The other side of the rainbow

Let me tell you about my day.

This morning began with the all-important decision that getting my sleep was of greater importance than the state of my hair, and following this conclusion I promptly turned off my alarm and went back to sleep. Upon waking up the second time, I discovered that we had a new blow dryer which (imagine this) actually dries your hair in less time than it would take to dry naturaly. So I got to sleep in and straighten my hair, which, you girls will know, is pretty much as impossible as time travel.

So, thus armed with the morning's sucess, I set off for Church with the air of one who always had time to straighten one's hair, and after making the entire drive to church without accidentaly changing lanes even once, I was feeling pretty on top of things by the time I walked into Sunday School (fashionably late).

Sunday School never fails to buldoze all the ups and downs of a hectic week and clear the feild for a peaceful Lord's day. There is something so remarkably simple about nineish young people sitting in a always-too-dark room and listening to a teacher talk for an hour. And I was awake enough (for once) to ask questions slightly more inteligent than, "Why is there a toilet seat in our class room?" (Which there is, by the way, and no, I don't know why.) I even got an answer to my Appostle question, which has been confusing me since pretty much forever. The answer didn't make much sense, but it's something.

For the morning service I tried taking notes for the first time in a long time. And lo and behold, it worked amazingly well. I was following the whole time. Which was sooo awesome... Sabbath's always go better when they are actually edifying. Somehow, they haven't been lately. The sermon really made me think. But maybe that's a Village Square post for latter.

Then there was Teen Meeting. Sometimes I think I fall into a trap of whinning too much about our church. Today was a good reminder of how much I really love it- it's not perfect, but there is something awesome about the fact that everyone knows everything about each other and they're all there for you the moment you need them. We had a great discussion. Another thing about these youth is that they are all thoughtful and earnest. None of this "yeah, whatever, i'm too cool for that" stuff. It's absolutly awesome.

And I got to observe one of the most astounding phenomonons of my type watching career: The formation of the Genious Bar, comprised of three ENTJ guys all dangerously positioned in a row at the counter.

And Sam played The Adventure and we sang along. Need I say more? It was priceless.

And then there was the ride back in Devon's car. *poke* Just one of those moments where you're having a total blast with the people who love you most, even when you're making a total fool of yourself. And I really got to know Devon better today, and she's an awesome girl who I hope will start joining us more often.

The long and short of it, then, is to say that perhaps the sun is rising. It was, without a doubt, the roughest week of my life... for more reasons than any one of you knows about, but you know, when you think about it, I've got a pretty sweet life if that was the worst it's ever gotten. And His mercy is new with the morning sun- I'm forgiven, I'm free, it's a brand new day.

Life goes on. Amazing how that works, isn't it? :-)