Friday, 25 April 2008

On Leaving

Well, it's official: I am no longer director at Southside. Technically, I'm not yet working at the other centre; do I even have a job description this week? The point is, at 1:00 Wednesday afternoon I dropped my keys on the desk and declared myself DONE!!!!
I have mixed feelings. I am very happy for the break, I am very happy to be leaving this position and its stress. I am very sad to be leaving my staff, though; I hired most of them, trained all of them, and have really enjoyed my time with them. We made a great team. I am a bit nervous about starting at the other centre where I really don't know anyone. So, yeah, mixed emotions.
That's why it took me 10 minutes to walk out of the centre on Wednesday, but when I walked away, I didn't look back. It was time.

Monday, 21 April 2008

Snow

Last weekend it was summer. Now winter is back for one last stand (at least I hope it gives up after this). It's cold and snowing and blowing and I am not liking it. I slogged through snowdrifts up to my knees to get to work. Plus, I have a cold. It is times like this that it is very, very hard to remember that God is sovereign over the weather and therefore He has a purpose for this and so, ultimately, it is good. It doesn't feel good.
On a more positive note: I only have 2 days left, it's only 1:00 and I'm about to leave work, my nephew made the soccer team, I taught the kids about David and Bathsheba without having to say "ask your parents" once, and I finally won a chess game. So, yeah, life isn't all snow.

Thursday, 17 April 2008

Counting down....

2 hours and 45 minutes today.
6-8 hours tomorrow (depending on how quickly I can finish everything).
4 hours on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.
Total: 22-24 hours and 45 minutes.
Not that I'm counting down or anything.
I'm almost done. I should already be done. I was supposed to be done last week. But the head honcho boss asked if I would stay for an extra week, and then for 3 more days (which I'm doing as half days). But it's almost over and then I have a week off. If you're looking for me, I'll be asleep or studying.
And after that? A new position at a different centre with normal hours (10-6 and no overtime (I hope)) and only 4 days a week. Time to keep up with schoolwork. Time to relax. Time to do all the things (or at least some of the things) that I want to be doing and should be doing.
By this time next week I'll be done. The end is in sight.

Wednesday, 9 April 2008

Idol and God

UPDATED BELOW

To set the scene: I was watching the end of an American Idol special this evening. It was, I think, called "Idol Gives Back" and they were raising money for some charity or other. I came in near the end and didn't pay a lot of attention to detail.
Okay, to get to the point: the last song they sang was "Shout to the Lord" complete with a choir. The people I was watching it with were talking about how great it is that they sang it and how much Christian music there was in the show, and other happy stuff. My thoughts were different.
First, they changed the first line from "My Jesus" to "My Shepherd" and thus made the song just a generic "religious" song.
Second, I really don't believe that all those people there singing the song were all Christians. I suppose it's possible, but highly unlikely. What I do think is that they were using God and religion the same way they were using emotional songs to get people to give. It bothered me. It still bothers me.

Friday: I didn't watch Idol last night, but I am told that they sang the song again and this time they didn't change the words. Which is better, but I still wonder at the motivation behind the original decision to sing it.

Thursday, 20 March 2008

When?

I want everything to happen in my time (read: right now!). I do not like waiting for God's time, except in those rare cases that His time and my time match. I know that everytime I'm patient and wait it out, His time always works better than my time.

When I was 17, I wanted to go to Bible college. I applied, I was accepted, and for whatever reason, I didn't get to go. Twice when I was in my 20's I applied, I was accepted, and for whatever reason, I didn't get to go. I was not happy about it any of those times.

I started my first class at The Master's College this week. I am finally attending (in a manner of speaking) Bible college. I have waited 16 years, and I am admitting....I am more ready now than I was then. As always, His time was better than my time.

Saturday, 15 March 2008

On Being Asked the Question..

"But what about all the people who believe something else? How do you know they're not right?"

There are variations on that question but they all mean the same thing and they're usually asked in a "Hah! Answer that!" tone. You know that one: annoying and agravating and arrogant. There is probably a smug look on his face. The person is sure that he has just asked the unanswerable question.

What I'd like to answer: "WHAT DO YOU THINK FAITH IS ALL ABOUT, YOU POMPOUS, ARROGANT MORON?!?!?"

That doesn't seem quite Christ-like, though, so I manage to refrain (even though I really hate that tone). The thing is, the questioner doesn't want an answer; he just wants to be right and has already decided that he has won. Any answer will be rejected with the words "Yeah, but what if you're wrong?" or "But how do you know?" or some such question.

The asking of the question usually signals the end of any real conversation.

Thursday, 6 March 2008

Forwarded emails

I have 3 issues with forwarded emails:

1. The emails that say "this really works!!!" and tells me to forward it to however many people and my wish will come true or whatever. My point is, how does the person sending it already know that it works? Hm? Or am I on your second list of people to send it to?

2. My brother forwards it to everyone on his list including me. My other brother gets the email as well and forwards it to everyone on his list including me....it can go on for a while.

3. I will not be guilted into sending anything forward or back. If you don't know if we're friends, why am I in your contact list anyway? And trust me, Jesus already knows that I love Him, and I don't have to forward anything to anyone to prove it.