Tuesday, June 15, 2010

I Have Been Blessed

I had the good fortune to be born in the United States of middle class parents.  I had the good fortune to marry well and raise a family with minimal difficulties.  I have the good fortune to have friends in various places.  I have the good fortune to have the choice to work or not. These are just circumstances, that is not what I am thinking about.

I took a job a year ago, one I was uncertain about.  It was a huge step outside my comfort zone.  It was full of stress, tears, sleeplessness, isolation, guilt.  I rarely saw my family.  Yet, in the end, the people and things I experienced, it was more than worth it.  I won't reiterate what happened last year only what occurred on Sunday. 

We hosted a young adult group of Koreans.  They are a very worshipful group, a respectful group, an easy and difficult group (like they all are).  The weekend almost over, me counting down the meals, down to the last, a young woman asks me to bring out my staff.  They wanted to pray over us.  And in that same room where three years ago I had hands layed upon me by those I knew, loved, counseled, counseled by, I again had hands layed upon me by strangers.  All of them saying their own prayers, whispers, praises, wishes. 

And again, I came out renewed by the Spirit.

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

On the Agenda

It is Tuesday and I am going to the Rehoboth Farmers Market.  I went last week.  My Sister, Sam, and Dad met Audrey, who was visiting for the week, and me there.  It was a delightful day and a wonderful market.  I did not join a CSA this year as pick was too difficult and I didn't use the stuff.  So Farmers Market it is.  That is on todays agenda.

I want to make Papusas and slaw.  Today?  Maybe.

I want to ride.  It's so dang hot, but the crowds have left and it is safer if I ride now.

I want to catch up on my knitting.  I am currently in the process of the second mitten of two different mittens, a ballband dishcloth, and my hourglass sweater.  I need a summer project rather than these heavy winter items.

My one morning of solitude during the week.  The washing machine is going, the living room is straightened, the kitchen is on its way.  The day has started early, thanks to the dogs, so I have a chance.  A chance of accomplishing things, both chores and pastimes.