A new post! Hooray!
My neglect of this blog is mostly due to my lack of Internet for the past month, at least Internet that works with blogspot. Both of my roommates' computers freak out when I try to access this site. So that's my excuse. :)
I'm in Kansas City right now, visiting friends I made while student teaching, and it's making lonely for everybody else I love who doesn't live in Tucson or KC. If I could afford the time and loss of pay, in a heartbeat I would jump in my Volvo wagon and tour the country, visiting California, Washington, Montana, Colorado, Iowa, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Illinois, Michigan, Tennessee, Virginia, North Carolina, and then Florida, but probably only so I could go to Disney World. And the Everglades.
It's hard for me to think about, but in all likelihood the career choices I've made and am desiring to make will make it very difficult for me to see some of my friends ever again. If I go overseas or bury myself in an urban ghetto I will be doing what I believe God wants me to do, but potentially doing it alone. That's scary to me. I'm reading The Irresistible Revolution by Shane Claibourne in which he talks about what it means to be a radical, and therefore real, Christian, and it makes me tremble with excitement (and a lot of conviction), but that can be a lonely life. I know God provides, but somehow I'm having a hard time convincing myself that what He provides is best for me.
I suppose it's a matter of priorities. If I want to see you all again, I will make a point of doing so, and I needn't worry. Maybe I'm just feeling this way because I slept in until 11 and I'm feeling philosophic while there's no one else around to share it with except Sebastian, my chocolate lab friend. Aww, here he comes now...
Lovin' time!
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Hey, I talked to one of your room mate's dads last week at Casas. I am reading the Irresistable Revolution right now too. It makes me feel funny. But I just finished reading Sub-Merge by John B. Hayes. It goes along very nicely with Claiborne's book... with fewer amazing stories but more practical living/attitude advice.
Hooray!
Sorry I didn't call you back (I'm bad at that). I hope you found a cactus margarita glass (I've never seen one). I hope you're not saving the impoverished around this Christmas so that we can get toasted. That was a funny sentence to write.
I've had your birthday present since like September 30, so I need to give it to you :)
I want to see your house too!
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