- Got a bunch of shopping for gifts out of the way tonight
- Found some great cards at the card shop
- Was asked by T & L to coordinate a couple of their friends in creating a slideshow for their wedding reception
- Was able to drive to do my errands tonight
- curling up, wrapped in a warm blanket
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Daily 5 - Day 251
Today's Daily 5:
Dance
The spring weather, and something about this particular day, about the atmosphere I'm sensing is making me want to dance.
Except I'm a terrible dancer, and horribly self-concious, so I just kind of dance inside, with a smile on my face.
I was thinking about dancing last week at the conference I was at.
There was definitely a lot of dancing going on.
But even there, busting loose is harder than it looks to achieve.
Unless you're holding a baby. I think something about my conservative upbringing made it totally okay to dance and be silly if you're holding a baby, or the hands of a toddler perhaps. Because then you're not just dancing for your enjoyment, you're spreading the wealth.
I have a favorite memory of being at a conference with Jason Upton, and he began playing a song he'd written for his children. A fun song, designed to make you just wanna hop up and move around a little.
I was sitting on the floor at the back of the room, with three little kids all around me.
It's a memory I cherish, dancing and singing with them in the back of the church. 3 special kids that I love.
I was thinking about that today as happy music played, and the sun crept through my office window, and something in the atmosphere made me want to dance.
Except I'm a terrible dancer, and horribly self-concious, so I just kind of dance inside, with a smile on my face.
I was thinking about dancing last week at the conference I was at.
There was definitely a lot of dancing going on.
But even there, busting loose is harder than it looks to achieve.
Unless you're holding a baby. I think something about my conservative upbringing made it totally okay to dance and be silly if you're holding a baby, or the hands of a toddler perhaps. Because then you're not just dancing for your enjoyment, you're spreading the wealth.
I have a favorite memory of being at a conference with Jason Upton, and he began playing a song he'd written for his children. A fun song, designed to make you just wanna hop up and move around a little.
I was sitting on the floor at the back of the room, with three little kids all around me.
It's a memory I cherish, dancing and singing with them in the back of the church. 3 special kids that I love.
I was thinking about that today as happy music played, and the sun crept through my office window, and something in the atmosphere made me want to dance.
Canada Apologizes to Rwanda
I found this article about Governor General Michaelle Jean apologizing to Rwanda on behalf of Canada for failing to intervene in their genocide to be quite powerful.
Stuff Worth Reading
Some things I came across today that are definitely worth the read:
Steve Bell wrote a lovely account of the impact a Catholic Priest had on him as a young boy and man. In a time when nearly all the stories about priests in the media are dealing with the widespread abuse of power, and betrayal of trust, I'm sympathetic to the victims (I know a few personally.) But I love the church - in nearly any form, and I think these positive stories must be told as well. I'm so thankful for those who lived beautiful stories, and for those who choose to tell the stories marked with life and redemption. Because that's what the church should really be about, isn't it?
I loved this piece at Gitz Bits today. It reminded me of the lesson God began writing on my heart last week when my brother J. faced a challenging situation at work, and still managed to see the person, and not just a girl who was acting out and had bit him and spat in his eye.
And I loved these thoughts on grace over at Stuff Christians Like. Also definitely a good reminder today. (By the way, if you haven't taken advantage of the free audio book download of Stuff Christians Like at christianaudio.com, you really should. I finished listening to it on the train yesterday, and it was fantastic!)
Steve Bell wrote a lovely account of the impact a Catholic Priest had on him as a young boy and man. In a time when nearly all the stories about priests in the media are dealing with the widespread abuse of power, and betrayal of trust, I'm sympathetic to the victims (I know a few personally.) But I love the church - in nearly any form, and I think these positive stories must be told as well. I'm so thankful for those who lived beautiful stories, and for those who choose to tell the stories marked with life and redemption. Because that's what the church should really be about, isn't it?
I loved this piece at Gitz Bits today. It reminded me of the lesson God began writing on my heart last week when my brother J. faced a challenging situation at work, and still managed to see the person, and not just a girl who was acting out and had bit him and spat in his eye.
And I loved these thoughts on grace over at Stuff Christians Like. Also definitely a good reminder today. (By the way, if you haven't taken advantage of the free audio book download of Stuff Christians Like at christianaudio.com, you really should. I finished listening to it on the train yesterday, and it was fantastic!)
5 Years
Five years ago today, I wrote my very first blog post. It was a slow start.
I opened a blogger account because a good friend of mine was in Sri Lanka, working for Samaritans' Purse, doing water relief work following the tsunami. (As a side note, it's hard to believe that it's been over five years since that boxing day Tsunami, as well.) He had a blog, and I couldn't comment on it without a blogger account of my own.
So I opened an account.
And the rest, as they say, is history.
In five years I've written 2989 posts. That's the equivalent of showing up here 1.6 times a day, every day, for the last five years.
I've chronicled a journey beginning in the worst months of depression, through the moment of sudden healing. I've written about life and faith and family and friends and shoes.
I've travelled a bit, and dreamed a lot.
I've shed a lot of tears.
And I've even made some friends out there in the blogging world. One of them I even got to meet in person last year.
I'm thankful for this record of my life that has developed, and for each of you who have stopped in to say hi, or share your opinions, or journey with me.
Here's to another 5 years!
I opened a blogger account because a good friend of mine was in Sri Lanka, working for Samaritans' Purse, doing water relief work following the tsunami. (As a side note, it's hard to believe that it's been over five years since that boxing day Tsunami, as well.) He had a blog, and I couldn't comment on it without a blogger account of my own.
So I opened an account.
And the rest, as they say, is history.
In five years I've written 2989 posts. That's the equivalent of showing up here 1.6 times a day, every day, for the last five years.
I've chronicled a journey beginning in the worst months of depression, through the moment of sudden healing. I've written about life and faith and family and friends and shoes.
I've travelled a bit, and dreamed a lot.
I've shed a lot of tears.
And I've even made some friends out there in the blogging world. One of them I even got to meet in person last year.
I'm thankful for this record of my life that has developed, and for each of you who have stopped in to say hi, or share your opinions, or journey with me.
Here's to another 5 years!
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