- Sharing Resources– Good friends Jonathan and Tish put up a note on facebook last week about desiring a swap of some sort that would allow them access to a washer and dryer. We volunteered and suggested they spend some time with Caroline in exchange for use of our washer and dryer. We initially proposed having them come over this afternoon/evening to help out with our cooking ahead plan, but they have a friend in town this week. So, we asked about yesterday afternoon/evening, so Kev and I could grocery shop sans baby… and they were tickled pink to have time with our dear and we, especially as exhausted as we are, were tickled pink to shop with just the two of us. And then we shared the last of our food from the previous cooking ahead and had wonderful conversation! Love it.
- Getting My Hair Done– It had been awhile… three months since color, four months since cut… by Thursday I was frustrated with my split ends and faded color. Now my hair is a brilliant red again (the color it was meant to be) and it has movement and life! I think I will likely do this at most only every 3 months, and maybe not even that often if Kev’s employment status doesn’t change soon, but… I think waiting longer makes me love it all the more.
- Talking Life and Theology with Folks Who Care- Jonathan and Tish, yes. But I’m thinking of my exam with the committee of this presbytery regarding my admission to membership in this presbytery. I was pretty nervous about it. But, as has been the case with all previous exams… it was fun! Telling my stories, musing about God as known through Christ… and getting compliments on my statement of faith was nice too.
- Strange Coincidences- While I was waiting to be called in for my exam in the office of the church where the committee was gathered, I could vaguely here the committee discussing something in the room across the hall. But it wasn’t worth the energy to try to listen in. I was re-reading the two statements I had prepared for the committee when an older woman came into the office and began speaking to me in a lovely French accent “We are not talking about you.” “Excuse me,” I replied. “In ze other room, we are not talking about. We are talking about our process. We are not talking about you.” “Oh, o.k.,” I replied, “I wasn’t listening.” “Oh, well, we are not talking about you.” Yeah, got that. She introduced herself and she continued, “And I think I’ve met you… at the Moderator’s Conference or the Covenant Network Conference…” “Possibly,” I replied, “I have been to both once.” We compared notes and indeed our paths had crossed at both events. “I heard you preach,” she said. “No, I don’t think so. But you did hear me speak.” “Yes, speak, not preach. But there is something even stranger… I used to live in [small northern city in which I grew up], for three years, AND I worshipped first at [the church my dad served which led us to move to this city] and then at [the church with which that church merged when I was in middle school].” Now I was taken aback. That was a crazy coincidence. The city is still full of Presbyterian churches, and in the late sixties, early seventies when she was there… I imagine that was even more true. So that she would have landed at the two churches that were most formative of me… Crazy. Her husband is a professor at my university. She was delighted to welcome me to this presbytery. I find it uncanny the connections I find EVERYWHERE I go. And love it.
- The Wonders of the Internet– sure it can be a dangerous place… but good friends are in labor right now… and we are staying connected though were are hours away. 4 months ago this very day… so many were connected to us through this medium. And it helped… immeasurably. Love it.
- People Who Are Excited to Spend Time With Our Girl- We went in search of a babysitter for this afternoon and evening when it turned out Jonathan and Tish could not check in today. We started with the two young women from one of our churches whom we had planned to employ quite regularly were Kevin to have kept his nearly full time job. One of them replied saying it was her dad’s birthday and thus she would be unavailable, but she hoped her friend could help. And last night her friend replied… and Kev is picking her up shortly! She was SO excited when she heard it would work out. Perhaps it is the cash that motivates her… but I think she likes our girl.
- People Following Up– When I first arrived here I didn’t have the foggiest clue how to find a home-birth midwife. One of my colleagues from school connected me with a friend who connected me to a friend who teaches midwifery at my university. This teacher was pregnant and moving herself… she had the greatest sympathy for me… and she was planning a home birth herself. She gave me lots of names… And I had to call many… who led me to others… before finally finding ours. But it was thanks to her initial help that we made the connection. And just this week I got a voice mail from her saying she had been going through old e-mails and realized she had never followed up to see how things had turned out. She said she’d love to get together and share stories. And then she friended me on facebook before I even got a chance to get back to her. She doesn’t know me at all! And now some 9 months or so later… a call out of the blue. What. a. gift.