My Ramblings on Life, Literature, and Faith
Well, folks, happy Monday, happy Tax Day, happy we-are-officially-halfway-through-April day. I’m *finally* back with the update that I promised last week. Let me just go ahead and give a disclaimer: THIS IS RAW. This is adapted from an e-mail that I wrote some close friends and a mentor of mine earlier this morning. I’m sharing it with you because I’m just as committed to being real and honest and raw with you as I am with them.
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This week’s service has got to be the best one in a while (not that the others aren’t good, this one just had a special anointing).
Welcome back to the blog! Sorry it’s been so sparse in the posting lately; I’ve had so much going on with school and travels and jobs. Hopefully I’ll get around to posting an update later.
I totally squealed when I saw who was preaching at church this week–nothing against Pastor Steven, but when this guy preached last summer at Elevation, I re-watched the message at least six times.
Since I’ve been at this blogging thing for a little while now, I wanted to take a moment to re-introduce myself and share my story again. I’ve had this on my heart to share for a couple of weeks and so I’m sharing this because I want to be radically obedient more than I want to keep being afraid and comfortable (funny how those two things go together, huh?) I’ll also link this in the My Story page, to make it easily accessible for the future. Be warned–this will be a longer post and a very, very raw post.
A sweet friend of mine sent me this e-mail over the weekend, and I thought it was such a good picture that I asked if I could share it with you all. She and I have a thing where whenever we see a beautiful sunset, we tell the other person about it, or send a picture if we are able. She sent me this e-mail about a sunset she saw and the picture that God showed her in it.
We continued our Maybe: God series this week in church, with a message from University City campus pastor, Chet Pete.
I’m not a fan of mushrooms, nor have I ever been. The slimy texture, weird smell, knowledge that many of them are poisonous, and having to learn about their reproductive systems in high school biology just really make them a turn-off for me. They honestly kind of gross me out–call me a picky eater, but it’s true. But the other day, I accidentally ate a mushroom, or a least a dish that had them in it.
