It's 2:45 in the morning, and I have to wonder why I just created this do-hickey. At 2:45 in the morning. I just got my iTunes library pretty much consolidated, a feat which has been in the making for the last six months, at least.
And that's the least productive thing I've done all day.
No, that's not true, I slept until 1:00 in the afternoon. But wait! that's not as bad as it sounds: I didn't get off work until nearly 1:00 last night. Thank goodness that Anthony is finally "Q'd" up, and I can go back to normal training schedules. Sort of.
I had dinner with Mandy and Courtney and the boys tonight, which was a much-needed diversion from sitting in my room--alone--and !!! organizing my iTunes library.
And I wrote Ryan's character statement.
And I am almost finished re-reading The Fountainhead. I love that I understand it better this time than I did the first time. I think I read too fast.
And I spent some time looking at First UMC's site. I didn't realize that I missed the Methodist thing until I went at Easter. I like Existence... They're a little bit like a fraternity there, though, and I haven't been initiated. I just don't have it in me to really fit in with the college crowd anymore--not when my life is a million miles away from their lives.
First Church is familiar... they have acolytes... and choir robes... and Lay Readers... and hymns... Oh, I've missed hymns...
Okay, far be it from me to espouse the trappings of "religion" as a motive for attending a certain church. But I like that it's... sacred. I missed that.
I seriously haven't been to a Methodist service--save once--since I was thirteen years old. It was good, in a way that I didn't expect--even that I didn't expect to expect, which is weird.
And one of the pastors stopped me on my way out to introduce herself. And she wasn't stationed at the back door to shake hands. It was impressive.
And now it's after three--hence the title.
little changes
14 years ago
2 comments:
So I have this little debate going on in my head about whether it seems more creepy to comment here or just lurk about... But since you commented on my blog first, and I generally think transparency is better than secrecy, I thought I'd say hi.
I'm glad you came to First Church, and hope to see you around more.
You'd be most welcome at Water's Edge, where I preach on Sundays, but, alas, there are no acolytes. ;)
Wherever you feel at home, we're glad to have you as a part of our church community.
-Molly (the pastor who said hi)
So it's funny that I didn't get this comment until this afternoon, after the service and after posting my reaction to it.
Thanks--belatedly--for the invite, and for saying hi (again)!
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