Notes...
So I've gotten a bit behind, so here a few quick thoughts from some of the things I've been thinking about...
Kayaking: A couple of weeks ago I went back out kayaking, with not a whole lot of success. About a third of the way into the first rapid I dumped and lost just about everything, including my shoes and my pride. I spent more time swimming that evening than I did upright in my kayak, I suspect. I'm sure there must be some sort of lesson, sermon illustration in all of that...I'm just not sure what... One possibility may be related to that popular phrase, "Go Hard or Go Home." When I took a class a few years ago I was taught to "attack" the rapids. I was just too lazie fair that night, which was part of the problem.
MTV: I caught a show last night on MTV called something like "Your Face or Mine" in which the contestants were put up against various pictures of other people and the audience voted on who was better looking. The contestants then tried to predict who the audience would vote for. It was an intriguing bit of vanity.
Waiting Tables: I've shared with several people I am just not cut out for waiting tables. It's not so much the physical aspects of it, rather it's more the unpredictability of it all. Last Wednesday I had this horrible grouchy table, that I was just starting to get over at the end of my shift, when it was time to total up receipts for the evening. Something went wrong in the course of giving change, or something, because instead of getting tips that night I ended up getting to pay $10 out of my own pocket for the experience. It made returning home to my home/room in the Best Western feel a bit more pathetic than I anticipated. Yet, there will be nights where I come home with more tip money than I probably deserve. I think I prefer knowing how much money I'm going to be coming with at the end of the night... on the other bright side is some of the ministry opportunities the job affords. One night I had a waitress asking my why I had chosen the Lutheran church. She had talked about checking out some churches and I loved that she said she was looking for a place that didn't have easy answers. This from a 17 year old gal. Later that night I got to do some pastoral care listening as a couple started sharing with me that they were driving straight from Southern California to Michigan because the husband's mother was dying and they couldn't get a flight. A tragic story, but an amazing opportunity to provide support and prayer. There have been others, but I suppose that's enough for now.
Kayaking: A couple of weeks ago I went back out kayaking, with not a whole lot of success. About a third of the way into the first rapid I dumped and lost just about everything, including my shoes and my pride. I spent more time swimming that evening than I did upright in my kayak, I suspect. I'm sure there must be some sort of lesson, sermon illustration in all of that...I'm just not sure what... One possibility may be related to that popular phrase, "Go Hard or Go Home." When I took a class a few years ago I was taught to "attack" the rapids. I was just too lazie fair that night, which was part of the problem.
MTV: I caught a show last night on MTV called something like "Your Face or Mine" in which the contestants were put up against various pictures of other people and the audience voted on who was better looking. The contestants then tried to predict who the audience would vote for. It was an intriguing bit of vanity.
Waiting Tables: I've shared with several people I am just not cut out for waiting tables. It's not so much the physical aspects of it, rather it's more the unpredictability of it all. Last Wednesday I had this horrible grouchy table, that I was just starting to get over at the end of my shift, when it was time to total up receipts for the evening. Something went wrong in the course of giving change, or something, because instead of getting tips that night I ended up getting to pay $10 out of my own pocket for the experience. It made returning home to my home/room in the Best Western feel a bit more pathetic than I anticipated. Yet, there will be nights where I come home with more tip money than I probably deserve. I think I prefer knowing how much money I'm going to be coming with at the end of the night... on the other bright side is some of the ministry opportunities the job affords. One night I had a waitress asking my why I had chosen the Lutheran church. She had talked about checking out some churches and I loved that she said she was looking for a place that didn't have easy answers. This from a 17 year old gal. Later that night I got to do some pastoral care listening as a couple started sharing with me that they were driving straight from Southern California to Michigan because the husband's mother was dying and they couldn't get a flight. A tragic story, but an amazing opportunity to provide support and prayer. There have been others, but I suppose that's enough for now.
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