Got back from Mount Pleasant, SC on Sunday afternoon about 10 minutes before the evening service at church, so I showered and changed and arrived at RP about five minutes late. Seems like I'm always five minutes late, so I guess I do have a problem with promptness.
We had a great time in South Carolina. We laughed, we talked through some hard stuff, I got sunburned on my left shoulder due to inconsistent spreading of sunscreen.
So now it is time to get to work. And I need to find a part-time job. Any ideas and suggestions? My sisters say I should model, as we took some pictures on the beach and all mine turned out amazing, at least they said so, except for the one where my eyes are shut due to the glare of the early morning midsummer sun! But I'm still looking at waiting tables. Not as glamourous, yeah, I know. But life ain't all about glamour. Life is not mainly in those moments when the lights flash and the smoke rolls across the stage, but in the simple things, in loud and quiet honesty, in faithful consistency, in all of those things that I can't seem to get a grip on...
Is anyone else going through post-vacation depression? Maybe it isn't depression, just reality. Yeah, whatever. I have this friend who doesn't let himself be excited or disappointed--he says he's a realist and I'm always teasing him about his glass being half empty. And maybe my way of living isn't the most efficient, I probably waste time and emotional energy in living through the highs and lows of what the day brings. I think we're supposed to laugh and cry and live in the reality of the moment as well as trust that God will care for our moments and days and journey. I think we're supposed to clearly see reality, the joy and heartbreak of it, not inure ourselves for protection. I don't think that the wisest thing to do is to always be wise and 'walk soberly.' And no, I don't mean that we should be manic and depressive, but that's another conversation altogether.
Posted by mike at July 8, 2003 09:43 AM