May God bless you with discomfort at easy answers, half truths, and superficial relationships, so that you may live deep within your heart.
May God bless you with anger at injustice, oppression and exploitation of people, so that you may work for justice, freedom, and peace.
May God bless you with tears the shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation and war, so that you may reach out your hand and comfort them and to turn their pain to joy.
And may God bless you with enough foolishness to believe that you can make a difference in this world, so that you can do what others claim cannot be done.
Thanks Cindy :-)
Huff n Puff Hot Air Balloon Rally two weeks ago. I got to fly Saturday night.
Life is good.
In the last week I’ve worked both of my jobs (a huge celebration, though I feel a little selfish celebrating two when lots of people can’t even find one), got to see my best friend twice while she visited home from Chicago, had a barbeque for my family and all of it’s extensions, went to the Royals game with Matt and some friends where we met up with my aunt, uncle and three adorable cousins, had Monday off work from the bank so I spent the day working and mostly playing at the Renaissance Festival where I got to see some friends I’ve not seen in about a year.
This week I need to figure out a series of small groups for young adults at Lenexa UMC. Sunday School opportunities, worship opportunities, service and study opportunities. I’m so excited about this, I wish I could spend more time working on it that didn’t cut into my already minimal sleep and household upkeep time. It’s going to be great though.
This time next month Matt and I will be headed to Dallas for a few days of vacation. I’ve never been to Texas, so this should be a pretty great time. We’re planning on visiting the zoo, going to the Kings of Leon concert, the grassy knoll and the book depository, and the radio show Matt produces.
I’ve been contemplating the words of Simon and Garfunkel lately. On Sunday, the sermon was about the status of the US and the need to take care of our neighbors – the millions of people hurting in such a myriad of ways. And then the pianist played Simon and Garfunkel’s “America” as the offertory. I cried. I’ve not had the words of a sermon and the music hit me that hard or profoundly in such a long time. It was wonderful.
I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
This morning I was awoken by my alarm clock powered by electricity generated by the public power monopoly regulated by the US department of energy. I then took a shower in the clean water provided by the municipal water utility. After that, I turned on the TV to one of the FCC regulated channels to see what the national weather service of the national oceanographic and atmospheric administration determined the weather was going to be like using satellites designed, built, and launched by the national aeronautics and space administration. I watched this while eating my breakfast of US department of agriculture inspected food and taking the drugs which have been determined as safe by the food and drug administration.At the appropriate time as regulated by the US congress and kept accurate by the national institute of standards and technology and the US naval observatory, I get into my national highway traffic safety administration approved automobile and set out to work on the roads build by the local, state, and federal departments of transportation, possibly stopping to purchase additional fuel of a quality level determined by the environmental protection agency, using legal tender issued by the federal reserve bank. On the way out the door I deposit any mail I have to be sent out via the US postal service and drop the kids off at the public school. After spending another day not being maimed or killed at work thanks to the workplace regulations imposed by the department of labor and the occupational safety and health administration, enjoying another two meals which again do not kill me because of the USDA, I drive my NHTSA car back home on the DOT roads, to my house which has not burned down in my absence because of the state and local building codes and fire marshal’s inspection, and which has not been plundered of all it’s valuables thanks to the local police department. I then log on to the internet which was developed by the defense advanced research projects administration and post on freerepublic.com and fox news forums about how SOCIALISM in medicine is BAD because the government can’t do anything right.
In somewhat related news, what the hell is going on with parents who are pulling their kids from school when President Obama addresses the country? Instead of denying your children education, shouldn’t you take responsibility of explaining why you don’t agree with him? This is exactly what the country needs, ignorance encouraged by stupid parents.
We’re in! Almost all of the boxes have been unpacked. It’s starting to feel like home. Here are some pictures. We’ll start at the top.
Office area of the bedroom
The bed side of the bedroom. Check out my sweet HUGE closet!
Looking down at the living room from the upstairs landing.
The living room. LOVE the bay window
Those curtains were from my house in Liberty, the couch and chair came from Karl and they all match the accent wall I didn’t know we had until we moved in. Perfect!
Dining room and the back door that leads to the backyard and walking trail and the vacuum
Kitchen
Photo stairwell. Rockfest poster.
The basement is not unpacked at all, so no pictures yet. Hopefully we’ll have time this weekend to finish putting the basement together. Also, no pictures of the bathrooms, I forgot and am too lazy to get back up to take some. There are two and both work. That’s about it.
In other news, I have a new job! I’m now the young adult coordinator at Lenexa UMC. I’m very excited about it and a little nervous. I don’t officially start until the beginning of September but I’ve been doing a lot of brainstorming about what we can do and how to do it.
After moving and unpacking all weekend, we’re here! The townhouse is great, we’re slowly making it into a home. Once I find my camera, I’ll take some pictures.
Matt and I signed the least on our townhouse last night and we get the keys tomorrow! This is going to be such a busy weekend, but I can’t wait!
This time next week Matt and I’ll be in our own house! I am so excited. I can’t wait to have my own space. I hope this week speeds by so I can get back to Topeka on Friday night and pack the truck to move! So excited. I’ll post pictures later this week of the new digs. In a few weeks when we’ve unpacked and put the place together I’ll have everyone over for a housewarming party. Keep an eye on your email/facebook :-)
I hate packing. Hate it. I have an awful attention span as it is, and having to do something I hate just makes it worse.
I went home last night to get a lot of my stuff packed up to move in a couple of weeks because I have today off work. On the weeks we work on Saturday, we get a either Wednesday or Thursday off. So I was able to go back to Topeka last night, have a dentist appointment this morning and spend a lot of time making sure all my stuff was ready to move.
The easy part was the stuff for my kitchen and living room. None of that stuff has really been unpacked from when I moved it into my parents house last year, so it just needed a little reboxing and organizing. My clothes and my room, on the other hand, might be the death of me. I was able to clean out my chest of drawers and my closet this morning, so all of those clothes are sorted, packed or hanging in the closet ready to be put in my car next weekend. My shoes are all in one bag (shocking!) as is my movie collection. You wouldn’t really be able to tell I’m moving by the condition of my room, however. It is still a pigsty and I can’t stand it. I can’t find a place to start sorting and cleaning. There is still some stuff in boxes from when we moved in 7 years ago, but I can’t just blindly throw it away. But I don’t want to sort through it either.
Luckily? I had to come back to Lenexa tonight to work open to close tomorrow. Maybe the packing elves will visit before I head back in the next week.
6 years ago today we lost Grandma. It’s a little easier, but still pretty hard. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about her. A big part of that is probably the picture I have of her, me and my grandfather in my room and I see it everyday, but I do miss her a whole lot.
Exactly a year ago I moved to Washington DC. It’s not quite as sad as the previous anniversary but I do miss that city pretty hardcore. However, I’m feeling very confident and excited about my move to Kansas City this weekend. While I won’t have my own place for a few weeks, I am quite anxious to get there and get started.
