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Date: 20 March 2008 14:04:57
someone found me with this: “don't want to be involved with the church” (hello visitor! i hope you found some encouragement... that most Christians - at least this one - certainly don't have things figured out...nothing is perfect...no one is perfect... we're all imperfect - especially those of us involved in a church)
...which is a nice segue, actually...
Being involved in a church, and getting involved, means you get to see the light and dark, the good and a bit of the ugly. Meaning, we're human. Just people. Imperfect people doing the best we can in an imperfect way...
Last night (and Monday evening) I helped a group of people create beautifully painted, big textured crosses on large canvases... over 11 feet each, I think. We made two darker ones for the Good Friday service, and last night we got to make the beautiful glorious cross for Easter Sunday. Lost of acrylic paints, modge-podge, and textured materials...
I was in a group of 6 women the first night... there were so many personalities, I swallowed some pride and just did what was asked of me... but then *last* night, there were only two of us, and two men who sat near & tried to help by mostly offered critique and constructive criticisms.
In both situations I took a back seat b/c I don't usually work on canvas, so this was a learning opportunity for me... but it was a great deal of fun, and I learned a lot.
I'm hoping to take some photos after the service on Friday night, and if so I'll set up a flickr account so you can see. They're quite stunning.
It's been nice to reawaken some gifts that I've let get rusty... and to have opportunities to develop new ones :)
I purchased a hammer drill the other day. My walls are plaster, and I can get through about 1/2 an inch of plaster, but then I hit something... and I'm not strong enough to push through w/ the power drill (and I realized my original drill was a little weakling - no wonder I couldn't do it!). So I got a new hammer drill - boy, is that thing LOUD! and very powerful. I'm almost afraid of it... actually, I'm very afraid of drilling a hole in my face or eye or randomly un-attaching a finger or something... but so far, so good. With each hole I drill, it gets easier.
The point of *this* story is to tell you ...after almost 2 years of living in my house, I finally have my beautiful things on the walls. Which makes it more homey. Which, in turn, makes me happy. And it's all about me ;)
I've got a few more things to do before my 'spring break' is over. Next week I go back to the daily grind... but it's been so nice to have a vacation from all that's demanded of me on a daily basis... I've thoroughly enjoyed my time off, it's been semi-productive, and overall, very restorative.
and thank you Chas, yes, the tangles have untangled a bit... insides aren't as constricted, which is a blessing.