Hello, My Name Is...Commando Carver
So let's see, this weekend.
Friday: slow death
Saturday: slow slooooww death
Sunday: Woke up late and went to church. The beginning of Sunday School is still a tad awkward, but much easier to live through now. For BIG church I sat with my friend Clarrissa in the deaf section of church. She's apparently learning sign language at Valencia and sits in this section to hone in her craft. Sunday evening I went crab hunt with some of the same people as last time, minus one and adding two. I wasn't quite as comfortable as last time but they were all very friendly. But we went pretty late, and the lateness mixed with me not have eating enough beforehand, mixed with the general reclusiveness I develop when I'm at the beach at night, I got into some weird negative self pity funk. So that wasn't the most fun I had.
Monday: Today I went running with John Groshanns. That was really cool, ya know, just getting to learn his life context. It was much easier getting to know him without being in the big group, where it's more the norm to just joke around and be jolly, which is great for a group of close friends, but my newness to this group keeps me from my full potential. Then after running, we went with mostly the same group from the night before to go pumpkin carving.
Now this was sort of an adventure. Not only was it the first time I've ever carved pumpkins, I didn't bring an entire change of clothes for after running. I wasn't sure we'd be doing anything afterward, so I just brought a pair of pants and a t shirt...and nothing else. So I had to go without socks and without my other underthings to go pumpkin carving. And there's a lot of crouching over in the carving process, so I had to MAKE SURE that my shirt was always overlapping with my pants so I would show anybody the rising of my sun. And the jeans were kind of loose and I had things in my pockets, but I think I managed to not moon anybody the entire time. Success!
My pumpkin isn't terribly impressive. Her name is Jane Fonda, the Feminist Pumpkin.
Then a smaller group of us went to Chipotle and chatted and what not.
So this weekend's been much better than the previous one's I've had here. God's been showing me why I'm here. Back in Niceville I have so many distractions: I was so comfortable with my stuff, my friends, and my reputation, that I put them before God. Now I'm here with a lot less stuff, a lot less friends, and no reputation to hold on to yet...I just have Him. And I keep throwing things in front of God, but he's given me soooo much time I could spend in His word and in prayer. I'm really excited to see just what God has in store for me here.
Friday: slow death
Saturday: slow slooooww death
Sunday: Woke up late and went to church. The beginning of Sunday School is still a tad awkward, but much easier to live through now. For BIG church I sat with my friend Clarrissa in the deaf section of church. She's apparently learning sign language at Valencia and sits in this section to hone in her craft. Sunday evening I went crab hunt with some of the same people as last time, minus one and adding two. I wasn't quite as comfortable as last time but they were all very friendly. But we went pretty late, and the lateness mixed with me not have eating enough beforehand, mixed with the general reclusiveness I develop when I'm at the beach at night, I got into some weird negative self pity funk. So that wasn't the most fun I had.
Monday: Today I went running with John Groshanns. That was really cool, ya know, just getting to learn his life context. It was much easier getting to know him without being in the big group, where it's more the norm to just joke around and be jolly, which is great for a group of close friends, but my newness to this group keeps me from my full potential. Then after running, we went with mostly the same group from the night before to go pumpkin carving.
Now this was sort of an adventure. Not only was it the first time I've ever carved pumpkins, I didn't bring an entire change of clothes for after running. I wasn't sure we'd be doing anything afterward, so I just brought a pair of pants and a t shirt...and nothing else. So I had to go without socks and without my other underthings to go pumpkin carving. And there's a lot of crouching over in the carving process, so I had to MAKE SURE that my shirt was always overlapping with my pants so I would show anybody the rising of my sun. And the jeans were kind of loose and I had things in my pockets, but I think I managed to not moon anybody the entire time. Success!
My pumpkin isn't terribly impressive. Her name is Jane Fonda, the Feminist Pumpkin.
Then a smaller group of us went to Chipotle and chatted and what not.
So this weekend's been much better than the previous one's I've had here. God's been showing me why I'm here. Back in Niceville I have so many distractions: I was so comfortable with my stuff, my friends, and my reputation, that I put them before God. Now I'm here with a lot less stuff, a lot less friends, and no reputation to hold on to yet...I just have Him. And I keep throwing things in front of God, but he's given me soooo much time I could spend in His word and in prayer. I'm really excited to see just what God has in store for me here.