Most of you had New Years last month, but mine was February 1st. I decided this when the holidays just kept running on and then I left town. The "normal", post-celebratory life is just beginning for me.
With this new occasion, I have restarted a slew of activity. I have my high school girls back on Tuesday night (we had gelato). Yesterday afternoon, I was able to meet with my mentor, who I have missed greatly over the holidays. Last night, I hosted the women's committee for an impromptu meeting (we had sea salt brownie bites).
I have found that, in church life, people are more apt to remember the food than the meeting. My girls might not remember that we talked about Christ-centered passions and how to find them, but they really liked the gelato. Last night, one person in particular enjoyed many brownies. I will mention no names, but you know who you are. We, in turn, enjoyed watching her eat brownies.
Today, however, I fulfilled one of last year's goals. I went and registered my money and I for a bible study outside of my church. I believe that it was life category 73, number 12. It involved something that I like to call, "crawling out from under my rock". As a creature of habit, I do not need change; I need regularity. It will take a few months before this group feels regular to me. In the meantime, I am the new girl...argh! BTW, if your job begins with domestic or anything from this post, you should check out their free podcast.
This means that I am, officially, attending a bible study in a place that I do not attend or serve...goal achieved.
AND, it was all fine and good until they started passing around a sign-up sheet. My heart gazed on it lovingly, while my brain said, "touch it and die". I could be useful to all of these new people. I stood up and walked away right before the woman next to me clicked her pen and started passing it. She probably thinks that I was running from it, and I was.
We talked about the tongue this morning. Oh my, my tongue. What sparks have flown from it in recent weeks! I have failed miserably in this area, and my heart has been restless over it. He is helping me, though. I am free and stand on His grace, which is everything that I need. That and a swift kick.
Getting glimpses of how wrong, how broken, and how far I am from anything that resembles "good" can be devastating, however useful. At times, it points me to what I want to become. I found this verse, and although it is about wisdom...I want to be that. Or, if you watch 30Rock, "I want to go to there".
Imagine! How would life be different if this were true?