Thursday, July 29, 2010

not much

I'm not really blogging at the moment but I have some time to kill before it's time to go home from work.

Tonight is the big fireworks for the HOF Festival, which isn't until next weekend. What is up with that? It used to be the same week. Are they just trying to build up the hooplah?

I am not going. I am staying home to mow the lawn. A bad tradeoff, you are thinking. However I have the opportunity to go to the beach this weekend, not once but twice. Mow lawn tonight = beach on weekend.

Now just because I live in Ohio doesn't mean the beach isn't worth going to. It is on Lake Erie. If you've never seen the Great Lakes, it is hard to comprehend them. But trust me, it's worth it. A summer without a trip to one of them is incomplete. Part of my soul is left behind! Ok, maybe not. But growing up going to the lake for a week every summer, it does seem to make up a part of who I am.

To the beach!

Friday, January 22, 2010

music

Hello, is this thing on? I had some trouble getting this screen to come up.

I've been coming here to access my playlist for a few weeks now. I'm doing some data entry at work for the moment and I need to hear something besides "Firefly" - a popular song on the radio at the moment if you don't know, don't ask me who sings it. I hardly ever listen to music at home so my playlist sounds fresh to me.

When I was in college I felt God convicting me about my music choices and pretty much gave everything up - following God with all of your heart is difficult, let me tell you. I have sulked about this, tried to get involved in Christian rock, but with a few exceptions, it is just not the same. So then I tried to compromise, but it always comes back to the same bottom line- give it up. If I don't follow his leadings, I sacrifice a part of our relationship, and that does not feel good. A lot worse than not listening to REM (yes I was an 80s teenager).

My playlist is not completely Christian, and there are some who would say U2 and Van Morrison are not worthy, and I think Paul Simon is a genius. I don't think God's interest in my music choices had to do with secular/non-secular, but how much of my identity was wrapped up in what I listened to. Loving father that he is, he know the only secure place to "find myself" is in him. Sometimes you have to go cold turkey to create the space for that to happen.

Just so you know, I didn't know that at the time, and he did not explain it to me. He just said "do this," and the rest was up to me, to trust that he knew what he was talking about or not.

OK, back to MS Access and some Goo Goo Dolls.