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Monday, April 09, 2001
BRIEFJust a quick post... Square dancing is fun.
posted by michael at 9:55 AM |
Friday, April 06, 2001
START AND STOPI stopped my Chinese studies when I got sick. After that was various church retreats and the interview. I need to get that ball rolling after this weekend. Want to survive my weekend of Koinonia talks, core meetings, good Friday rehearsal, children's committee meetings, teaching Sunday school and seeing friends. NOT good. How did we get here? -Gabriel Byrne Somethings gotta give, and I think I know what it is. Anyway, I started reading Don DeLillo's The Names. If you haven't noticed, I started writing bad poetry and am having a ball. Would you believe that I started talking to Sarah again?
posted by michael at 8:34 AM |
Thursday, April 05, 2001
TO REDO THE ROOMCleaning my room helps me clear my mind. Rearranging all the furniture in my room allows me to create order in my world of chaos. Its almost as if thinking about my room spatially helps me organize the different things floating in my mind. A bookshelf there. Put the dresser close to the bed. Create a space for reading. Open up the middle of the room. Vacuum the carpet. Put the desk near the window. Alarm clock just far enough from bed. Put picture frames there. Separate the books that you have already read from the books you want to read.What are my priorities? What will I make time for? What will be put on the backburner? Will I cultivate this attraction? What kind of person do I want to be? How have I been? How did I come to become like that?You could say that I am running away from my problems, but I would counter that I am preparing to finally get started on them. I must say that I am pleased with last nights results. It is very clean and practical. I think I am going to keep this one. I have a good feeling about it. It would be nice to have a set room (mind set?) to tackle the upcoming months, or year it takes for me to move out. Consistent maintenance would be nice... yeah.
posted by michael at 8:03 AM |
Wednesday, April 04, 2001
ITS TOO LATEHad a dream with an odd professor on a television screen he told me what it meant to be impulsive. Its too late Its too late What is done is done and its not so bad. Don't be mad if you had said sooner I know I would have listened for a little while. I know this will open up old wounds but its truly in hopes of healing them soon. Its too late Its too late I have already begun and its not so bad.
posted by michael at 8:20 AM |
Tuesday, April 03, 2001
CHURCHIt was last Friday that I was feeling moody, frustrated and outraged. All night long I had held it in as best as I could, and now that I had gathered the appropriate audience at Denny's, I finally had my opportunity to vent my angst. I waited patiently while we settled into our seats, looked at the menus, and exchanged small talk. The diner was busier than usual. Alhambra highschool had just finished their Sadie Hawkins dance and the booths were filled with groups of young couples dressed exactly alike. I smiled, gave my order to the waitress and looked for an opening. Our initial pleasantries shifted into a friendly conversation about past romantic relationships. Aaarrrggg. Fine. I can wait. Besides, I want to hear about this anyway. I was beginning to see an opporunity when someone else went to the bathroom. Damn! Eventually I found the appropriate dynamic and I was able to ramble on and on about all my frustrations with... church. It felt wonderful to let it all out. I didn't need much more than their sympathetic nods. Just being able to tell them about it and know that I was well received was enough. For good measure, I even got a suggestion to look up Psalm 86. Somewhat released of my burden, I turned to one of them and asked, "so how many girls have you dated?" Of course it was more than just a few individuals at church that had raised my ire. I brought in my own fatigue, my own sin, and my own issues from a long week. I was unprepared for battle. But there lies part of the problem. Friday night fellowship sometimes feels like constant warfare for me. Fighting the good fight is expected, but there doesn't seem to be much a home court advantage. Why can't I remember that Church is supposed to be so much more?
posted by michael at 9:00 AM |
Monday, April 02, 2001
SPORTSConsidering that today is the 'true' opening day for major league baseball, as well as the NCAA tourny final, I will allow myself the luxury of being shamelessly sports minded. What do we as a society care about? Winning. That is the bottom line. Gary Sheffield provided the only run in the Dodgers season opening win, and despite the initial boos that he endured (deservedly?), the crowd gave him a standing ovation by the end of the day. ( background) Of course, this isn't anything new, especially for one from Los Angeles. This is a place of short memories and cheap grace. Of course the grace isn't something that comes with repentance, character, or virtue. It ultimately comes from success. Is that so horrible? I certainly didn't approve of the comments he made just two weeks ago, yet if he gives us the best chance to win, i'll take him without ever looking back.
posted by michael at 7:49 PM |
Sunday, April 01, 2001
THEATERFor good friday service, I am playing the Centurion. I have a short monologue at the end. It has been intimidating to work with two very dramatic individuals in Wing and Marvin, but they also bring a gravity to the production that make it so much more enjoyable. I have always been attracted to acting but never had the cajones to go through with it. Was fitted on friday and felt utterly ridiculous, but after today's practice, wearing the plastic breastplate, cardboard belt, bed sheet tunic and 2 ounce sword felt... good. What has become of me?
posted by michael at 5:48 PM |
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