First off, let me reiterate that I am a hard-core procrastinator. It's a habit I would like to break, but haven't been able to just yet. But sometimes, good things happen to those who procrastinate (I know it's wait, but for the sake of this post, humor me).
I went to chapel this morning at Seminary. It's Wednesday, so we had communion. I'm a big fan of communion. After chapel, I was going back to my room to do some stuff, but I passed by the youth director's office and one of my new friends was in there by herself, so I said, "Hi, 'Michelle.'" 'Michelle' is a pseudonym, btw. So, we were talking for a few minutes and she was telling me some stuff I hadn't heard before. Like, how they do announcements in the refectory after chapel every day. And we were chatting about some other things and all of a sudden, I heard the announcer in the refectory say, "We have some new students..." And 'Michelle' said, "Oh, look! That's you! You better get out there." But I was like, "Are you kidding!" but then the announcer said, "Trish NewStudent is joining us this semester. Is she here?" And some people who could see me in the hallway said, "Yes, she's here! Come on out!" So I'm sure I turned bright red, (as per usual when I am unexpectedly made the center of attention) and walked out of the hallway into the refectory. I felt like a football player who was going out onto the field! haha. But they clapped and I felt like a dork (But that's ok, cuz I AM a dork. I hold this title with pride). And then they announced another new student and some students that would be joining us later in the semester, I believe. And after all that, I went to my room and did the stuff I'd been planning to do before I sidetracked myself. It was nice to have the students welcome me to the community, I was just unprepared. Thus, the turning beet red. I am laughing about it though. I'm not traumatized or embarrassed or anything...
So, anyway... After I did what I needed to do in my room, I went and put some much delayed thank you letters into the mail for the various people/organizations who have really supported me and wished me well as I begin this new adventure. And I planned to go buy my textbooks after I did that, because I should have done that earlier. So, I went to the bookstore and found the books I needed to buy, (except for one that they are out of) and the woman working behind the counter asked if I'd like her to order it for me. I said yes, paid, and then left the store. BUT, on my way out, I saw a man standing kind of in the foyer, and so I said "Hi." He started talking, and so I stayed and we conversed for a few minutes and he said, "Every year, I come and buy a student's textbooks. Can I buy yours?" !!!! WOAH! So, he said, "Come on, let's go back in." And so, we went in, and re-did the sale and I can't believe it. Wow. What a blessing and affirmation. God just really has a way of surprising me sometimes. It's a reminder that God is good, all the time.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
An idea of how my first day at Seminary went...
That's not to say it was bad. Just slightly overwhelming. But good. I'm optimistic about it all.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
P.S.
I finally finished unpacking and getting my stuff put away and in order. It feels less cluttered now!
Tomorrow is the Big Day.
Class here at Seminary starts tomorrow. I'm only taking one, because I'm doing CPE now, too. I'm taking "Ages of Faith and Reform." I believe it's a history class. What I'm most excited about, though, is the fact that there is chapel every weekday. I really like worshiping here. During J-term, I think they only do chapel on Wednesday afternoons. I went this past Wednesday, and it was cool. They are using the new "cranberry" hymnal. I went to worship today at a nearby church with two new friends, and that church also uses the new hymnal. I'm not very familiar with it yet, but it's nice. When I went to chapel Wednesday, I opened the book and noticed in the very front that there was a sticker or something that said something along the lines of, "Given from ILC, MyHomeChurchTown, Illinois; a partner in the Gospel." I knew we donated new hymnals, but I just thought it was cool that the very first time I sat down for chapel, I got to use one that my church donated. :)
In other news, for some odd reason, right now I am feeling similar to the way I felt on my first day of kindergarten 19 years ago. I wish I still had my little bookbag which was not like any of the other kids' bookbags. It was like a little briefcase that did not go on my back, but that I carried with two handles. It had school buses on it. I hated it back then, but now I remember it fondly. I feel kind of scared, but also very hopeful and excited that pretty soon I'm going to be making lots of friends, and getting to hang out and do fun community-type activities with people that I will get to know and love. I'm eagerly anticipating the day when I can consider this place to be a home of sorts. Right now, I don't call it home. I say, "It took me x amount of time to get back to Seminary the other day." I'm not saying, "It took me x amount of time to get home the other day." But I suspect that will change. My home will always be my home, but I hope that I can consider this place my home away from home. Also, whenever I hear about people who have gone here, I notice that they speak of it in incredibly fond ways. I want that kind of bond with this place, and the people who live here. So, I say as I am about to begin my first day, "Bring it on. I'm ready to dive in." It is my prayer and fervent hope that I can grow into my role as a seminarian. Quite befitting to this feeling is a song we sang during worship at the CPE house the other day. It is hymn # 814 in Evangelical Lutheran Worship.
"Take, oh, take me as I am;
summon out what I shall be;
set your seal upon my heart and live in me."
In other news, for some odd reason, right now I am feeling similar to the way I felt on my first day of kindergarten 19 years ago. I wish I still had my little bookbag which was not like any of the other kids' bookbags. It was like a little briefcase that did not go on my back, but that I carried with two handles. It had school buses on it. I hated it back then, but now I remember it fondly. I feel kind of scared, but also very hopeful and excited that pretty soon I'm going to be making lots of friends, and getting to hang out and do fun community-type activities with people that I will get to know and love. I'm eagerly anticipating the day when I can consider this place to be a home of sorts. Right now, I don't call it home. I say, "It took me x amount of time to get back to Seminary the other day." I'm not saying, "It took me x amount of time to get home the other day." But I suspect that will change. My home will always be my home, but I hope that I can consider this place my home away from home. Also, whenever I hear about people who have gone here, I notice that they speak of it in incredibly fond ways. I want that kind of bond with this place, and the people who live here. So, I say as I am about to begin my first day, "Bring it on. I'm ready to dive in." It is my prayer and fervent hope that I can grow into my role as a seminarian. Quite befitting to this feeling is a song we sang during worship at the CPE house the other day. It is hymn # 814 in Evangelical Lutheran Worship.
"Take, oh, take me as I am;
summon out what I shall be;
set your seal upon my heart and live in me."
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Dude, I totally harshed my own mellow...
Today, I was in CPETown doing my work at the hospital. I slapped some bucks into my pocket this morning to make sure I had enough money to have lunch. I ate all last week, and 3 days this week using twenty dollars. I still have $.60 left from that original 20. So, I was hoping the same amount would last me again. So, I didn't have to use my $20 bucks today, so it was just in my pocket. And, at the end of my shift, it was no longer there. It fell out of my pocket. So, me being as frugal as I am, was quite bummed about that. I guess I learned my lesson: Don't put lunch money in the same pocket as the paper I take out to jot notes on. *sigh* What's that about how we can't serve two masters? I figure someone who needed it more than I do found it and was blessed by it. I hope so, anyway. I would be totally bummed if some rich doctor found it... :) I'm a dork.
Anyway, my day was not all bad. I made some good contacts in the hospital. The best all day was with a 16 year old young man. He was honest and open, but he wasn't contrived or patronizing. I appreciated it greatly. Another up point in my day was that I met a very cute CNA this morning. We shall call him "Rob." I was in a room when he came in to deliver some OJ. He talked to the patient and then talked to me some. Later on, I saw him again and he talked to me again. And then, later in the hallway while I was charting, he came up to me and was feeding me this really dorky story about how the "Big Boss" really liked this (completely fabricated, in no way a possibility) idea of his. I played along with him and it was fun. Then when he was done saying that, he said something else along the lines of, "I don't mean to be too forward here, but I just wanted you to know that you are a beautiful woman. In fact, one of the most beautiful women I've seen in a while." And I was flabbergasted! I'm not typically considered the "beautiful" type. I'm the "cute" one. So, instead of thinking up all the reasons why he must be lying, I'm choosing to believe him. I was flattered. So, it's nice to be complimented sometimes, especially by people who are seemingly honest. I don't know why else he'd say that, so I'm believing he was being truthful. So, thanks "Rob;" you're not too bad yourself! :)
Anyway, my day was not all bad. I made some good contacts in the hospital. The best all day was with a 16 year old young man. He was honest and open, but he wasn't contrived or patronizing. I appreciated it greatly. Another up point in my day was that I met a very cute CNA this morning. We shall call him "Rob." I was in a room when he came in to deliver some OJ. He talked to the patient and then talked to me some. Later on, I saw him again and he talked to me again. And then, later in the hallway while I was charting, he came up to me and was feeding me this really dorky story about how the "Big Boss" really liked this (completely fabricated, in no way a possibility) idea of his. I played along with him and it was fun. Then when he was done saying that, he said something else along the lines of, "I don't mean to be too forward here, but I just wanted you to know that you are a beautiful woman. In fact, one of the most beautiful women I've seen in a while." And I was flabbergasted! I'm not typically considered the "beautiful" type. I'm the "cute" one. So, instead of thinking up all the reasons why he must be lying, I'm choosing to believe him. I was flattered. So, it's nice to be complimented sometimes, especially by people who are seemingly honest. I don't know why else he'd say that, so I'm believing he was being truthful. So, thanks "Rob;" you're not too bad yourself! :)
All the cool kids were doing it...
So, I am too. My aristocratic title.
The "St. Anywhere" seems quite befitting... Seeing as my mind has been wandering lately, and not confined to say the least. Ha.
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The "St. Anywhere" seems quite befitting... Seeing as my mind has been wandering lately, and not confined to say the least. Ha.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Pop Tarts are great!
And not just because they are a wonderful, portable, easy breakfast! Sis gave me some Pop Tarts for my dorm room here, and I finally had a packet of them today. I was looking on the box and I saw that I had another one of those "Free Download" boxes! These are the ones where there is a code on the inside of the box and you can go to the website and put in your code and download a song. So, I did that today. I didn't know what to download because there are a lot of songs I really like, but I decided on the remake, "Life is a Highway" by Rascal Flatts. It's a cool song. It's on the soundtrack to the movie "Cars" (A good movie, btw. I recommend it). I'm amazed that it only took about 3 minutes to download the tune though. That is the joy of cable Internet. The last time I tried to download a song from them, it took me 3 days because it kept timing out or something because I had dial up. Yay!
In other news, I pre-registered for my class today. I have to take the forms back to the office next Monday and finalize it. I decided to only take one class on top of CPE. That'll be 8 credit hours altogether. I don't want to burn out with the commute, loads of homework, and all the other things that are involved with attending seminary. I am feeling pretty good about this whole situation today.
Pastor was here again today for another continuing education event. I went to the other building to check to see if I had any mail, and when I was coming back through, he was sitting at a table having lunch. He motioned for me to come over and chat with him. That was nice. I wish I would have worn my "MySeminary" sweatshirt today; we could have been twins! lol. I contemplated it, but decided on my black zip up instead. Oh well.
Tomorrow I have to go back to CPE town because Tuesday is one of my working days. I just hope that it doesn't snow too much and make a mess out of the roads again.
And finally, I ventured outside of the seminary today to go some places by myself. I went to Target and HyVee and got some stuff for my refrigerator. I'm not a big fan of venturing places I've never been if I have to drive, but if I'm going to be living here, I need to get used to the roads and stuff. So, that's that. I'm back, all safe and sound. And with that, I'm going to go. Peace.
In other news, I pre-registered for my class today. I have to take the forms back to the office next Monday and finalize it. I decided to only take one class on top of CPE. That'll be 8 credit hours altogether. I don't want to burn out with the commute, loads of homework, and all the other things that are involved with attending seminary. I am feeling pretty good about this whole situation today.
Pastor was here again today for another continuing education event. I went to the other building to check to see if I had any mail, and when I was coming back through, he was sitting at a table having lunch. He motioned for me to come over and chat with him. That was nice. I wish I would have worn my "MySeminary" sweatshirt today; we could have been twins! lol. I contemplated it, but decided on my black zip up instead. Oh well.
Tomorrow I have to go back to CPE town because Tuesday is one of my working days. I just hope that it doesn't snow too much and make a mess out of the roads again.
And finally, I ventured outside of the seminary today to go some places by myself. I went to Target and HyVee and got some stuff for my refrigerator. I'm not a big fan of venturing places I've never been if I have to drive, but if I'm going to be living here, I need to get used to the roads and stuff. So, that's that. I'm back, all safe and sound. And with that, I'm going to go. Peace.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Funny Sleeping Story, as promised.
Last week, I mentioned that I haven't been sleeping really well. You know how it goes; new sounds, new environment, different bed, yadda, yadda, yadda... Well, one night, there was more to it than that. This is the story...
For Christmas, Sis and BiL got me one of those things that will charge your battery if it ever dies and you don't have jumper cables. They thought that since I am out here and don't know anyone, I should have this thing. So, I brought it with me when I came. Upon taking it out of the box, I realized that I needed to charge this thing before its first use. So, I read the instructions and it told me what I needed to do. When I turned it on, (it has to be on to charge) it let out this loud, high pitched, foghorn like sound. I thought, "Gee, I hope the neighbors aren't freaking out." But, then it quit the beep and just started flashing some. All was well and good...
Or so I thought. I went to bed that night and fell asleep pretty easily. But, YS called me about 10:00 or so to talk. I talked to her for a few minutes and she figured out that I had been sleeping, so she said she'd talk to me later. Great. Back to sleep I go. UNTIL about 2:30 in the morning when I'm awakened by this really loud, high pitched, foghorn like sound! My battery charger was done charging and it is programmed to do that when it's done charging so the owner doesn't overcharge it! I was afraid that the neighbors were going to come knocking to see what was going on. Thankfully, they didn't. Phew.
My heart was pounding because I was thinking, "I'm probably breaking all sorts of etiquette rules that residence halls have. I'm going to get kicked out and everyone is going to HATE me before the semester even begins!" (I know, completely irrational. Only my floor will hate me ;)) But again, I managed to get back to sleep. Until!! About 3:30 when all of a sudden I hear, "Crash, Boom, Bam! In the shower, in the shower, gettin' clean for the day! I will wash and then shower as the dirt goes down the drain!" (sung to the tune of "Oh my darling Clementine") I have this Patrick Star shower thing where he suction cups to the wall and you press his bellybutton and he sings or says various phrases. I think I might have blogged about him before...He fell off the shower wall, and in the process, his belly button got pushed. So, by then, I'm thinking, "You have GOT to be kidding me!" But, no one came busting down my door. I later learned that the neighbors were not here that night because they were doing something for J-term! Praise the Lord! Let's just say that Patrick will not be hung up again... He's sitting nicely in the bathroom.
That is my story from the other night. I look back and laugh now, so I hope you can giggle a little about it too.
For Christmas, Sis and BiL got me one of those things that will charge your battery if it ever dies and you don't have jumper cables. They thought that since I am out here and don't know anyone, I should have this thing. So, I brought it with me when I came. Upon taking it out of the box, I realized that I needed to charge this thing before its first use. So, I read the instructions and it told me what I needed to do. When I turned it on, (it has to be on to charge) it let out this loud, high pitched, foghorn like sound. I thought, "Gee, I hope the neighbors aren't freaking out." But, then it quit the beep and just started flashing some. All was well and good...
Or so I thought. I went to bed that night and fell asleep pretty easily. But, YS called me about 10:00 or so to talk. I talked to her for a few minutes and she figured out that I had been sleeping, so she said she'd talk to me later. Great. Back to sleep I go. UNTIL about 2:30 in the morning when I'm awakened by this really loud, high pitched, foghorn like sound! My battery charger was done charging and it is programmed to do that when it's done charging so the owner doesn't overcharge it! I was afraid that the neighbors were going to come knocking to see what was going on. Thankfully, they didn't. Phew.
My heart was pounding because I was thinking, "I'm probably breaking all sorts of etiquette rules that residence halls have. I'm going to get kicked out and everyone is going to HATE me before the semester even begins!" (I know, completely irrational. Only my floor will hate me ;)) But again, I managed to get back to sleep. Until!! About 3:30 when all of a sudden I hear, "Crash, Boom, Bam! In the shower, in the shower, gettin' clean for the day! I will wash and then shower as the dirt goes down the drain!" (sung to the tune of "Oh my darling Clementine") I have this Patrick Star shower thing where he suction cups to the wall and you press his bellybutton and he sings or says various phrases. I think I might have blogged about him before...He fell off the shower wall, and in the process, his belly button got pushed. So, by then, I'm thinking, "You have GOT to be kidding me!" But, no one came busting down my door. I later learned that the neighbors were not here that night because they were doing something for J-term! Praise the Lord! Let's just say that Patrick will not be hung up again... He's sitting nicely in the bathroom.
That is my story from the other night. I look back and laugh now, so I hope you can giggle a little about it too.
Yikes
I had my first ever "on call" shift of CPE from 8:00 a.m. Saturday to 8:00 a.m. Sunday. I was nervous. That pager just puts me on edge. But, I think I did pretty well. To pass the time between pages, (I got two within those 24 hours) I read a book. Sis also called, and I called Ma to wish her a happy birthday (it's today). I have two more "on call" Saturdays, but not for a while. I'm anxious to start regular visits which I believe will be less stressful because that pager is just intimidating... hehe.
Because "on call" lasted til 8 this morning, and it snowed a good amount up here last night and this morning/afternoon, I knew that I wouldn't be able to make it back to SeminaryTown to go find a new place to worship. Therefore, I planned ahead and looked at www.elca.org's website to find a church in CPETown. I mapquested it, and set out a little bit early to find it. Let me just say this: Mapquest Cannot Be Trusted! They told me to go north when I should have gone south! I mean, I'm in a big city with which I am not at all familiar, and they're telling me the exact opposite of where I need to go. I ended up stopping and asking some guy who was shoveling his walk. And because I had gone fairly far out of my way, he wasn't exactly sure how to tell me how to get where I needed to go. I followed his directions, and then stopped and asked some kid (I know, that probably wasn't good; but I stayed away from him while he talked to me. I don't want to be accused of kidnapping or something). So, I found the church and walked in just as it was starting. It was a nice service. Not what I was used to, but nice. But I am looking for a church in SeminaryTown and I'm slightly disappointed that I wasn't able to do that this weekend. Me and my momentary insanity with volunteering, I guess! But really, I want to find a church similar to my church back home for right now. That might change in the future, but I think continuity and routine will help as I continue to adjust to living here.
On my way back to SeminaryTown from CPETown, the roads were BAD! Not too bad for the first 40 miles or so, but the last hour of driving was just AWFUL. I was very thankful that there was an SUV type vehicle in front of me leading the way. And when I got to Seminary, I pulled into the parking lot and gunned the car so I could get through the snow pile. It was kinda fun because no one was around for me to hurt.. And I was going up to the higher parking lot and gunned it through some snow the snow plow man had just pushed out of the way. It was also fun. As I was getting out of the car, I realized I couldn't find my phone, so I was looking for it. I found it as the snow plow man drove up to my car. I talked with him for a minute. Nice guy; seems really cool.
Anyway, I also wanted to thank those of you who have offered me advice on living in this "strange, new place." :) I appreciate it. I will have to take you up on your suggestions when I can, because I know that they will help me integrate into life here. See you all later, and make sure to drive safely if you got blasted with winter weather.
Because "on call" lasted til 8 this morning, and it snowed a good amount up here last night and this morning/afternoon, I knew that I wouldn't be able to make it back to SeminaryTown to go find a new place to worship. Therefore, I planned ahead and looked at www.elca.org's website to find a church in CPETown. I mapquested it, and set out a little bit early to find it. Let me just say this: Mapquest Cannot Be Trusted! They told me to go north when I should have gone south! I mean, I'm in a big city with which I am not at all familiar, and they're telling me the exact opposite of where I need to go. I ended up stopping and asking some guy who was shoveling his walk. And because I had gone fairly far out of my way, he wasn't exactly sure how to tell me how to get where I needed to go. I followed his directions, and then stopped and asked some kid (I know, that probably wasn't good; but I stayed away from him while he talked to me. I don't want to be accused of kidnapping or something). So, I found the church and walked in just as it was starting. It was a nice service. Not what I was used to, but nice. But I am looking for a church in SeminaryTown and I'm slightly disappointed that I wasn't able to do that this weekend. Me and my momentary insanity with volunteering, I guess! But really, I want to find a church similar to my church back home for right now. That might change in the future, but I think continuity and routine will help as I continue to adjust to living here.
On my way back to SeminaryTown from CPETown, the roads were BAD! Not too bad for the first 40 miles or so, but the last hour of driving was just AWFUL. I was very thankful that there was an SUV type vehicle in front of me leading the way. And when I got to Seminary, I pulled into the parking lot and gunned the car so I could get through the snow pile. It was kinda fun because no one was around for me to hurt.. And I was going up to the higher parking lot and gunned it through some snow the snow plow man had just pushed out of the way. It was also fun. As I was getting out of the car, I realized I couldn't find my phone, so I was looking for it. I found it as the snow plow man drove up to my car. I talked with him for a minute. Nice guy; seems really cool.
Anyway, I also wanted to thank those of you who have offered me advice on living in this "strange, new place." :) I appreciate it. I will have to take you up on your suggestions when I can, because I know that they will help me integrate into life here. See you all later, and make sure to drive safely if you got blasted with winter weather.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Beam me up, Scotty!
Ok, so I've finally found a moment to blog. I'm all moved in to my room at the place others have lovingly referred to as, "The Mothership." Man, this has been SOME week, though. This is probably going to be a long post, so you might want to pop a bag of popcorn or something...
First off, I lied. I unplugged my computer Saturday afternoon. Thus, no new posts since then. So, I'm sorry; it was an unintentional lie. My bad. My sibs wanted to go as soon after worship as possible. So, I unplugged my computer and had it all ready to go with all of my other stuff. Sunday morning came around I went to worship. I talked with a few people before church started, and Pastor came up to me with the alb he told me he was going to give me. He had it cleaned, and an alb bag made for it. He also included the cincture (sp?) and a wooden cross, so I went and hung it up on the coat rack so it wouldn't get all wrinkle worn in the pew with me. Pastor is an awesome guy. He has been a tremendous influence on me and I don't know where I'd be without him. So, even though he doesn't read this, I'd like to say a big fat, "Thank YOU, Pastor!"
Ma and I were then waiting and waiting and waiting in the fellowship hall for my sisters who said they would be there. But, they weren't coming, so we went in and sat down when it was almost time for the service to begin. The ushers seated us and a minute later, Sis, BiL, Howard, and YS came in and sat down with us. Then, not 10 seconds later, my older brother (the one who didn't come to my graduation party) came in and sat with us, too! Which is awesome because he NEVER comes to church. He's baptized and confirmed, but he hasn't been to worship in years. I had told him about it being my last Sunday, but he didn't seem too enthusiastic. Boy was I surprised when he came in! Pleasantly surprised.
Anyway, worship started and Pastor started leading the service. After one of the hymns, he said, "You may be seated, but I'd like to invite Trish up here for a minute." So, I walked up there and he had a little book up front with him. He mentioned to the congregation that I was leaving for Seminary soon after worship. That made the church clap. I was touched. And then he did the brief order of service for "Farewell and Godspeed." It basically said, "Trish, you were baptized in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit here, you were confirmed here, and you have been encouraged here. The Holy Spirit has empowered you to go forth to further discern your call to public ministry. We wish you farewell and Godspeed." And that's not at all a direct quote because it was just sort of overwhelming (in a good way) and so I didn't get a chance to really memorize what was said. But then, after that was over, Pastor said, "Don't go anywhere yet." And he went behind the pulpit and brought some stuff out. He told me that the quilting group had been very busy and that they made me two quilts. Since they knew my favorite color is orange, (Did I ever mention I wear bright orange shoelaces?) and because the colors of my seminary are orange and black, they made one quilt orange and black squares, and one is orange with some patterns in the other squares. They are both very nice. One is now on my futon and the other is on my bed. I look at them and think of home.
But, that wasn't the end. Pastor also presented me with the new ELCA worship book, "Evangelical Lutheran Worship." They had purchased 25 of them to give to the seminary, and I guess they probably bought one for me to take. And finally, I was given "The Lutheran Handbook for Pastors." I was so humbled I can't even begin to tell you. The people at my home congregation are just wonderful. They've all been so supportive and loving that I am just in awe. I love 'em!
So, after that, I sat down, put my quilts and books in the empty pew ahead of me, and worship ended soon thereafter. The ushers got up and were dismissing us. Since we sit toward the front, only one pew got out before us. When I got to the back, Pastor said, "Put that stuff right there young lady. These people are going to want to wish you off!" And so I put my stuff in the last (empty) pew and stood behind him. Almost everyone gave me a hug and well wishes. I shared some words with the people, and especially with the people who have been more vocal and intentional about their support of me. But, I'm truly appreciative of EVERYONE in that congregation.
After everyone greeted us, I talked for a little while with some more of the people, and then I had to go home. When I got there, Sis, BiL, Howard, YS, and YSB had pretty much crammed everything into the vehicles. So, I just had to get a few things squared away and we left. On the way out of town, I rolled down my window and yelled, "BYE MYTOWN!"
We stopped for lunch at a good place we've eaten before,and an hour after that we were at Seminary. The Sibs and their guys helped me move in and get me settled, for the most part. The guys went with me to a local retailer and I bought a refrigerator. BiL also told me to have it delivered and he'd put the money in my account. It's nice having a fridge, but there isn't much in it right now. I'm too chicken to find my way around town. Soon after that, it was time for them to go because it was starting to snow and stuff outside. I was sad when they left, though. I have never lived away from home before because I commuted to college all four years. It's weird thinking that my family is three hours away and in another state. I have to admit that I was really homesick for the first few days, but today I'm feeling better about it.
On Monday, Pastor was here doing some continuing education. I had called Ma on Sunday night and Pastor and his wife were at my house with my oldest brother whom we shall call Mark, (the one who didn't come to my graduation thing) and his wife. I gave Ma my room telephone number and she probably gave it to Pastor because he called me Monday and we went to lunch. It was good. I felt better with him here because I hate being a complete hermit, but was not feeling well enough to go socialize. So, we went to lunch and he went to his continuing ed thing, and he called again before he left. I think he's coming again this coming Monday. I don't know for sure though.
My Internet wasn't working until yesterday, but we got that figured out. I was bummed when I got here because I didn't see many people. But, Monday, I was going into my room and I saw someone at the end of the hall. She said hi, so I said hi back. I'm REALLY glad that I didn't run straight into my room because she came down and talked to me for a good long while. It turns out, she's a student who works here. She answered a bunch of my questions, and she offered to help get me squared away with some stuff. She also helped me get the Internet going! It took some extra effort on her part, but I AM SO GRATEFUL!! She deserves a medal.
Tuesday also started CPE orientation. That has been really intense. I'm slightly afraid, but I'm confident that while it will be challenging, and at times frustrating, I plan on learning and growing a lot. So, I'm nervous and excited. Tomorrow is the last day of orientation and I offered to do the first "on call" Saturday. I don't really know what I was thinking when I volunteered for that! Pray for me!
And now, I need to log off, get my stuff set out for tomorrow, do a little reading, and head to bed. I haven't slept well this week, being in a new place and all. Later I will tell you a funny (I think) story about one night's quest for the beloved 8 hours... Have a good one, and sorry this was so long. I needed to get it out here so I could think about it. Have a good one.
First off, I lied. I unplugged my computer Saturday afternoon. Thus, no new posts since then. So, I'm sorry; it was an unintentional lie. My bad. My sibs wanted to go as soon after worship as possible. So, I unplugged my computer and had it all ready to go with all of my other stuff. Sunday morning came around I went to worship. I talked with a few people before church started, and Pastor came up to me with the alb he told me he was going to give me. He had it cleaned, and an alb bag made for it. He also included the cincture (sp?) and a wooden cross, so I went and hung it up on the coat rack so it wouldn't get all wrinkle worn in the pew with me. Pastor is an awesome guy. He has been a tremendous influence on me and I don't know where I'd be without him. So, even though he doesn't read this, I'd like to say a big fat, "Thank YOU, Pastor!"
Ma and I were then waiting and waiting and waiting in the fellowship hall for my sisters who said they would be there. But, they weren't coming, so we went in and sat down when it was almost time for the service to begin. The ushers seated us and a minute later, Sis, BiL, Howard, and YS came in and sat down with us. Then, not 10 seconds later, my older brother (the one who didn't come to my graduation party) came in and sat with us, too! Which is awesome because he NEVER comes to church. He's baptized and confirmed, but he hasn't been to worship in years. I had told him about it being my last Sunday, but he didn't seem too enthusiastic. Boy was I surprised when he came in! Pleasantly surprised.
Anyway, worship started and Pastor started leading the service. After one of the hymns, he said, "You may be seated, but I'd like to invite Trish up here for a minute." So, I walked up there and he had a little book up front with him. He mentioned to the congregation that I was leaving for Seminary soon after worship. That made the church clap. I was touched. And then he did the brief order of service for "Farewell and Godspeed." It basically said, "Trish, you were baptized in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit here, you were confirmed here, and you have been encouraged here. The Holy Spirit has empowered you to go forth to further discern your call to public ministry. We wish you farewell and Godspeed." And that's not at all a direct quote because it was just sort of overwhelming (in a good way) and so I didn't get a chance to really memorize what was said. But then, after that was over, Pastor said, "Don't go anywhere yet." And he went behind the pulpit and brought some stuff out. He told me that the quilting group had been very busy and that they made me two quilts. Since they knew my favorite color is orange, (Did I ever mention I wear bright orange shoelaces?) and because the colors of my seminary are orange and black, they made one quilt orange and black squares, and one is orange with some patterns in the other squares. They are both very nice. One is now on my futon and the other is on my bed. I look at them and think of home.
But, that wasn't the end. Pastor also presented me with the new ELCA worship book, "Evangelical Lutheran Worship." They had purchased 25 of them to give to the seminary, and I guess they probably bought one for me to take. And finally, I was given "The Lutheran Handbook for Pastors." I was so humbled I can't even begin to tell you. The people at my home congregation are just wonderful. They've all been so supportive and loving that I am just in awe. I love 'em!
So, after that, I sat down, put my quilts and books in the empty pew ahead of me, and worship ended soon thereafter. The ushers got up and were dismissing us. Since we sit toward the front, only one pew got out before us. When I got to the back, Pastor said, "Put that stuff right there young lady. These people are going to want to wish you off!" And so I put my stuff in the last (empty) pew and stood behind him. Almost everyone gave me a hug and well wishes. I shared some words with the people, and especially with the people who have been more vocal and intentional about their support of me. But, I'm truly appreciative of EVERYONE in that congregation.
After everyone greeted us, I talked for a little while with some more of the people, and then I had to go home. When I got there, Sis, BiL, Howard, YS, and YSB had pretty much crammed everything into the vehicles. So, I just had to get a few things squared away and we left. On the way out of town, I rolled down my window and yelled, "BYE MYTOWN!"
We stopped for lunch at a good place we've eaten before,and an hour after that we were at Seminary. The Sibs and their guys helped me move in and get me settled, for the most part. The guys went with me to a local retailer and I bought a refrigerator. BiL also told me to have it delivered and he'd put the money in my account. It's nice having a fridge, but there isn't much in it right now. I'm too chicken to find my way around town. Soon after that, it was time for them to go because it was starting to snow and stuff outside. I was sad when they left, though. I have never lived away from home before because I commuted to college all four years. It's weird thinking that my family is three hours away and in another state. I have to admit that I was really homesick for the first few days, but today I'm feeling better about it.
On Monday, Pastor was here doing some continuing education. I had called Ma on Sunday night and Pastor and his wife were at my house with my oldest brother whom we shall call Mark, (the one who didn't come to my graduation thing) and his wife. I gave Ma my room telephone number and she probably gave it to Pastor because he called me Monday and we went to lunch. It was good. I felt better with him here because I hate being a complete hermit, but was not feeling well enough to go socialize. So, we went to lunch and he went to his continuing ed thing, and he called again before he left. I think he's coming again this coming Monday. I don't know for sure though.
My Internet wasn't working until yesterday, but we got that figured out. I was bummed when I got here because I didn't see many people. But, Monday, I was going into my room and I saw someone at the end of the hall. She said hi, so I said hi back. I'm REALLY glad that I didn't run straight into my room because she came down and talked to me for a good long while. It turns out, she's a student who works here. She answered a bunch of my questions, and she offered to help get me squared away with some stuff. She also helped me get the Internet going! It took some extra effort on her part, but I AM SO GRATEFUL!! She deserves a medal.
Tuesday also started CPE orientation. That has been really intense. I'm slightly afraid, but I'm confident that while it will be challenging, and at times frustrating, I plan on learning and growing a lot. So, I'm nervous and excited. Tomorrow is the last day of orientation and I offered to do the first "on call" Saturday. I don't really know what I was thinking when I volunteered for that! Pray for me!
And now, I need to log off, get my stuff set out for tomorrow, do a little reading, and head to bed. I haven't slept well this week, being in a new place and all. Later I will tell you a funny (I think) story about one night's quest for the beloved 8 hours... Have a good one, and sorry this was so long. I needed to get it out here so I could think about it. Have a good one.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Still workin' on it..
Packing, saying goodbye, and adjusting to the thought of moving is taking more time than I thought it would. But, not in all bad ways...
Last night, I went to P-town to hang out with my cousin. She works at an agency that helps children and young adults who have mental or physical handicaps. Many of the people her agency serves are in a "project" that allows them to express their artistic abilities by acting in plays. The play was last night. It was a rendition of "Guys and Dolls," a play I hadn't seen.
When we got there, we had to wait around because we were plenty early. That ended up being a VERY good thing though, because the auditorium filled up very quickly. These people did a WONDERFUL job of acting, singing, and just making it a very interesting night. The two main female actors amazed me with their abilities of singing. One even had to sing with a "jersey" type accent. They blow me out of the water when it comes to carrying a tune.
Basically, the only difference between this play and other plays that people go to, is that many of the actors had "mentors" on the stage with them. Mentors are people around their own age who learned the lines, blocking, and everything in order to help the actors. However, the mentors were dressed in costume to blend in. Unobservant people may not have even realized what the mentors were doing. It was just amazing. It just goes to show that people who are differently-abled are still capable of living fulfilling and productive lives. I'm glad Cousin invited me.
After the play, we went to eat. We went to an "Old Chicago." I'd never been to one before. It was really good. It had a nice ambiance, the food didn't take very long, and the service was good as well. I'll definitely be going back there in the future.
After all that, I came home. I've been tired lately, I think because I'm excited/nervous about the move. I keep thinking about everything that needs to be done, but I know that it will get done. I always (99.9% of the time, so not really always) get things done. But now, the weather forecast is calling for rain and ice. Ugh. It figures. But, I looked at Seminary Town forecast and they're not calling for ice, so that's a good thing. Anyway, I gotta go. My family is going out to eat tonight kind of as a "See ya, Trish" type thing. But first, the sibs and I are having a family meeting. So, I'll see ya'll later. Oh yeah, and the computer will probably be the last thing I pack, so you might be able to expect another post or two before Monday... :)
Last night, I went to P-town to hang out with my cousin. She works at an agency that helps children and young adults who have mental or physical handicaps. Many of the people her agency serves are in a "project" that allows them to express their artistic abilities by acting in plays. The play was last night. It was a rendition of "Guys and Dolls," a play I hadn't seen.
When we got there, we had to wait around because we were plenty early. That ended up being a VERY good thing though, because the auditorium filled up very quickly. These people did a WONDERFUL job of acting, singing, and just making it a very interesting night. The two main female actors amazed me with their abilities of singing. One even had to sing with a "jersey" type accent. They blow me out of the water when it comes to carrying a tune.
Basically, the only difference between this play and other plays that people go to, is that many of the actors had "mentors" on the stage with them. Mentors are people around their own age who learned the lines, blocking, and everything in order to help the actors. However, the mentors were dressed in costume to blend in. Unobservant people may not have even realized what the mentors were doing. It was just amazing. It just goes to show that people who are differently-abled are still capable of living fulfilling and productive lives. I'm glad Cousin invited me.
After the play, we went to eat. We went to an "Old Chicago." I'd never been to one before. It was really good. It had a nice ambiance, the food didn't take very long, and the service was good as well. I'll definitely be going back there in the future.
After all that, I came home. I've been tired lately, I think because I'm excited/nervous about the move. I keep thinking about everything that needs to be done, but I know that it will get done. I always (99.9% of the time, so not really always) get things done. But now, the weather forecast is calling for rain and ice. Ugh. It figures. But, I looked at Seminary Town forecast and they're not calling for ice, so that's a good thing. Anyway, I gotta go. My family is going out to eat tonight kind of as a "See ya, Trish" type thing. But first, the sibs and I are having a family meeting. So, I'll see ya'll later. Oh yeah, and the computer will probably be the last thing I pack, so you might be able to expect another post or two before Monday... :)
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
FIVE DAYS!
Oh MY GOODNESS! I am moving in five days. FIVE DAYS!! AHHHHH!!!!
You know, last Wednesday at our council meeting. (my last one) people were asking me if I was getting packed and ready to move. I said, "No. I'm still in relaxed mode." And that was the truth. But then, I was lying in bed Saturday night/early Sunday morning and I was trying to fall asleep, but to no avail. It was then that I felt slightly hysterical... I'm no longer in relaxed mode. YS came over this morning and helped me pack a bunch of stuff to prepare for the move. I just can't believe that it's time to be packing up already. It seems like I have so much to do. I need to wash the new towels and bed stuff I got for my dorm room, I need to get as many of my clothes clean as possible, I need to pack up my car, Sis and BiL's Tahoe, and get things ready for YS and YSB to load up YSB's truck. He wasn't going to be able to help because he and his friends were planning some snowmobiling trip, but I don't think the place they go has enough snow right now, so he said he'd help.
On top of preparing for the move, I have to get some things squared away around here in order to transition the rest of my family so they will be better prepared for my absence. For the past several weeks, YS has been more involved with making sure Ma is taking care of herself, and I feel kind of bad for poor YS. I have a feeling that most of the responsibility for making sure Ma is ok is going to fall to her. I have 4 siblings, and for the most part, they do what they can, but things are complicated. I feel sort of bad for being the one who is leaving, but I can't put my life on hold.
I shouldn't be feeling too overwhelmed right now, because really, I don't have THAT much to pack and do. I do have some stuff, but it's not that bad. I think I just am stressing because I'm venturing off into the wild blue yonder. I don't know if I'm going to be terribly homesick or if I'll enjoy my newfound "freedom." I don't know if I'll make a lot of friends right off the bat, or if it might take a while, considering I'm going out there at a "weird" time. I am a little sad that I won't get to be here for Sis's entire pregnancy, like I was with Howard, but if all goes according to plan, I should be able to be home for the birth of Baby #2. And I'm really going to miss Howard because he's just such a wonderful child. But then again, my first born nephew lived in this area for the first few months of his life. I was blessed with babysitting opportunities and chances to just hang out with them, which was great. But then they moved away. I miss seeing him all the time, but I lived. I just go crazy over him when they come to visit... So, I know that things will be different, but I will be fine.
Faith in an unchanging God is a wonderful anchor. Jesus has promised to never leave or forsake us. He said He would be with us, even until the end of the age. It is my prayer that I may more fully trust in Him as I realize He has gone before me to prepare a way, He goes beside me to offer companionship, and He goes behind me to offer encouragement along all of life's trails. Thanks be to God.
You know, last Wednesday at our council meeting. (my last one) people were asking me if I was getting packed and ready to move. I said, "No. I'm still in relaxed mode." And that was the truth. But then, I was lying in bed Saturday night/early Sunday morning and I was trying to fall asleep, but to no avail. It was then that I felt slightly hysterical... I'm no longer in relaxed mode. YS came over this morning and helped me pack a bunch of stuff to prepare for the move. I just can't believe that it's time to be packing up already. It seems like I have so much to do. I need to wash the new towels and bed stuff I got for my dorm room, I need to get as many of my clothes clean as possible, I need to pack up my car, Sis and BiL's Tahoe, and get things ready for YS and YSB to load up YSB's truck. He wasn't going to be able to help because he and his friends were planning some snowmobiling trip, but I don't think the place they go has enough snow right now, so he said he'd help.
On top of preparing for the move, I have to get some things squared away around here in order to transition the rest of my family so they will be better prepared for my absence. For the past several weeks, YS has been more involved with making sure Ma is taking care of herself, and I feel kind of bad for poor YS. I have a feeling that most of the responsibility for making sure Ma is ok is going to fall to her. I have 4 siblings, and for the most part, they do what they can, but things are complicated. I feel sort of bad for being the one who is leaving, but I can't put my life on hold.
I shouldn't be feeling too overwhelmed right now, because really, I don't have THAT much to pack and do. I do have some stuff, but it's not that bad. I think I just am stressing because I'm venturing off into the wild blue yonder. I don't know if I'm going to be terribly homesick or if I'll enjoy my newfound "freedom." I don't know if I'll make a lot of friends right off the bat, or if it might take a while, considering I'm going out there at a "weird" time. I am a little sad that I won't get to be here for Sis's entire pregnancy, like I was with Howard, but if all goes according to plan, I should be able to be home for the birth of Baby #2. And I'm really going to miss Howard because he's just such a wonderful child. But then again, my first born nephew lived in this area for the first few months of his life. I was blessed with babysitting opportunities and chances to just hang out with them, which was great. But then they moved away. I miss seeing him all the time, but I lived. I just go crazy over him when they come to visit... So, I know that things will be different, but I will be fine.
Faith in an unchanging God is a wonderful anchor. Jesus has promised to never leave or forsake us. He said He would be with us, even until the end of the age. It is my prayer that I may more fully trust in Him as I realize He has gone before me to prepare a way, He goes beside me to offer companionship, and He goes behind me to offer encouragement along all of life's trails. Thanks be to God.
Saturday, January 06, 2007
I'm trying to feel ambitious...
Well, here we are at the beginning of a new year. People are making resolutions, and to-do lists, and making all sorts of plans for the future. Well, I'm not much one for resolutions, but I do realize that perhaps I should make a to-do list, considering it is getting to be crunch time at Casa de Trish and Ma. So, here is my shot at a way to organize my thoughts...
To Do:
Pack the stuff I will not need until after the move
Finish getting medical records to send to the hospital where I am doing CPE
Hang out with a few more friends/relatives
Do the book project at church that I told Pastor I'd do a few months ago...
Take some Pepto Bismol and calm down
Move to Seminary
Register for a couple of classes (The registrar said Monday the 15 would work; see, I'm not too late. :))
Take up drinking in large quantities in order to calm down
Unpack my stuff and make the ol' dorm room "home sweet home"
Begin orientation for CPE
Settle into life at Seminary
Wonder why I was freaked out at all...
And that is as ambitious as I'm gonna get right now... :) Have a nice day.
To Do:
Pack the stuff I will not need until after the move
Finish getting medical records to send to the hospital where I am doing CPE
Hang out with a few more friends/relatives
Do the book project at church that I told Pastor I'd do a few months ago...
Take some Pepto Bismol and calm down
Move to Seminary
Register for a couple of classes (The registrar said Monday the 15 would work; see, I'm not too late. :))
Take up drinking in large quantities in order to calm down
Unpack my stuff and make the ol' dorm room "home sweet home"
Begin orientation for CPE
Settle into life at Seminary
Wonder why I was freaked out at all...
And that is as ambitious as I'm gonna get right now... :) Have a nice day.
Friday, January 05, 2007
My 201st post!
I know I'm not a *member* of RevGalBlogPals, but they have this thing called "Friday Five." It is a survey/meme type thing that changes every Friday. I felt like doing this week's. Here goes:
1. "It's my party and I'll [blank] if I want to..."
Favorite way to celebrate your birthday (dinner with family? party with friends? a day in solitude?)
I like hanging out with friends and family. I have ever only had one birthday *party* so to speak and it was a flop, really. But, usually, Sis and BiL make me a special dinner and we all hang out. Although, it never seems to fail that something bad happens to me on my birthday... Starting on my 17th birthday when I was pulled over and given a city citation for speeding...
2. "You say it's your birthday... it's my birthday too, yeah..."
Do you share your birthday with someone famous? (Click here to find out!)
You bet! Martin Luther and I share the same birthday. I didn't know any of the other people, though...
3. "Lordy Lordy look who's forty..."
Milestone birthdays:
a) just like any other birthday--they're just numbers, people.
b) a good opportunity to look back/take stock
c) enjoy the black balloons--I'll be hiding under a pile of coats until the day is over
d) some combination of the above, or something else entirely.
While I would like to say "they're just numbers," honestly, birthdays are ways we can look at our lives and see where we are, how far we've come, and where we plan to go next. But it's weird... When I was younger, I thought 24 was old. Now I still feel like a kid.
4. "Happy birthday, dear... Customer..."
Have you ever been sung to in a restaurant? Fun or cringe-worthy?
To my recollection, I've never been sung to in a restaurant. I'd probably cringe though... No-strike that-I'd probably turn beet red and explode little pieces of Trish all over the walls from embarassment... :)
5. "Take my birthday--please"
Tell me one advantage and one disadvantage about your particular birthday (e.g. birthday in the summer--never had to go to school; birthday near Christmas--the dreaded joint presents). This could also simply be something you like/dislike about your birthday (e.g. I like sharing a birthday with my best friend, etc.).
My birthday is usually the day before Veteran's Day. Therefore, I occasionally had my birthday off from school. The best though, was the fact that I had the day AFTER my 21st birthday off from college due to the holiday. Too bad I didn't get completely and totally inebriated... Ruined opportunity, right there.
Hope you enjoyed. Have a good one.
1. "It's my party and I'll [blank] if I want to..."
Favorite way to celebrate your birthday (dinner with family? party with friends? a day in solitude?)
I like hanging out with friends and family. I have ever only had one birthday *party* so to speak and it was a flop, really. But, usually, Sis and BiL make me a special dinner and we all hang out. Although, it never seems to fail that something bad happens to me on my birthday... Starting on my 17th birthday when I was pulled over and given a city citation for speeding...
2. "You say it's your birthday... it's my birthday too, yeah..."
Do you share your birthday with someone famous? (Click here to find out!)
You bet! Martin Luther and I share the same birthday. I didn't know any of the other people, though...
3. "Lordy Lordy look who's forty..."
Milestone birthdays:
a) just like any other birthday--they're just numbers, people.
b) a good opportunity to look back/take stock
c) enjoy the black balloons--I'll be hiding under a pile of coats until the day is over
d) some combination of the above, or something else entirely.
While I would like to say "they're just numbers," honestly, birthdays are ways we can look at our lives and see where we are, how far we've come, and where we plan to go next. But it's weird... When I was younger, I thought 24 was old. Now I still feel like a kid.
4. "Happy birthday, dear... Customer..."
Have you ever been sung to in a restaurant? Fun or cringe-worthy?
To my recollection, I've never been sung to in a restaurant. I'd probably cringe though... No-strike that-I'd probably turn beet red and explode little pieces of Trish all over the walls from embarassment... :)
5. "Take my birthday--please"
Tell me one advantage and one disadvantage about your particular birthday (e.g. birthday in the summer--never had to go to school; birthday near Christmas--the dreaded joint presents). This could also simply be something you like/dislike about your birthday (e.g. I like sharing a birthday with my best friend, etc.).
My birthday is usually the day before Veteran's Day. Therefore, I occasionally had my birthday off from school. The best though, was the fact that I had the day AFTER my 21st birthday off from college due to the holiday. Too bad I didn't get completely and totally inebriated... Ruined opportunity, right there.
Hope you enjoyed. Have a good one.
The roads we take
Well, I'm finally beginning to get into preparations mode for my upcoming move to seminary. Sis, BiL, YS, and I will be making the trek out there on January 14th to get me moved. CPE starts on the 16th, and seminary is closer to CPE town than my town. So, I'm excited. There is just a lot to be done before I can go, though. I was in relaxed mode up until yesterday afternoon, but that is beginning to change.
Last night, I went and had dinner with a very good friend. We try to make it a point to hang out once a month, although with busy schedules and life happening, that doesn't always happen. But, it was pretty important we made time for this get-together because we are both moving. She is going east and I am going west, and we will be the farthest apart we've ever been for an extended period of time. But she and her husband are moving because we're "grown ups" now, and adulthood has those things like jobs, grad schools, and families...
It's sad, in a way, that we've come to this point. We've known each other since the green table in kindergarten. She was the tall kid, and I was the short kid, and we just seemed to click. And even after she moved away in high school, we kept in touch. She was there to talk to me when I was going through my "anxious phase," through difficulties I've had in my family life, and more recently, when I was having some difficulty processing the event that happened at Restaurant on October 13th. It is my hope that she has found encouragement and comfort in my friendship along the way, as well.
We are growing up. We've ventured down different paths; trying to stay true to ourselves and our own desires and needs. This is why our impending separation is not completely sad. We can't remain here and continue to learn and grow in the ways our hearts desire. It is my sincere hope that we continue to talk, to learn about each other, and to occasionally get together to catch up on life. Frederick Buechner is quoted as saying, "The place that God calls us is that place where the world's deep hunger and our deep desire meet." My deep desire is to serve God's people by living with them in community, by presiding over the table where Christ is present, and by performing the sacraments and rites that are involved with people of faith. Jae is discerning whether or not her deep desire is a future in counseling. Whatever happens, I'm confident that Christ is with us on our journeys, and I pray that He would guide us, not just to a plan, but to our purpose.
Last night, I went and had dinner with a very good friend. We try to make it a point to hang out once a month, although with busy schedules and life happening, that doesn't always happen. But, it was pretty important we made time for this get-together because we are both moving. She is going east and I am going west, and we will be the farthest apart we've ever been for an extended period of time. But she and her husband are moving because we're "grown ups" now, and adulthood has those things like jobs, grad schools, and families...
It's sad, in a way, that we've come to this point. We've known each other since the green table in kindergarten. She was the tall kid, and I was the short kid, and we just seemed to click. And even after she moved away in high school, we kept in touch. She was there to talk to me when I was going through my "anxious phase," through difficulties I've had in my family life, and more recently, when I was having some difficulty processing the event that happened at Restaurant on October 13th. It is my hope that she has found encouragement and comfort in my friendship along the way, as well.
We are growing up. We've ventured down different paths; trying to stay true to ourselves and our own desires and needs. This is why our impending separation is not completely sad. We can't remain here and continue to learn and grow in the ways our hearts desire. It is my sincere hope that we continue to talk, to learn about each other, and to occasionally get together to catch up on life. Frederick Buechner is quoted as saying, "The place that God calls us is that place where the world's deep hunger and our deep desire meet." My deep desire is to serve God's people by living with them in community, by presiding over the table where Christ is present, and by performing the sacraments and rites that are involved with people of faith. Jae is discerning whether or not her deep desire is a future in counseling. Whatever happens, I'm confident that Christ is with us on our journeys, and I pray that He would guide us, not just to a plan, but to our purpose.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
I'm back
First off, thank you for your well-wishes for my health! It's no fun being sick, but it is nice to know people are thinking of you. So, honestly, thanks. Also, if you are getting sick, I hope you feel better really soon! I've heard a bunch of stuff is going around right now. So, RuthRe, don't get sick! and T-get better soon!
I was well enough to lead worship on Sunday. I was slightly worried because although I felt pretty good on Friday, I was all queasy and nauseated on Saturday again. But, Sunday rolled around and I felt pretty good. We had a Hymnfest Sunday with a type of mini-sermon between the hymns, so I didn't have to talk long. I really like preaching, but I understand that people like to sing the Christmas songs.
I didn't have to preach at O.C. Sunday because the man I help when Pastor is gone said he'd like to do it himself this time. I thought that'd be fine. But, I realized Saturday night that he probably didn't have prayers. So, after my church Sunday, I ran the 10 or so miles to O.C. and waited for him. When he walked in, I said, "Dude(not really, but I won't use his name) do you have prayers?" He told me he did not, so I whipped off the extra copies I had made out of my pocket and said, "Here ya go! I gotcha covered." And he said thanks and asked me if I'd like to do the sermon. I said, "Nope. I came to listen. Go ahead and do it." So, I stayed and worshiped with the people of O.C., which was nice because even though they're not "my" congregation, they're still very loving and supportive people. Dude delivered my sermon, and it was rather interesting to hear what was being said instead of saying it. Maybe it's just me; I don't know.
A lot of the congregants of O.C. were talking to me before and after worship about what's going on in my life,and they wished me the best of luck. The couple who attended the Synod Assembly at the same time I did talked to me a little bit too. I didn't really know them before Synod Assembly, but I think all of us who went got to know each other a little more. They're special people, and I REALLY like and respect them. They're just so wonderful.
I'm experiencing just a wee bit of insomnnia tonight. The problem, I think, is that I was over at Sis and BiL's house since Sunday afternoon (I celebrated New Year's at their house) and tonight, before coming home, I fell asleep for a little while on their couch. So, now it is 4:16 in the morning, and I can't sleep. That, and being sick always messes up my sleep routine. But that's enough of that. I am starting to feel tired now, so I'm going to head back to bed. I hope you all had a wonderful New Year's celebration, and blessings on your new year!
I was well enough to lead worship on Sunday. I was slightly worried because although I felt pretty good on Friday, I was all queasy and nauseated on Saturday again. But, Sunday rolled around and I felt pretty good. We had a Hymnfest Sunday with a type of mini-sermon between the hymns, so I didn't have to talk long. I really like preaching, but I understand that people like to sing the Christmas songs.
I didn't have to preach at O.C. Sunday because the man I help when Pastor is gone said he'd like to do it himself this time. I thought that'd be fine. But, I realized Saturday night that he probably didn't have prayers. So, after my church Sunday, I ran the 10 or so miles to O.C. and waited for him. When he walked in, I said, "Dude(not really, but I won't use his name) do you have prayers?" He told me he did not, so I whipped off the extra copies I had made out of my pocket and said, "Here ya go! I gotcha covered." And he said thanks and asked me if I'd like to do the sermon. I said, "Nope. I came to listen. Go ahead and do it." So, I stayed and worshiped with the people of O.C., which was nice because even though they're not "my" congregation, they're still very loving and supportive people. Dude delivered my sermon, and it was rather interesting to hear what was being said instead of saying it. Maybe it's just me; I don't know.
A lot of the congregants of O.C. were talking to me before and after worship about what's going on in my life,and they wished me the best of luck. The couple who attended the Synod Assembly at the same time I did talked to me a little bit too. I didn't really know them before Synod Assembly, but I think all of us who went got to know each other a little more. They're special people, and I REALLY like and respect them. They're just so wonderful.
I'm experiencing just a wee bit of insomnnia tonight. The problem, I think, is that I was over at Sis and BiL's house since Sunday afternoon (I celebrated New Year's at their house) and tonight, before coming home, I fell asleep for a little while on their couch. So, now it is 4:16 in the morning, and I can't sleep. That, and being sick always messes up my sleep routine. But that's enough of that. I am starting to feel tired now, so I'm going to head back to bed. I hope you all had a wonderful New Year's celebration, and blessings on your new year!
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