Well Faith is working on a new edition of the ELM and I am still on the one that hasn't been printed so I get the hint Faith. I have printed it and I tried sending it to my work email but apparently it got kicked out because I never received it. Anyways, I have to pay an arm and a leg at the library but I intend to get it proofread by tomorrow evening.
Tomorrow Mami and I are spending the evening together. I do not know what the evening holds for us. She wanted to give me $20 for taking her to the doctor on Monday but I wouldn't take it so she wants to go out Thursday evening and take me to supper. Which she doesn't have to do but I realized that Mami is 80 years old and she is going down hill. Which makes me really sad because she is my last grandparent. I will admit that I am just as stubborn as she is and that is probably where I get it from, and my mother....lol. But so I am going to try to take one evening and spend with her or either just go visit her. This week is number one so we will see how it goes.
My friend from work, her husband passed away on Sunday. April actually knows him from hospice but it has been a hard time for her. The viewing is tonight so I will be late for church. But that is okay because it is foot washing....Lord of all commandments why this one??? But I will have to say that it could be worse and we could be washing something else!!! But I have seen people get so blessed by this and I want that blessing. But I just have to overcome my flesh, but I am thankful that the sisters feet aren't busted. But the thing is that it I don't think that it is something to be enjoyful. Washing their feet is letting them no that you are no better than them. Sometimes, it could be me and it could be the devil, but sometimes I get that feeling that people think that I think that I am better than they are. Be honest, do you get that feeling because I don't want to have those feelings. So I am going to try participating to night, well another thing that bothers me....maybe not as much as it did before...but I hate it when everyone is sitting around teary eyed and all and here I am dried up like a prune. I am not pulling for emotions but I feel like an outsider....am I alone?
Well I need to get off of here, I hear this Banana split with strawberries and chocolate dressing ( I can't think of what is called ) but it is hollering out my name. Listen closely and you can hear it, sad thing is, I only have $2 cash and it cost $3. Oh, yesterday I had a peanut butter & jelly sandwich for lunch and today I had a frozen burrito. I haven't ate out for lunch. I did go to Oliver Garden but that doesn't count because it was for SNO. Which we had an awesome time, let me go around the table and say who all came, Tiffany, Wendy, Faith, Tonya, Teresa, my momma (they sung B-day song to her), Tina, Faye, Nikki, Regina, Amy, Tina's baby Zachary, Aydan and myself. I know maybe we aren't supposed to take the kids, kind of defeats the purpose but I feel like I am away from Aydan enough, and I might be different if I stayed at home but God hasn't fulfilled that promise just yet....but its coming...sometime....I think....I am still praying....and still waiting....HELLO GOD DO YOU HEAR ME!?!?!?! I WANT TO BE A SAHM, as Kelly calls it. Anyways that and I hate, absolutely hate having to ask someone to watch my baby. Because several people have offered but I dont' want to take advantage and I want to use them for completely emergency situation. Didn't I say that I needed to go??? I'm gone!
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
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ROFL....Girl, I totally was NOT trying to make you feel rushed on the ELM....for future reference, unless you tell me that you manage to get something on your computer that will read the file, I'll just bring you a paper copy to proof. *grin* It's a lot cheaper to print on my printer than the library...I'm so not going to make you do that from now on.
Oh...by the way, shhhh, don't tell anyone, I have to find something really sad to think about during footwashing so I don't look like a cold uncaring individual (which I am not) I guess I just don't get the emotion of it...Im' not sure why. I understand why we do it and all and I appreciate my sisters and I'm not better than anyone and I'd gladly wash any one of their feet (feets?...LOL) I just don't get the emotion I guess. *sigh* I'm glad I'm not alone...LOL.
Love ya!
Oh, you girls...you do beat all! :o) I used to be very emotional during feet washing...but over the years I've learned not to cry in front of ppl. *shrug* Makes me feel embarrassed or something. Have you ever watched yourself cry? Me neither.
Oh my goodness, you all are cracking me up....but...if we are giving out confessions, I don't know of anyone who "loves" washing other people's feet, myself included.
And if it makes you not-so-emotional ladies feel better, I never really pay attention to who is crying during those kind of services....guess I'm too busy trying to keep my teary eyes and runny nose wiped clean with my tissues...which are NOT to be confused with the drying towel...which should also be kept separate from the foot-washing bowl, because we all know that if those two make contact- that the towel isn't considered dry anymore.
BTW- Have you ever thought about how people place the drying towel upon their shoulder until they use it to dry someone's feet....then they embrace the person whose feet they just washed and that person's head goes.....on the shoulder of the person who just washed their feet. Just a thought.
BTW2- If by chance Bro Ken reads your blog, we are sure to get a lesson on the true meaning of foot-washing. *wink* So...note to our pastor....we understand the concept of foot-washing and the services are wonderful and spirit filled....just so long as you don't mistake the drying towel for your tissues. LOL!
Kelly you are halarious. Ya'll people in the south get much more at feet washing than we did in indy. We didn't wash every lady in the counties feet. We just washed a couple.
Okay so ya'll are totally crackin' me up! Especially Kelly! I'm with Nikki, where I came from we didn't wash every lady in the counties feet. Then I came to Marion COG and found out about a whole different experience!
Personally, I went to a feet washing service earlier this year and had prepped myself for participating. But when I got there I really just didn't feel comfortable with it. Several people asked me if I wanted them to wash my feet or vice-versa and I declined. Well that is until a cute little boy wanted to and I did let him. Anyway, said all that to say I didn't participate because I really don't understand the routine. I feel like if you have a need I'll be happy to help you - fix some food, clean your house, help @ church, and so on. That to me is humbling myself to you - I just don't see the purpose in washing someone's feet who probably *hopefully* washed them right before coming to church.
And I have one more comment before I quit. ;-) Recently I was at my aunts house and to be honest, I had just gotten there and my feet did need to be washed. Her and I had been talking about this subject before my visit so she went and got a warm pan of water and washed my feet. That made more sense to me (although it was funny) than washing each other's feet in a service. Oh yeah, she washed Alaina's feet too who in turn washed Roland's feet. LOL I have pictures!!!
Okay, this is THE LONGEST comment I've ever left. BUT I have one more thing to say (sorry!). A month or so ago I was @ game night playing LOADED QUESTIONS and one question was what religous practice/tradition do you not understand? I put feet washing and so did one other guy who I didn't know.
Okay, BYE-BYE ladies!!!
You guys, you guys...don't you remember the Bible story where Peter told Jesus he would never let Him wash his feet? Well, that is not the end of the story. The end of the story is this: "Wash not only my feet but my hands and head also." So if we're going to get all wet maybe us sisters should just meet at the Spa. Whatd'ya say?
Sounds like a plan to me! Or we could just do the swimming pool thing.
One more thing...Jules asked the question, "Have you ever watched yourself cry?" And I find that to be a very interesting question. Of course I've never witnessed myself in the act, or ran and grabbed a mirror for the occasion; however I have seen lots of women being emotional. Certainly it would depend on what emotion brought the tears as to what facial expression we would have. Whenever Kelly & I are in the middle of a big hug over our feelings of being blessed/burdened/whatever she has a knack for saying something totally hilarious and making us both bust out laughing. What can I say...it's a great ending!
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