Cat Herding

Don't mess with a sleeping bear...um, I mean Jeff

I love sleep. There are times when the world around me wants to communicate with me, while I'm sleeping, and I try to communicate back.

The results aren't pretty.

I don't always know what I say, and sometimes I slip back into the world of slumber, only to realize that I probably wasn't coherent.

On this occasion, I think I remember something about an alumni reunion. I think I also hung up on the poor guy.

Oops.

Wanna fight?

Ah, yet something else I can thank my multiple years as a volunteer youth worker for:

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Gut Check

I had a conversation with someone tonight that is messing with me. A question was posed to me that I can't get out of my head. How would I come up with that much money in a short time? Is it logistically possible to be ready that quick? Why would someone like me go?

Now, I'm not even sure that is was a serious question, but it has rocked me. Made me fearful, even.

In my life it seems like it would be a complete God thing.

Ultimately I guess I need to stand back and look at my life and evaluate why haven't I looked at the God sized opportunities in my life, and seized them.

Work and Church = Worch?

Ugh. It is officially that time of the year. Upwards game days are over, the video upgrade is complete, and the On Fire rallies are taking place. My superior is heading on vacation in a few days for a week and a half. That means I will be continually stressed out over everything, including Upwards Awards Night and changing all the clocks in the church for the upcoming time change.(Thanks, Mitch.)

There is a certain word that is running through my head right now... it starts with a vay and ends with a kayshun. It is a funny occurrence that I discovered on last years excursion away from worch. I felt alive again.

Is that bad to say? I don't think so. But, I suppose that shouldn't be an excuse to check out. I still can do different things. I've been working on some scripture memorization. I still need to stick with it. I'm slowly finally reading through Red Moon Rising, and it is resonating in my soul. Here is something I read last night:

"Here's the question: 'Will we allow the things that breaks God's heart to break our hearts too?' It'll mean more tears, more listening. It may even be the reason why so many of us struggle with our own personal burdens and heartaches-- God is allowing us to feel pain, to be weak and broken so that our prayers have power."

I suppose the other thing I need to do is continue to connect with other human beings. Yes, I just typed that. There are several of the people out there that I enjoy playin Settlers of Catan with and partaking of the M. F. Grape.