A dog's breakfast
Meaning either: a complete mess, or the thing that a dog has for breakfast. Sadly both things applied to the doughnut I bought for my own breakfast this morning after an extremely wet & enthusiatic golden retriever nearly pushed me off a bridge and then destroyed my bag in order to get to the doughnut inside it. Needless to say the half eaten, wet & covered in dog hair thing that I rescued was inedible. The dog's owner looked quite embarassed about the whole thing but I couldn't find it in my heart to be angry - just mildly annoyed and amused.
The parallel with this week didn't escape me. Since having a really nice weekend I somehow seem to have ended up with a week that's involved a one way trip to chaos & destruction. I have no plan of escape currently, only a glimmering hope that somehow the lord might have some kind of plan. If he doesn't then I could be in trouble. I'm beginning to wonder if the lesson might be: there's a way to be ok in the middle of chaos that's to do with Me - you don't have to control chaos in order to be 'ok'. I think that's worth checking out.
Friday, 25 July 2008
Tuesday, 11 March 2008
Walk it off....
I think that I've noticed that I often write my blog when I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed or miserable - when I'm finding it hard to get through life and remain sane. It's not a thing I tend to find that easy anyway, frankly I think that I need some form of daily miracle just to make me a vaguely normal person. Maybe that's what Grace is for.
In either case I'm resolving to write when I'm feeling happy instead of when I need to vent the craziness inside. It's a bit sad to think that all people tend to get of me is when I'm not doing so well.....it's just backwards.
This weekend we had a fairly full-on time of work with a breakout on Saturday and then a training course and youth service on Sunday. Despite a certain amount of coldness and a lot of being not as prepared as I should have been I appear to have made it through. My talks went well (at least I think they did) contrasting the work of the lord almighty with the film Zorro (the old one, not the new one of course); and the only scars that I bear appear to be an incredible inner thigh/groin strain from the bucking bronco that we hired. On the upside I understand why cowboys walk like they do and have enjoyed a few days of accidentally being John wayne.
I also stumbled across the following video on youtube that I think is quite funny:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xn2V_43rmPk
I think that I've noticed that I often write my blog when I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed or miserable - when I'm finding it hard to get through life and remain sane. It's not a thing I tend to find that easy anyway, frankly I think that I need some form of daily miracle just to make me a vaguely normal person. Maybe that's what Grace is for.
In either case I'm resolving to write when I'm feeling happy instead of when I need to vent the craziness inside. It's a bit sad to think that all people tend to get of me is when I'm not doing so well.....it's just backwards.
This weekend we had a fairly full-on time of work with a breakout on Saturday and then a training course and youth service on Sunday. Despite a certain amount of coldness and a lot of being not as prepared as I should have been I appear to have made it through. My talks went well (at least I think they did) contrasting the work of the lord almighty with the film Zorro (the old one, not the new one of course); and the only scars that I bear appear to be an incredible inner thigh/groin strain from the bucking bronco that we hired. On the upside I understand why cowboys walk like they do and have enjoyed a few days of accidentally being John wayne.
I also stumbled across the following video on youtube that I think is quite funny:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xn2V_43rmPk
Thursday, 6 March 2008
Slowly going insane.....
Today I have been trying to work on preparing a breakout for, let's just say, approximately 2 days time.
Most of me is currently a bit miffed about this - I feel underskilled and lost at sea with a whole load of other things just lurking in wait, things that also need to be done too. As I look around me today I see a group of friends doing the best they know how to make their way through life and make just a small (if not a big) difference in the lives of the surounding communities. Some of them live (technically speaking) below the poverty line. I rarely hear them complain or grumble.
And at the same time that the bbc is reporting on the guilty verdict for a man now convicted of 3 murders, a report from a young man who has been abused by a foster mother and the UN warnings concerning inflation prices for food; yahoo reminds me that I can easily catch up on the story so far of 'Lost' with a handy 8 minute video, that a superdog is rumoured to be favourite for winning crufts and that apparently some football manager has said he will kill Chelsea. Figuratively speaking I'm sure.
Then take me - this week I've spent a certain amount of time considering what name I should put on my e-mail signature so that peopel will be able to identify who I am and what I do. I decided on Media Department Executive first but then changed my mind to go for Executive Media Officer - because the acronym is EMO. I can feel myself whinging about the fact that life is unstable and unsettled, that I feel busy & stressed, that I want to be outside more doing something significant or just fun.
Sometimes I wish I could get a little bit of perspective.
Today I have been trying to work on preparing a breakout for, let's just say, approximately 2 days time.
Most of me is currently a bit miffed about this - I feel underskilled and lost at sea with a whole load of other things just lurking in wait, things that also need to be done too. As I look around me today I see a group of friends doing the best they know how to make their way through life and make just a small (if not a big) difference in the lives of the surounding communities. Some of them live (technically speaking) below the poverty line. I rarely hear them complain or grumble.
And at the same time that the bbc is reporting on the guilty verdict for a man now convicted of 3 murders, a report from a young man who has been abused by a foster mother and the UN warnings concerning inflation prices for food; yahoo reminds me that I can easily catch up on the story so far of 'Lost' with a handy 8 minute video, that a superdog is rumoured to be favourite for winning crufts and that apparently some football manager has said he will kill Chelsea. Figuratively speaking I'm sure.
Then take me - this week I've spent a certain amount of time considering what name I should put on my e-mail signature so that peopel will be able to identify who I am and what I do. I decided on Media Department Executive first but then changed my mind to go for Executive Media Officer - because the acronym is EMO. I can feel myself whinging about the fact that life is unstable and unsettled, that I feel busy & stressed, that I want to be outside more doing something significant or just fun.
Sometimes I wish I could get a little bit of perspective.
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