and the catching up goes on ...
Now I've quit Walmart, in the attempt to have a normal semester. Who really wants to work? Um, not me. So, I'm jobless again, and loving it!
This next semester is going to rock: 12 hours, three nights of ministry (and being ministered to), lots of trips to the Library and the Mont, friends, friends, and more friends. And to top it all off, weddings! Jessie and Jessica are both in the throes of planning and I hope to be in on some of it!
Friends getting married is really strange: I still feel like a middle-schooler in so many respects. Getting on facebook and reconnecting with middle-school friends is so odd: in some ways, I feel that that was just a couple years ago, instead of almost 8 years. "I don't wanna grow up!"
And yet, I love that I've grown up as much as I have. I think I was really stunted for most of high school - not growing (emotionally or spiritually) and stuck in my sin, especially my pride. Thank the Lord for Doug, Mike, RUF and friends that have really kicked me into gear: Colleen, Jessie, Della, Lisa, KMac, Norman and Jessica. Without them, I'd be so lost.
Lewis talks at length about friendship in his "The Four Loves" (which is great, by the bye). "To the Ancients, Friendship seemed the happiest and most fully human of all loves; the crown of life and the school of virtue ... Friendship is - in a sense not at all derogatory to it - the least 'natural' of loves; the least instinctive, organic, biological, gregarious and necessary. ... Affection and Eros were too obviously connected with our nerves, too obviously shared with the brutes. You could feel these tugging at your guts and fluttering in your diaphragm. But in Friendship - in that luminous, tranquil, rational world of relatioships freely chosen - you got away from all that. This alone, of all the loves, seemed to raise you to the level of gods or angels. ... We picture lovers face to face but Friends side by side. ... At home, besides being Peter or Jane, we also bear a general character; husband or wife, brother or sister, chief, colleague or subordinate. Not among our Friends. It is an affair of disentagled, or stripped, minds. Eros will have naked bodies; Friendship naked personalities."
Della talked about "knowing people" in a recent blog, and I think Lewis so deftly describes it: masking our true selves, out of whatever motivation, keeps us from being truly known by others. I think that, once in the practice of wearing a mask, you yourself forget who you truly are. I know this happened to me. I forgot who I was and who I was trying to become. I've since remembered. Thank God.
This next semester is going to rock: 12 hours, three nights of ministry (and being ministered to), lots of trips to the Library and the Mont, friends, friends, and more friends. And to top it all off, weddings! Jessie and Jessica are both in the throes of planning and I hope to be in on some of it!
Friends getting married is really strange: I still feel like a middle-schooler in so many respects. Getting on facebook and reconnecting with middle-school friends is so odd: in some ways, I feel that that was just a couple years ago, instead of almost 8 years. "I don't wanna grow up!"
And yet, I love that I've grown up as much as I have. I think I was really stunted for most of high school - not growing (emotionally or spiritually) and stuck in my sin, especially my pride. Thank the Lord for Doug, Mike, RUF and friends that have really kicked me into gear: Colleen, Jessie, Della, Lisa, KMac, Norman and Jessica. Without them, I'd be so lost.
Lewis talks at length about friendship in his "The Four Loves" (which is great, by the bye). "To the Ancients, Friendship seemed the happiest and most fully human of all loves; the crown of life and the school of virtue ... Friendship is - in a sense not at all derogatory to it - the least 'natural' of loves; the least instinctive, organic, biological, gregarious and necessary. ... Affection and Eros were too obviously connected with our nerves, too obviously shared with the brutes. You could feel these tugging at your guts and fluttering in your diaphragm. But in Friendship - in that luminous, tranquil, rational world of relatioships freely chosen - you got away from all that. This alone, of all the loves, seemed to raise you to the level of gods or angels. ... We picture lovers face to face but Friends side by side. ... At home, besides being Peter or Jane, we also bear a general character; husband or wife, brother or sister, chief, colleague or subordinate. Not among our Friends. It is an affair of disentagled, or stripped, minds. Eros will have naked bodies; Friendship naked personalities."
Della talked about "knowing people" in a recent blog, and I think Lewis so deftly describes it: masking our true selves, out of whatever motivation, keeps us from being truly known by others. I think that, once in the practice of wearing a mask, you yourself forget who you truly are. I know this happened to me. I forgot who I was and who I was trying to become. I've since remembered. Thank God.
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