especially, I know She hears me.
-A fourth for today: playing counting crows songs with Jessi outside on campus, and being joined randomly by two more guitarists and a drummer, creating a energetic jam session. It was so much fun.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
eleven years after i left it
somewhat more lost
i see faces unfamiliar to me
light up as they recognize mine
“we remember when you were born”
“we remember you almost didn’t make it”
i stop and listen.
“we remember you were three months early”
i listen, nodding.
“we remember you were very sick, very small”
i listen, feeling suddenly weak.
“we remember how worried we all were”
i nod, trying to remember.
“we remember the prayers. oh, how we prayed for you”
i fight back grateful tears.
“we prayed and prayed that your little body would develop,
“you spent months in the hospital, and still we prayed”
i keep listening, wanting to hear a happy ending to the story of my birth.
“and then, on Easter, here you were: tiny but healthy.
we baptized you into the family you already belonged to.
we said we would keep praying for you, and we still do.”
i am overwhelmed by their faithfulness
the power of their prayers
to create miracles
and i feel my lostness melt away
leaving only life
whole and sanctified life
that belongs not to me
but to the faithful pray-ers
who prayed me into being.
Monday, October 29, 2007
-The cute older man who stood in front of the big fish tank at Twain's, watching the fish with intent fascination. After he spent about five minutes on one side of the tank, he even walked around to get a look from the other side.
-A stranger saying hi to me in a store, and then wishing me a good day as we went in different directions.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
-A beautiful sunset reflected off of Lake Sinclair at Jessi's lakehouse. The color and symmetry was breathtaking.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
-Working on a sermon outside on a really beautiful day, instead of being cooped up inside.
-A session member coming over after our meeting to check in, encourage and uplift me.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
-Sitting outside with friends and dodging acorns that were hailing down on us from the trees above.
-Sitting on a familiar couch with Karen and Rob, laughing and watching tv. When he took me home, Rob said, "thanks for hanging out." Even though hanging out is such a regular thing for us to do, it was really nice to be thanked for it.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
-The barista at my favorite coffee shop telling me that I look like a dancer. I am a dancer, but at barely 5 foot 1, this is a great compliment!
-Walking outside in the gentle rain.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
-A stimulating class discussion where I was able to learn a lot from my African American classmates about the issues they face in their churches as women. There's something so important about sharing stories and experiences to become agents for change in our churches, communities and world.
-After a movie with Melissa, I decided to see if my friends were still out watching the football game. When I got to the parking lot of the sports bar, I saw one of their cars, and knew friendly faces would greet me inside. When I walked in, they did.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Monday, October 08, 2007
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
-Getting a haircut I'm not too sure of, and having friends persistently compliment me on it.
-Having to write a lament poem in my pastoral care class. This was a trying exercise for all of us, but produced powerful results. Here's mine:
It’s watery enough.
But what of this onerous ocean?
This sea that seems so placid at times
and roars with squalls at others
Do we all contain, deep within and below,
such an ocean?
Could it be that this ocean
is a gift?
We swim in this gift of grief
Succumbing to its waves and ebbs and flows
Yearning for moonlight to reflect on its waters
And the tranquility of a new day.
In the waiting for healing we travel these waters,
sometimes with a sturdy vessel to carry us
and sometimes barely keeping our head afloat.
We have days where the sudden violence of a storm
transforms our ocean of grief,
making it dark, unpredictable and overwhelming.
We barely breathe,
struggling to break the surface of waters
And then we too have days spent
floating upon the surface of its deep waters,
letting the sun warm our faces,
purposely or absently oblivious
to the cold depths beneath us.
This ocean of grief cannot be predicted,
And the living
and the surviving
is in this gift of grief
that, like mighty waters,
carries us; tossed, sopping and shivering
to the shore.
Monday, October 01, 2007
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
-Sitting next to someone on the plane and actually talking with them. The interaction with strangers is one thing I love about airports.
-Getting a ton of supportive calls from good friends.
-Spending time with all of my family. It was so great to catch up with parents, my sister, cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents.
-The largeness of the Texas sky. After living away from here, I find myself staring out the window as we drive past fields of cotton topped by big fluffy clouds in a massive blue sky.
-Late night soul-searching couch conversations.