So I said to her, “I don’t care how cute you look, Asia, you CANNOT be Mary in the church Christmas play. The world’s just not ready for it yet, darlin.”
Yesterday I arrived at church somewhat ready for worship. I guess that is to say, I was coming off a week where I think I made strides forward in my relationship with God, which still definitely includes a generous amount of grace from above in those moments I come up short of the target. I walked in and grabbed a seat, the band started with one of my favorite hymns, “Holy, Holy, Holy.” Bang! Worship has begun!
But then something even more awesome happened. There was a particular row of folks in front of me, and a guy I didn’t know sitting to my right, a couple of seats away. The row of strangers along with the guy next to me made me fall even more into an awe of God, if that can somehow make sense. You see, when I’m in church, I don’t typically raise my hands, or move around too much. I would love to be that kind of person, but it’s not really my personality. I am more inward as far as that goes. So when I can be around people that are outwardly expressive, I LOVE IT. I love witnessing someone showing passion for the Lord that way.
Yesterday I was encouraged and my worship was even more personal ,somehow, by being near this kind of genuine worship. It made me think, yeah, I feel that way, too! And I might have even swayed a little 😉
-Out of the Wilderness
A while back I published my first lighthearted and completely unreliable post for how to tell a Christian guy is into you (click here for that list). Well, it’s time for another. Just as lighthearted. Just as unreliable. Enjoy!
10. You comment that his man-bun reminds you of Samson from the Bible. He responds by flexing for you.
9. He invites you on a coffee date… to the coffeeshop in the east quadrant of your mega church.
8. He uses this lame-o line: I’d be pretty bad at mission work, ’cause you’re the only “miss” I’d have my “i on”.
7. He says he’d totally “leave and cleave” for you.
6. He doesn’t want you to be a MISSionary. He wants you to be a MRSionary.
5. He brings two sets of ear plugs when the two of you attend the contemporary worship service.
4. He loves that you’re learning Greek but he still wants to French with you.
3. He wants to stomp grapes with you just so he can wash your feet.
2. He tells you he has a sensitive side, which includes being seeker-sensitive.
1. He says you put the ‘angel‘ in evangelical.
There are many ways to finish the title of this post. Has anyone ever told you…
…you look great tonight?
…you look like Keira Knightley?
Those are just a few, and they’re all compliments. Of course, there are also less positive ways to finish the question…
you have a “kick me” sign on your back?
you need a haircut?
Well, I’ll let you guess which of those happened to me this very weekend! Here’s how it went down. I attended a local church yesterday morning. Whilst chatting with a couple of friends, forming a triad not easily penetrated, a churchgoer clutched my shoulder. This person was outside the triad of trust so she was clearly determined to deliver her message. I turned to her and, along with my two friends, heard these words from her mouth:
Has anyone every told you you need a haircut?
Who does that? This woman was older, maybe in her 70s so my explanation for her actions was that she was just being a grandma. It’s something grandparents say to their grandkids, right? The thing is, I’ve no recollection of ever seeing this woman in my entire life, much less being her grandchild! I thought it was funny. The rest of the triad was taken aback by it and had a few ideas of how I could’ve responded. I’m never good in the moment so I think I remember just laughing and admitting it’s a little out of control.
We probably could’ve had a longer conversation about it, but she had to prepare for her role as choir member.
-Out of the Wilderness
Adjust your legs.
You might think I’m describing how it feels to be meet Kate Beckinsale, which might be true, because I was feeling faint yesterday. It wasn’t because of the famous actress, though. I was running a camera at church with a tight shot of the pastor while he preached. It’s something I’ve done dozens and dozens of times before. But this time I felt different about halfway through the sermon. I pulled the sleeves of my fleece to keep me cool. That helped some but whatever was happening kept getting stronger. A quick prayer.
Lord, please don’t let me fall. Please don’t let me fall.
I don’t like a lot of attention so can you imagine how frightening it would be to fall down in quiet room?
My body was starting to malfunction. Blurry vision. Sweat on my forehead, and my arms. It was not looking good. But thank God the pastor tossed to a video which meant I could be “off” for a second while it played on the screens.
The dizziness was in full affect as I cautiously bent down to find a seat on the edge of the platform. Phew! I made it. As I sat there the dizziness went away. I swiped my forehead to clear the dripping sweat. I removed my jacket to cool down. It was bad! I seriously think if I were standing for 5 more seconds I would have blacked out. I don’t know what happened. I wasn’t sick. I felt fine the day before and that morning, despite staying up too late.
After the video played I stood up again to control the camera. Those final minutes of the sermon went by without a hitch. I did notice the pastor had a shine on his forehead as well, so maybe the room was simply too warm? He and I were the only people standing for the entire sermon, so I wonder if he was feeling the same thing I was feeling?
Either way, I’m so glad I made it through without drawing an embarrassing amount of attention to myself by falling off the small camera platform.
Happy dizzy-free Monday!
-Out of the Wilderness
I might be the only one who does this, and it’s why I sometimes think I have an odd personality. Don’t get me wrong, I love my personality, but is anyone else concerned about walking through someone else’s breeze?
Let’s say you’re at the gym. You walk towards the water fountain and someone passes you going the other direction. Do you hold your breath? What are you thinking in that moment you feel their wind breeze past you? Most of the time it grosses me out. But not just at the gym. It can be walking down a sidewalk. Crossing paths with someone at church. Moving through crowds at Disney World.
There’s a moment when you know you’re about to feel a gust of wind and you have to decide, do I stop breathing for a second, breathe through my nose, or breathe through my mouth? So many decisions need to be made in a short amount of time. It can be overwhelming. As can the scent. Sometimes it smells like an unwashed towel. Other times, if you’re lucky, it’s perfume or cologne. Then you’re like…
Please tell me it’s not just me!
-Out of the Wilderness
I visited a nearby church recently and loved the chapel where we met for worship. It was small, beautiful with an exposed wood beam ceiling, stained-glass windows, almost a relic of the past. It reminded me of the baptist church in Monticello, Florida where my grandparents went. A handful of every age group in the congregation. Traditional hymns but with an acoustic guitar instead of an organ. I enjoyed it! There was a picture of an eagle (a little random, but who doesn’t love eagles, right?) in the pre-service Powerpoint loop, and I overheard a lady behind me say something that is now the quote of the week: