new things

Rapidly I am moving toward the end of my last week here at this florecent enduced insanity, called an "office job". White walled tomb of hope defered, busted open by the ringing of my little black phone. Sleek and sophisticated as it is, added to by the voice on the other end telling me that Jesu heard my cry and is "reassigning" me, to a place that I can sing loudly at! HA!

Okay, so enough of this cryptic message. I just wanted to let you, my BR family, know that just as I was at the cliff ready to jump off Aslan pounced on me and told me to go another way...(again with the dorky cryptic stuff, gosh!)

Let's try that again.

Some of you may know how unhappy with my J O B I have been. It so funny to me how this thing that earns us a living is called by the same name as the tested man in the bible, that kept begging for some kind of repreve and justification regarding his righteousness and how he did not "deserve" this punishment that was being put on him, and YAH came in a whirlwind, and told Job to not be so impressed with himself and his wonderful heart...and Out of the Whirlwind he asked Job all these essential questions about the Creation of the universe and about cool animals, and Job just sits there dumb, and comes to the conclusion that God is waaaaaayyyy bigger then his "JOB reality"....

So maybe that's what happened to me. Maybe I was lamenting my undeserved "dark night" claiming God's perfection outloud, but in my heart loathing it because I didn't see the end from the beginning like He does...So after asking me some hard questions, I think he may be letting the dawn peak through (again), maybe this time, it will turn into full-fledged day!!

I got offered a new JOB out of the blue. Something that I love to do, something with coffee...ha! who'd have guessed. Something with art and community and other things that I love. Something I can make a living off of!! This whole story seems crazy and surreal to me, luckily I had no children that died, and don't have to deal with the doubling of those either.

(SORRY!!! haha)

She may be weary, women do get weary, wearing the same shabby dress, and when she's weary, try a little tenderness. She may be waiting, just anticipating things she may never possess, while she's without them, try a little tenderness. Its not just sentimental, she has her grief and her cares, but a word so soft and gentle, makes it easier to bear. You won't regret, women don't forget it, love is their whole happiness, and its oh so easy, try a little tenderness.

thanks Jesu

SEE YOU FOLKS TONIGHT AT 7PM!!

Forgive my ramblings if you are too straight laced to follow along...If you are, just come see me, I'll help you learn...(so will bustos, he's good at noodling, (what is noodling?? I have no idea, except it is the term I have only just now come up with to describe the way that bustos has a knack to weedle (another word) his way into peoples lives and hearts and help them get out of thier ruts (thanks Brian)))

progressively excited!
anna joy