God, you have a funny sense of humor. However, I am not amused.
What is the point of this and why is this happening?
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Broken Little Glass Jars
I feel like people are little glass jars. The glass jar basically holds us together.
The last few days I’ve been feeling kind of crummy – more today than other days. I guess I feel kind of sad. A lot of my friends are going through hard times right now. I was making a prayer list last night and realized that we’re all so broken.
Some people’s glass jars have been shattered and are in so many pieces they don’t know how to put them together nor do they think they can even put it together. Some people are broken but in fewer pieces. Others have pieces missing but most of it is still there. Others have large cracks in them, ready to break at any time. Others have chips in them. Some people have lost their pieces. Others are trying hard to hold them together.
Me? I feel like I have a lot of chips and if I get anymore, well, it might not hold together so well.
People are so broken right now that it breaks my heart. When I think about all the different things people are going through, it just makes me sad. And we as friends all try to be strong for each other. I think it is so important that we do.
And as I think some more about glass – a broken glass can’t really get put back together. What happens when a glass is broken? You throw it away. I think about how we’re all really just trying to hold ourselves together, to be strong and not let things affect us, or how we go about picking up the broken pieces wondering how we can put it all back together. And I don’t think we can.
But I do think that God can. God can heal the broken. He can make things new. People fail each other all the time. Other things we rely on, things that consume our lives, they all fail. But God never fails. He is the rock, the stronghold, the light that keeps on shining when everything is dark. We need to remember that.
Listen to the Lyrics
Same Thing Every Day
Sometimes things happen that I really don’t understand.
A few of us have a status meeting with a vendor every day at 10:30am for a project we’re working on. This is at 10:30am M-F and has been going on for months. Yet nearly every day, one of the people in the meeting ask me what time the meeting is. Are you freaking serious? It’s at 10:30! It was at 10:30 yesterday and it will be today and it will be tomorrow, so stop asking me and pay attention! People also have it on their calendars, so they should consider looking! Gah!
There is another meeting that we have every day where when it is your turn, you are supposed to talk about 3 things in order. Items 1, 2, and 3. This meeting has also been going on for months, yet people every day still do it wrong. You are supposed to address 1 & 2, then the next person goes, then the next, and so on and so forth. Then, when it gets back to you again, you address 3 and it goes around the room, then we are done. But EVERY DAY, people either go out of order, which throws people off, or miss items, or go off topic. So then, you have half the room saying things a certain way, and the other half saying something else, then when it gets back to the original people, they don’t know what to say because they already said it or it is already past. GAH! C’mon, it’s really not that hard. Really.
But sure enough, it happens EVERY DAY.
On a good note, yesterday, someone told me, “I feel like you’re the only person that makes sense around here.”
The Case of The Missing Green #4 Jersey
At the beginning of each season, we each get a jersey to use for the season. I usually try to pick first so I can pick a number I like, usually 3, 8, or 11. Sometimes, I pick based on size. Every night after a basketball game, I hand-wash my jersey and hang it up to dry in the shower. The next morning, I always hang it on my door knob so that I know where it is when I go to games.
The season came and the season went. We turn in our jerseys at the last game. Shortly after, an email gets sent out to our team, the green team, saying that they are missing jerseys of various numbers. I actually had no idea what number I was that season because who looks at their own number. All I know is that I turned in a jersey and people saw me. Anyway, then I get an email saying that the jersey I had was missing. The green #4 jersey. I thought, that’s weird, 4 doesn’t sound too familiar because I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t pick 4. But who knows. Then I remembered that one of the other people in the league came out to the last game or second to last game and took photos. I look through the photos and guess what…the jersey I was wearing was a green #8! Ha! So I told the people that run the league that I was #8 – go look at the pictures.
The lady goes hmm ok that’s weird. And she tells me she did see me turn in a jersey! So whatever. They’re still missing a bunch of jerseys including #4. I tell her I’ll look for it but really, I don’t think that I have it because I only ever have one. On occasion, people sub for other teams and you just borrow the other teams jerseys so maybe someone subbed for us and got the #4 jersey. Anyway, I forget about it since the lady saw me turn in a jersey.
On Monday, the lady is like, hey I want to show you something! She shows me the booklet where she writes down from the first game everyone’s new jersey number – sure enough she has #4 by my name. I tell her I’ll look again, but probably don’t have it cause I don’t even know where it could be! I have no idea where that jersey is and I still really don’t think I have it. So, I’m not sure what to do.
What will suck is if I do end up finding it here because I was so adamant about not having it. But really….why would I have both of them!??!
Let me know if you ever come over and see a green #4 jersey.
Broken
My back/shoulder pain has been creeping back. I was dealing with this pretty badly awhile back. I was even going to PT for awhile because it was so bad last year or a year and a half ago. I have to keep stretching and pulling my shoulders back to stretch the shoulder blades to ease the pain. I hope it goes away soon.
Man, I also have a headache & an eye-twitch.
I am broken.
Eyeball
My left eye is tired and hurts. I think I get nailed in the eye really hard on an average of every 4.5 basketball games. I think it is always the left one too. Poor eyeball. Funny thing though is that I’m always way more concerned about where my contact is than the condition of my eye. Why? Because, they’re gas permeable lenses and it would suck to lose it or break it because it costs money and isn’t easily replaceable (I only have that pair – unlike soft lenses). Once I locate my contact, then I worry about my eyeball. Earlier it was kind of blurry, now its just red, and freaking tired. Lame. At least I found my contact. AND I just got new ones YESTERDAY so I’m so glad I didn’t lose them!! The end.
It’s You
You think that things like that happen to other people, that other people are like that, not yourself. Then you realize, you are that person.
Situps Suck
Why are situps so difficult? Must be that weak core of mine. I’m turning this blog into status messages. Ha.
Chaos
What to do..what to do…about many many things.
My brain is going to explode.
How do you avoid chaos while getting what you want?
A Blessed Sunday
Last Saturday, my bro had asked me if I wanted to go to church with him in the morning. Normally, when I’m up in LA, I try to make it back down for Exodus on Sunday morning. When he invited me I was a bit hesitant for selfish reasons and my insecurities. First off, it was early, which means we would have to leave at 8:30am, secondly, it was unfamiliar. So I kind of struggled in what to do because I had been praying for a long time for my brother to go back to church and he finally did so the right thing for me to do would be to support him. But I was kind of feeling insecure. And he also told me that they had Bible study right after church too and that was even more uncomfortable – going to a Bible study where you don’t know people – sharing in groups…remember, I don’t like that, it’s uncomfortable.
Originally I had decided that I would just go to church and then drive back to SD right after the service and skip the Bible study but then after some thought, I figured I would just go. It was a Baptist church. The service was a bit traditional, something I hadn’t experienced in a long time, since junior high. There were a lot of hymns, some scripture readings with responses, some talking, communion, and all that before we even got to the message. The message was short. The service was interesting. Definitely not something I was familiar with. After service, there is about a 30 minute break period where people just hang out and drink coffee and eat snacks. It was so crowded there. Everyone seemed so young. I mostly just stayed with my brother and one friend that he knew.
Then we went to Bible study which was about winners and losers of the Bible and it mainly focused on King Solomon. It was kind of a lecture style study which was nice and made me feel more comfortable. I could just listen and not be picked on or have to sit in a small circle with people and share things. It was actually pretty nice and interesting. We compared Kings and Chronicles a lot and went through a lot of passages which was kind of nice because I actually haven’t been in a study for a while.
The best part of the day which was a total blessing was that I went to lunch with my brother and just my brother. For many years (yes, years), I have always wanted to do this. I wanted to just hang out with my brother and just talk about life and whatever. My brother and I have been close but not super duper close where we just talk and that is something I had been longing for for a very long time. I guess it was always hard because of the age difference but I always knew that it would get better as we got older. I really love my brother so it was such a blessing. I was so happy that these words can’t really describe it. We had lunch and talked about jobs, the family, church, random things. It was so nice! I loved it. I just pray that we will continue to grow closer to each other. :)