Life is happening so quickly, I feel like I never stop to process it all. It occured to me over the past few days that if I'm not living my life each day in a way that merits something worth writing about, I need to change it up a little bit. However, the problem hasn't been a lack of things to write about, but rather a lack of me taking that needed time for reflection.
The housing situation has been hectic and frustrating, because apparently nobody things six girls can function together in a small house. We did have the privilege of listening to two old schoolteacher give us a 2 hour lesson on plankton during a house viewing though. Quite an interesting topic I must say. It's a faith journey for sure, and I'm blessed to have a great place to stay in the time being.
Last week and this past weekend were brimming with crazy new people and experiences. I started my work at the Mingei International Museum on the Zandra Rhodes exhibit, which has been an amazing experience so far. I ironed for 14 hours, and today spent an entire day dressing a large army of white mannequins. I am so blessed to get to see all of the garments, and to learn so much about them while I'm working with them. My favorite dress of all times is a punk wedding dress she did in 1979 that I found in a book over the summer in London. And today I got to put that very dress on a mannequin. So much fun!
I had coffee with a friend, met two new friends, and played tourist this weekend. Saturday I took three of the youth group girls to get piercings at Seth's Chop Shop. They had fun, and I ended up having tea with Seth and his friend Julian in the upstairs music studio. Later that day, we met our random houseguest Bryan, and he turned out to be quite the wonderful new friend. I went with him, Sara, and Nikki to Ivy in the Gaslamp for a Jedediah art show that benefitted Invisible Children. It was on the roof of the club, complete with a pool and a huge spray painted wall. After that we wandered around and counted bachelorette parties, then got burritos.
Sunday I went to Existence, and church was amazing. My favorite worship leader was singing, and it was soooo good. The message challenged me to be bold in sharing my faith, which is something I've been growing in a lot lately. After church, I went to see Seth again about a monk and some tea, and he ended up cutting my hair for me. After this was the house viewing that went awry, then hanging out at the house competing with Nikki, Kendall, and Bryan on National Geographic Kids quizzes online. When homework was done, Sara, Nikki, Bryan and I went for a night swim. It was my first time in the ocean this year, and I'm not sure why I don't do that more.
Last night after class I went to Meaghan's house for some low key list making for our arts and crafts projects. But then Merrilee had to find free records on Craigs List and got us started on an insane adventure to Chula Vista. Long story short, we went the wrong way, had the records sold to someone else before we got there, and went to the wrong Taco Bell. 46 miles, 20 dollars, 91 new records, and the 5 dollar box at Taco Bell. And we listened to the Bird and the Bee and had great conversation. So all in all it was completely worth the shadiness.
Praise God for prayer. We talked about it tonight in youth group. We are so privileged as believers to have direct access to our father any time we want. And what a wonderful Father we have! After this summer, I have no doubt that prayer is ridiculously real and powerful in both the big and the small. I want to get into the daily discipline of asking the Lord to each day reveal to me His blessings and who He wants me to bless. And not only that, but that He would bring me into many situations daily where I can share His name and have my faith tested and grown. I feel like a lot of the tensions of the past week could have been solved if I had prayed about everything that happened before I acted. But I'm going into this week trying to do that, so we'll see what happens :)
