In the cafeteria today I was getting a salad and noticed someone pouring a healthy amount of olive oil on her slice of pizza. I thought that was a pretty odd topping. I guess if you think of it, pizza normally has olives and is oily in itsellf, so maybe the lady wanted to ramp things up a bit. Yesterday while hurrying in to church I overheard someone saying, “you don’t want to sit on those seats of shame,” which I assume he is referring to as the seats in the back of the church. Hey, I’ve sat on those seats before! Are we not human too? If you prick us do we not bleed? Of course we all know that when you’re little, the front seats are really the seats of shame. So close to teacher! So nerdy! What a dork! The cool kids sat in the back. Ah, how quickly life doth change. Later that day, I was talking with a friend and had one of those moments where the reality of one day seeing Jesus sunk in and I started crying. I hadn’t cried in quite sometime but I wouldn’t describe it as sadness or regret. I’m not sure if it was happiness either. It was, I guess, this overwhelming longing. What kind of Sunday will I have next week? Tune in next time when…
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March 29, 2011 at 9:40 pmWhat a powerful moment in experiencing God! It is said that the longest journey is from the head to the heart. When a close relative, a non-believer, passed away, heaven and hell suddenly became reality in an instant. When that life breathed its last, we are eternally separated! Tears welled up from this inconsolable sorrow knowing it was this death that gave me a reference point on the other side. An unexpected way to be confronted with the transcendent.
On a lighter note, congratulations on the exam C progress. Half way point!
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March 30, 2011 at 9:52 amRight, I think my feeling was in part wanting all things to be right again but another was going home. I was thinking in the shower today that maybe it’s like seeing your dad after a long business trip, but to be honest I rather liked the freedom I had while my dad was gone.
Thanks! I’ve heard someone say that once you start you’re halfway done. So letsee, since I started and I’m halfway through the book: 1/2 + 1/2 = 1. I’m done! Wait a sec…