a typical sunday...
actually, i don't know what a typical day is...but that's okay with me.
i'm sitting here waiting on a load of kitchen towels to dry so that i can go in to work. There is a group coming to Urban Ministry from a UMC church in Pennsylvania today. I still have some cleaning and grocery sorting to do at the dorm to get ready for them. Luckily, it has been a very busy March. Luckily, we get a break after this week. :)
i got my hair cut and re-pinked yesterday. i actually did it, not just because i happen to like it and think it's fun, but also because a lady at church told me that she was waiting on my hair to be one color again...i don't think my hair has EVER been one color; and she thinks i'm a red head, which was never true, but what she prefers. I'm always fascinated by the reactions to it. especially at church. they range from "i wish i had the guts to do that" to looks of outright disgust...it's just hair people. and if you turn away from people simply because of the way they look, then you are missing out on knowing some great people.
This past week, we had a great group of youth from Asbury UMC in Madison. They painted 7 houses. (did you know that in Alabama, your insurance can be dropped due to home appearance, including painting?) anyway, they were able to show grace and love in some difficult situations and i know they made God smile. Not every one is easy to love, but everyone needs love! There was one situation where a neighbor of the house they were painting was particularly nasty one day, yelling at them over a garbage can. The next morning, that neighbor had asked to see me and while i was on her porch, some of the youth came over with flowers and a card for her. I imagine that accepting that Grace in that moment felt like Hell to her. But hopefully, she felt love through it all.
When someone is so controlling over a garbage can, then something in their life-- maybe life itself--is out of control. They were able to recognize that and love her through it. I hope i can be more like them this week.
oops, dryer buzzer just went off. Now i go to work.Though, when you love your job as much as i do, its hardly ever really work.
i'm sitting here waiting on a load of kitchen towels to dry so that i can go in to work. There is a group coming to Urban Ministry from a UMC church in Pennsylvania today. I still have some cleaning and grocery sorting to do at the dorm to get ready for them. Luckily, it has been a very busy March. Luckily, we get a break after this week. :)
i got my hair cut and re-pinked yesterday. i actually did it, not just because i happen to like it and think it's fun, but also because a lady at church told me that she was waiting on my hair to be one color again...i don't think my hair has EVER been one color; and she thinks i'm a red head, which was never true, but what she prefers. I'm always fascinated by the reactions to it. especially at church. they range from "i wish i had the guts to do that" to looks of outright disgust...it's just hair people. and if you turn away from people simply because of the way they look, then you are missing out on knowing some great people.
This past week, we had a great group of youth from Asbury UMC in Madison. They painted 7 houses. (did you know that in Alabama, your insurance can be dropped due to home appearance, including painting?) anyway, they were able to show grace and love in some difficult situations and i know they made God smile. Not every one is easy to love, but everyone needs love! There was one situation where a neighbor of the house they were painting was particularly nasty one day, yelling at them over a garbage can. The next morning, that neighbor had asked to see me and while i was on her porch, some of the youth came over with flowers and a card for her. I imagine that accepting that Grace in that moment felt like Hell to her. But hopefully, she felt love through it all.
When someone is so controlling over a garbage can, then something in their life-- maybe life itself--is out of control. They were able to recognize that and love her through it. I hope i can be more like them this week.
oops, dryer buzzer just went off. Now i go to work.Though, when you love your job as much as i do, its hardly ever really work.