Stuffing

Beyond the birthday

I have a lot churning in my head. I'm heading to St. C in a couple of days. I expect it to be a difficult trip in a number of ways. My dad and the worry over his health. My mom and my bumpy relationship since the last trip. But it will be good to go. I hope Myron will be ok to drive as I still haven't done much (any) driving in the car. I just don't have anywhere to go or any time to go there. Is it just like driving a bike? Will it all come back to me?

I really enjoyed Brandon's sermon this morning. Especially since watching the Jesus is messy video. His sermon seemed to connect so well with what other things I've been reading. It seems like that every week in Rustle for me. I particularly loved his story about how sheep in some mountainous area would jump down to get green grass not realizing that they are on the ledge of a mountain and they are in great danger. And how the shepherd had to wait until they were starving to go and rescue them otherwise they would jump. That story rang so true. We sheep can be pretty headstrong wanting to eat our grass and not know that salvation is coming and thinking it is something threatening but it is really what is good for us.

James hasn't quite grasped the Jesus is messy idea. He kinda like the Jesus organizes the world sort of thing. Despite being the only child at the evening service down the street, he seems to like it a lot. He likes the order. This week was a bit different as they had a guest speaker. Now I really like Peter so I wasn't real excited about a guest. The guest was interesting. He said a lot of good things. My favorite part was when he said something like when was the last time you told God you loved him and James started looking earnestly at the sky. But the speaker kept bringing everything back to his radio project, which obviously is very important to him and he's very passionate about and I think it's probably a very good project. Just seemed a little overconsuming.

On Friday, we took a road trip to Cole Lake (all the Rustlers) and there was a beautiful spirit in the place. As we sang, it was like I was hearing God explain some answer to a question I had been asking him that was troubling me. Sometimes an atmosphere like that can make it easier to hear God. I'm still processing it. God does want to help us. I'm glad to say. I tell Him I love him a lot.

posted by Aphra @ 11/23/2008 10:50:00 PM