Here it is September, and finally I return to my writing spot. My office is cleared of clutter, the house is clean, all temptations to distraction removed. I have my cheerful fountain, Rod Stewart's serenade, and the gray sky is parting to peeking blue sky and white clouds. I love to write. It will be so delightful to get back to a routine which nurtures me. Moms often end up giving 99% of the time. The other 1% we're asleep.
The summer was eventful, random activities and I learned something about myself. I really am bad at math. I took on the budgeting/allocating of funds... and I failed miserably. NO overdraws, but despite my best intentions my mental rounding is insufficient partner to tightly managed money. It really baffles me still. I had a plan, I wrote out the plan... and then life happened and I needed to adjust the plan on the fly. Anyway, Aaron and I worked on it together and I think we'll keep it that way.
Listened to Michael Frost yesterday. He is... a relevant pastor. Aaron heard him at a conference and brought home CD's for me over a year ago, that I never heard. He starts with a premise that he didn't feel like he fit in the church, and I have to admit, that is me completely! I'm not drawn to anything "churchy" even social events. When I hear a church service offered Saturday night--rock music--come as you are--that is intriguing to me. I'm unconventional when it comes to "church." Mr. Frost's solution is hanging out doing something you enjoy as a third place--somewhere you choose to be your community. It could reinvent the idea of church for me. 'Share meals 3 times a week, bless the people in your community randomly and are spontaneously yourself'. I really resonate with that.
So the next step is where do we go--with whom... Because I am not an individual--I am a wife & mother. I am now a clan leader. This community has to be for my whole clan. Something we all enjoy... More on that as it unfolds.
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