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We took a vote this morning - we are skipping church. I expected Lexi to pitch a fit and use some verse against me, but she seemed content to do nothing or paint. (I see the art vibe in her eyes.)
Zack seemed a tad bit too happy to ditch church. (Jesus wept.) Then I reminded myself, and well, the Lord, that the little guy has been missing his Daddy terribly and he is envisioning an uninterrupted day of glorious Daddy time. Then I think God reminded me that he knew that already.
(Just call me Joan.)
I believe in big downtime.
*****
It took me many years of soul-searching to commit to church again. That first year, I was so afraid of missing services, worried I would slip away again.
It's different now.
It's been a tough week. I am aching from head to toe and the thought of sitting in stiff theatre chairs sounds miserable. So we are retreating, taking it easy.
I no longer believe worship only happens between 9 and 12 on Sunday morning. It's in hugging a child, listening to a friend, serving your community.
I believe in a big God.
*****
I sent Susan Isaacs an email after I read Chris Hitchens Jumps the Shark and Jordan Green's Got His Eyes on "Jaws".
(Before I can go on, I have to state, for the record, that both articles still tick me off. Positing men are the funnier sex based on what is marketed in Hollywood is insanity. If you don't know funny women, I weep for you. My real life is teeming with them. I also have encountered plenty of humorless men over the years. Maybe, just maybe, humor is like other personality trait - some have it, and some don't. I'm stepping down off my handy soapbox, right about...now. Breathe.)
Anyhoo, I started reading her blog and discovered we have much in common - despite the fact that she is a glamorous actress with a book contract and I am knee deep in PTA. Our spiritual paths are long and windy; we don't have all the answers.
She has always been kind and asked about my health. (She is familiar with autoimmune diseases, lucky her.) She has tempted me with bikram; teased me with kombucha, a fermented tea touted for its healing properties. When she offered to send me a starter, especially after the long week I had, I whimpered, 'yes, please'.
I believe in big community.
{I'm making my first brew. It's a crazy west coast thing. There's a little hippie in my heart.}
Thanks Susan.
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Zack seemed a tad bit too happy to ditch church. (Jesus wept.) Then I reminded myself, and well, the Lord, that the little guy has been missing his Daddy terribly and he is envisioning an uninterrupted day of glorious Daddy time. Then I think God reminded me that he knew that already.
(Just call me Joan.)
I believe in big downtime.
*****
It took me many years of soul-searching to commit to church again. That first year, I was so afraid of missing services, worried I would slip away again.
It's different now.
It's been a tough week. I am aching from head to toe and the thought of sitting in stiff theatre chairs sounds miserable. So we are retreating, taking it easy.
I no longer believe worship only happens between 9 and 12 on Sunday morning. It's in hugging a child, listening to a friend, serving your community.
I believe in a big God.
*****
I sent Susan Isaacs an email after I read Chris Hitchens Jumps the Shark and Jordan Green's Got His Eyes on "Jaws".
(Before I can go on, I have to state, for the record, that both articles still tick me off. Positing men are the funnier sex based on what is marketed in Hollywood is insanity. If you don't know funny women, I weep for you. My real life is teeming with them. I also have encountered plenty of humorless men over the years. Maybe, just maybe, humor is like other personality trait - some have it, and some don't. I'm stepping down off my handy soapbox, right about...now. Breathe.)
Anyhoo, I started reading her blog and discovered we have much in common - despite the fact that she is a glamorous actress with a book contract and I am knee deep in PTA. Our spiritual paths are long and windy; we don't have all the answers.
She has always been kind and asked about my health. (She is familiar with autoimmune diseases, lucky her.) She has tempted me with bikram; teased me with kombucha, a fermented tea touted for its healing properties. When she offered to send me a starter, especially after the long week I had, I whimpered, 'yes, please'.
I believe in big community.
{I'm making my first brew. It's a crazy west coast thing. There's a little hippie in my heart.}
Thanks Susan.
Technorati Tags:church, humor, Susan Isaacs, kombucha, community, God, downtime
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