Who else can I talk to?
Last night at Wordstock, I had what is becoming an increasingly common occurance in my life...
We were standing in the lobby, after Don Miller's really great reading (I had no idea he was such a big guy!), and we bump into this woman who visited our church for the first time. Her name had slipped my mind, but my wife Amy remembered and we started chatting. The problem was, at that very moment, behind her walked this gal I knew from seminary. The further problem was, I should have been able to remember that gal's name (we had been friends) but couldn't. So, while I'm trying to have a nice conversation with this one woman whose name I had fogotten, I'm obsessing over remembering this other person's name...
And up walks Pam- the woman who wrote a story about us in the latest Christian News Northwest. So, I'm talking to this one woman I would like to get to know and have come back to our church, racking my brain to remember Casey? Chelsea? wanting to talk to and thank Pam for the story... and I see Dr. Sweeny, one of my old seminary professors...
And all this doesn't even take into account that I am also there with two friends and the love of my life, Amy.
Got the scenario?
So, this is pretty much how I feel most of the time these days.
Just so you know!
:)
We were standing in the lobby, after Don Miller's really great reading (I had no idea he was such a big guy!), and we bump into this woman who visited our church for the first time. Her name had slipped my mind, but my wife Amy remembered and we started chatting. The problem was, at that very moment, behind her walked this gal I knew from seminary. The further problem was, I should have been able to remember that gal's name (we had been friends) but couldn't. So, while I'm trying to have a nice conversation with this one woman whose name I had fogotten, I'm obsessing over remembering this other person's name...
And up walks Pam- the woman who wrote a story about us in the latest Christian News Northwest. So, I'm talking to this one woman I would like to get to know and have come back to our church, racking my brain to remember Casey? Chelsea? wanting to talk to and thank Pam for the story... and I see Dr. Sweeny, one of my old seminary professors...
And all this doesn't even take into account that I am also there with two friends and the love of my life, Amy.
Got the scenario?
So, this is pretty much how I feel most of the time these days.
Just so you know!
:)
2 Comments:
I don't live in your community - though I hope to move to the Northwest one day. Although I don't belong to a church - I hope that by the time by husband and I have a child, I will find a church community I can relate to and understand. I live in Kansas right now (unitl hubby finishes school.) Anyhow - some of the things you say are interesting to me - and I would like to hear more about this Organic Church. I wonder if I can find one in this area. I am in Mission, Kansas - near Kansas City. Do you know of any here. (I found your blog through a link from a member who is on a postcard community I'm a part of PX) oh - if you don't respond here my email is jungmythic at aol dot com
What?! I would have tried to get Wordstock tickets had I know Don was going to give a reading! Just last night I had a friend over and was subjecting him to quotes from Don's books. I told him, "Pretend I'm Don giving a reading." :-)
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