pbandj1011

The office.

In Uncategorized on June 24, 2014 at 11:26 pm

Since moving into our home our office has been rearranged more than any other room. It held all our junk and unpacked boxes for months. We then cleared everything out and got it organized. Within two weeks we started to store junk in there again. We organized again. Put up some pictures, and arranged the books by category. We moved a couch in…and then moved it out…repeat. Boxes of junk re-appeared. Boxes of junk were slowly dealt with, and a trip was made to the Goodwill.
We’ve decided to store all our sports equipment in the office. We’ve decided to make it a yoga oasis. The sports and yoga equipment is now in a cabinet on the porch. We’ve moved a bike into the office. I’ve taken some of the plants out. More junk has appeared, and then been dealt with. The office is filled with things I love, things I wish I had more time for, things I don’t really want to have to deal with, things I dream about, and projects I hope to complete.
The office holds pictures of my dear family and friends. They started out in albums and have now been moved to picture boxes. There are several max boxes lying around no matter how many times I put them somewhere else. The floor always has some dirt on it.
Currently a new table has been added which allows the printer to no longer sit on the floor. A tall glass of wine now sits on said table with the printer.

Phil and I go back in forth about the office and either bemoan how we have such high expectations for it, but sometimes neither the time, energy, or motivation to make it all that it can be; or we get it clean, turn on the twinkle lights and feel like it is a magical place filled with the possibility of so much good to come.

Our office is basically the story of our lives.

Here lately…

In Uncategorized on May 8, 2014 at 9:29 pm

The days are long.
We say it to each other over,
And over again.
This day is long,
And these days are long,
They feel like forever
And stuck in one place
All at once.
Until we look down,
And see the smiles of a little boy.
Boy not baby.
Until we hear a new word,
Upon a new word
Upon a new word,
“Tree”.
The days are long,
And we are so very tired
Because our boy is growing,
And so are we.

Over it.

In Uncategorized on March 25, 2014 at 8:28 pm

Some thoughts I shared on Facebook tonight on the whole uproar over World Vision today: 

When all is said and done Jesus spoke pretty plainly on what the litmus test was going to be before the judgement seat of Christ…It would be whether or not we fed and clothed the hungry, invited the stranger and foreigner in, and took care of the sick and those imprisoned. This is the gospel. This is the Good News we are to proclaim and live out. As it happens World Vision is living out the gospel daily for those in desperate need of the Good News that Jesus brought. I would prayerfully ask you to consider joining me donating to them tonight to help make up for the funding they are sadly losing from Christians so distracted by the issue of gay marriage that they are forgetting that the above is God’s priority. Though to be honest I have to say that pulling funding from a company that takes a stand to treat ALL of their employees with dignity and respect (to provide insurance so that when they are sick they can seek healing, so that they can have gainful employment and not go hungry) is not how you spread the gospel (because it is not the gospel). The gospel is not a culture war. Let’s forget the culture war and wash feet instead.

What I did not include was: I’m so over this shit already. 

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.