About This Blog
A blog about my life, universe, etc. At any given time you might find something endlessly interesting or just me ruminating on something else, which no one (not even myself) finds interesting. That's the way blogs go, I suppose. Anyway, I was eleventh in line, and you weren't. Hah!
Scripture of the Moment 2 Nephi 2:27 Wherefore, men are free according to the flesh; and all things are given them which are expedient unto man. And they are free to choose liberty and eternal life, through the great Mediator of all men, or to choose captivity and death, according to the captivity and power of the devil; for he seeketh that all men might be miserable like unto himself.
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A Note About Chatting and Emails
I'm not what you would call an extremely social or extraverted person. As a matter of fact, I tend to test 100% introvert on Myer-Briggs and other personality profile tests. Therefore, please be aware that most of the time, if I don't already know you (either in person or through weeks/months/years of email contact) the chances are I won't be very talkative if you IM me. I like having a long time to consider what I say, and that goes double for what I say to total strangers. Please don't think me scary, rude, hateful, or even just someone in a perpetual bad mood, if chat efforts are unsuccessful. Quite frankly, it's probably better for you to go find someone else to chat with, unless you have something significant to say. And if it's that important, you should probably email me. Which reminds me to let you know now that if you do choose to email me, it might be days, weeks, months, years, or never before I email you back. It takes a lot of energy for me to come up with replies to random inquiries from strangers, and most of the time there's something I'd rather be doing instead. Your understanding is appreciated. I'm not saying don't try, I'm just saying -- have minimal expectations, okay? Thanks. Oh, and if you DO know me, don't treat this statement as an excellent excuse not to talk to me. You know who you are.
Gather together in his name.
Due to a series of unfortunate coincidences, I was unable to take my weekly break from the Star Wars line this week. The last two weeks, I've gone to Larry & Kathy's house on Saturday night, then church in the morning. But last night, Larry was at the Ringers premiere party (too expensive for this on-a-budget fan, sigh -- will I EVER see the part I'm in???) and that ended so late that he had to just go straight home, leaving me at the line. Since Greg, the only other adult living at Larry's house, was spending the night here, I had to, too. That meant sleeping in someone's van (it rained, sniff) and of course, no church in the morning.
Now, staying at Larry's house once a week has certain perks. I can take a nice long shower, I can do my laundry, I can eat dinner with a family and all that. But none of that helps me as much, I think, as the church meetings.
It's funny, but this whole line is a highly communal experience. I'm surrounded pretty much continually by people of like mind. Generally, for 165 hours a week, those people are of like mind regarding Star Wars, the line itself, the Chinese, etc. And three hours a week (more if you count the time at Larry's house before and after church) are with people of like mind regarding the gospel.
I can't even explain why it is that this kind of gathering helps me feel more centered and complete (either in my geekiness or in the gospel,) but it does. Not having it makes me feel out of place. It makes morning prayers, especially, more difficult (especially when I've been looking forward to church all week long.) It's easier to forget who I am and how I'm supposed to be. It's one thing to be living in Ohio, not seeing my geeky friends for a few months, and more or less forgetting about Star Wars -- it's another going even just a week without gathering with my friends at church.
I'm not expressing myself very well today, I fear. Suffice to say that while I'm definitely looking forward to a real shower today or tomorrow (depends on who shows up to the line tonight as to where that will be) and the chance to do laundry and, dare I say it, the ability to sleep in -- the thing I'm already really, really looking forward to is my three hour block next Sunday. And meanwhile, I'm going to go read the lesson manual entries for today, and feel wistful. ^_^ posted by Sarah at 6:21 PM. |