Have been trying to figure out a theme for my posts… a gradual transition from one style to another, but have come to the realization that my taste in music flitters from one style to another, with little rhyme, but sometimes there is reasoning… Ok, maybe the reasoning is in my mind, and it doesn’t necessarily transfer to the post, but it makes sense in my head…
Today was one of those days, where I really have no rhyme, and very little reason for the song selection… other than I like it. And maybe that’s the only reason that I need… I like it. And maybe there isn’t any rhyme, just rhythm. Yeah, that was corny, but it’s late and it made me smile.
We’re almost half-way through January and I’m still trying to get a handle on the new year. I would like to do another show, but the last few months of inactivity, theater-wise, has been rather nice. Being able to come home and not worry about lines or rehearsals, or performances has been nice.
On the other hand, I miss it. I miss the chance to develop a character, to walk through a scene, to talk about motives and back stories, to interact with a group of people on an artistic endeavor, all striving toward one goal. The terror of going before a live audience… it scares the daylights out of me and is an incredible rush. To connect with an audience… nirvana.
I also want to be Grandma, or, rather, Gaga, to my beautiful grandsons. I want to be able to go down to visit them whenever I can. Matt and Mandy bought a house which has a bedroom that I can call my own, at least when I visit. I want to be able to go down and help Mandy get her new home all set up. Of course, there are a few things that need to be taken care of before “we” can move in. They’re remodeling one of the bathrooms and re-texturing the upstairs’ walls and painting and re-carpeting… In the meantime, they’re living with Matt’s parents and I get to skype with my baby boys.
I’ve also committed to a 15-week Sunday night class, Perspectives on the World Christian Movement. I took the class in 2005 and loved it. It was hard, 15 weeks that included talks given by a different speaker each night, homework, a paper to write. But I came away with a very different “perspective” of God’s heart for the nations.
It’s more than a missions course, it’s a course on what it means to be a World Christian… a Christian who longs to see God glorified by every tongue, tribe, peoples. God’s already said it will happen. I just need to come alongside what He is doing and see where I can be part of that process, that story. It’s a grand story. And we all long to be part of a story. We want to hear our part in that story, to see where we fit in and what grand and glorious things we will do, because we want to do grand and glorious things. We long for that. I long for that.
So, that’s where I am at the beginning of 2012. Yeah, that’s me all over.
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