One Word

Just got back from the lab (psych lab). The German guy (Thomas) and I share an office. So I came back from the MRI center and go to our office to get my stuff. He was still there doing stuff on the computer. So we make polite conversation. It's 4 oclock on a Friday and he and I are pretty much the only ones left (which sounds like I'm setting something up that I'm not, don't get excited). So I'm packing up and he says something about "So you're leaving?" And I was like "Yeah." Beat. "How late do you work?" And he kinda glances at the screen where he's working on an email. "Oh, I'm just typing up emails to my friends in Trier." Beat, smiling. "So it's not really work."
Holy. Freaking. Crap. He slipped one word in German in, and I literally melted all over the floor. They had to come and mop me up. And I'm not even attracted to him! AND German's not a hot language... but it was probably the most sexy thing all summer. And it's ten times sexier when they don't know that it's sexy. *sigh*

D*sire

Gadzooks! a Post!!!

So this weekend I went canoeing down a lake crawling with alligators (this is JChoc by the way). It was amazing. It was scary (I wasn’t kidding about the alligators, we counted at least eight). It was beautiful. It was silent. It was eye-opening.

Finally getting to have an intellectual conversation and a discussion on what God is like makes this come a lot easier and picks up right where things left off. =) One thing that I love about how God is is that He makes nature. I really can’t handle how beautiful He has made the earth. How do you not look at the graceful egret taking off for flight and not think, there’s got to be more than random stuff and a directionless mixture to make something beautiful? The water below was clean and dark, green and blue with turquoise running through it like a play on colors that only One intimate with the color blue could express. Of course, below that blue were many feet of deep water that I could sink in. That’s not too exciting, but after ignoring that, I could look over the side and watch the ferns and fallen trees grow underwater fronds which swayed in the liquid breeze, like an upside down reality.

Dude, can you tell I like nature?

Yup, it’s one of my favorites. I could lay in it for hours. Just lay in the grass and listen to animals go about their day without even a thought of the human body taking up space. Like Jesus says, the lilies neither toil nor spin, and neither do any of His other animal creations. They just kinda go. Ever try to misdirect an ant? Sure it gets confused, but once it gets their bearings, it keeps going. How do you think that little dude gets his focus? From his Creator who takes care of him.

But sorry, back to the river with the alligators (there were some that were pretty huge. They’re so quiescent –GRE word!- that you can’t tell if they’re a log or not until you accidentally get too uncomfortably close) Sorry again! River. Alligators. Weekend. Yes, okay. So, while I’m paddling with my buds, I got to thinking about certain things. I guess it's same-ole, same ole, but ahwell.

Either way, it was good fun on the river.

J-J-Jaychoc!!

As a direct antithesis to my previous post, I have discovered that there is one place that I always feel like I belong, even in a town where I know no one--the soccer field. Now that may not come as a surprise to those of you that care to read this, but it definitely does to me. Sure I grew up playing soccer, but it was with the same people always. I didn't expect the feelings of familiarity to necessarily transfer to any soccer field anywhere... but apparently it is far reaching in its breadth.

And that's a nice feeling of "homeness" in a place whose newness everywhere is so very wearying.

D*sire

I'm tired of pushing through other people's established spheres and going someplace that I don't belong. It's so tiring. I just wanna go home, where I fit in comfortably, easily.