Sunday, May 20, 2012


I was wearing sweats, and had just started an interview Ellen Degeneres did with Jim Parsons on Youtube. It was 10:15 am. The church service I have been attending was at 10:30 am.

I thought, Jenny! It's time to go to church!

I don't like going to church alone, but I do it. God told me that it's time for me to realize that I'm supposed to be inside the camp and that I'm a part of the Body and that I'm the Bride too and need input and that I need to open up a way to let God's messengers speak to me and that it would be hard but that I have everything that I need to go and that Jon Foreman is my secret weapon (not sure what the last part means, but I roll with it, because it sounds awesome).

Most of this God has had to physically come to me in dreams and tell me to my face so that I would go out and do it. I'm good at listening, bad at doing. I'm getting better, though.

So, it was 10:18 am when I left for church today. I wanted to dress up, so I wore my favorite RadioU shirt (#SWAG), and rolled on into the front doors. I was feeling pretty cheery, because I'm feeling more and more like a morning person (still waking up without an alarm clock at around 8:30 am). So, I cheerily greet the greeters, chat up the pastor's wife's dad, and find a seat. This wasn't hard, because I got there earlier than I usually do since I went alone today, and 50% of the attendees were running late.

But after the service was done, I rolled out quickly, rolling right back into Kroger where I picked up a Mocha Coconut Frap, Venti, at the Starbucks conveniently located there for all of your groggy grocery shopping needs. Chatting after service is hard, due to hunger, which is why I got my chatting out before the service with the friendly pastor's wife's dad. Nice guy, sincere, encouraging smile, "I'm always happy you're here" tone to voice.

After I made my slick exit and received caffeine (I may be waking up at 8:30 am every day, but I still find myself not falling alseep till around 3 am.), I made it back home in time to meet with my thoughts.

These thoughts won't be making it into this entry, due to the unfocused nature it would bring to this entry.

So *DEEP BREATHE* I will write another one.