Last Wednesday it was my turn to cook for community dinner so I didn’t make it to Wednesday night service at Church. However, Sarah and her friend took the kids and this was the story we heard at dinner when they got back.
On the way to Church Kyvaughn said to Sarah’s friend, Judy, “Church is where Jesus hears you.” Which is an interesting thing for a 3 year old to say. I should preface the next part of the story by explaining that anytime one of us comes home and the kids are at the house we are warmly greeted by a volumes cheer of our name. So it is only fitting that when you are entering God’s house he get the same greeting right? I suppose in Kyvaughn’s mind that is only appropriate, so when they walked into the Church Kyvaughn gave a greeting to Jesus in the way that he knew how by screaming at the top of his lungs “JESUS!” Sarah said when the adults walked upstairs for the service the other members who were already there said they figured Gabrielle House had arrived.
JESUS! January 12, 2009
Jump around, jump up, jump up and get down… January 9, 2009
So I discovered this website http://www.jumpbecause.com/ and I think it is an excellent idea for a website. I found it because my wonderful friend Alica introduced me to “Skirt” magazine and this website was highlighted in the magazine. It just so happens that I have a jumping picture that I would post here and write an “I jump because…” statement, however, I don’t want to take away from someones great idea. So I am considering sending in this jumping picture with permission from the other jumpers in the picture.
My random thought for the day was, I think 24 is going to be a good age/year for me. I am not entirely sure why. By 24 I hope that I will be settled in the fact that I don’t know as much as I thought I did, and not be wishing I didn’t realize I don’t know as much as I thought I did, because I would still have this wonderful illusion of thinking I have life figured out. By 24 perhaps I will have a Masters degree and be happy in a career or happy doing whatever I am doing. At 24 perhaps I will meet a dashing man who sweeps me off my feet and doesn’t care that I use the word dashing. Maybe I will own less junk and be better able to get rid of things I don’t need. I could be accomplished at knitting and other crafting trades. I will be able to say no to things I don’t really want to do and not feel terrible about it. I will still be friends with the good friends I have now and be closer to my sister. I won’t be so young that I am not taken seriously, but I won’t be so old that I can’t still get away with doing somewhat crazy things. I say somewhat because I don’t do too many crazy things now…unless moving into a Catholic Worker house and only working part time your first year out of college is crazy, then I am totally crazy. Yes, I think 24 will be a good year. I also think 22 will be a good year, but I still like dreaming about the future.
Oh on another completely random note…Happy New Year! This is a picture from last years new year, but I think it is a great photo…
