Today I got up and went to church for the first time in . . . a long time. I went to the Wesleyan Fellowship. The service was good, very good. I had met the pastor, Tom Tanner, the summer before I went to the University of Georgia. I’ve known he had a church here in Atlanta, so when I decided to come, I looked it up on the internet. The church is just great. They meet in a Lodge building, and have chairs they have to set up each week. Complimentary coffee and donuts, nametags for everyone, and a rockin’ worship band – I felt right at home!
After the worship music, they had traditional “turn around and greet your neighbor” time. The woman in front of me asked whether I was new, and I said yes, so she asked me what I did for a living. Ah, yes, the Big Question. What do I do for a living? I briefly debated giving a snarky answer like, “Trust God,” but decided against it, even though it is true. Then I thought about saying, “security guard,” but that’s what I did in KC to fill time and pay the bills. So, I got up on my pride and said, “Well, I’m an English teacher,” which immediately caused problems, because she started talking about the high schools in the area. I just nodded and smiled, because I didn’t feel like explaining that both my Bachelor’s and my Master’s degrees were in English literature, not education, and that I couldn’t get a job teaching at 99% of the high schools in Georgia without an education degree and/or a Georgia Teacher’s Certificate, neither of which I have, and neither do I have the time (1+ years) or money (standard college tuition) to get them.
While I was there, I had a big surprise: Eric and Kelley, a couple I knew from my church in college, were there! They had just finished a stint in Brazil as missionaries, and had just moved to Atlanta to join Tom Tanner’s church December 31. They were in the same boat I was – no job, not settled yet, just arrived in a new city looking to make connections. It was great seeing them again!
After church, I signed up for more information about a cell group. Hopefully, I can find a good group of singles my age to join. Hopefully, I’ll get a job that leaves me free time to go to a cell group. Hopefully, I’ll get a job.
Today the Martian explorer landed on Mars – the first successful one since the Pathfinder mission several years ago. I remember when that one landed; it was a big deal. In elementary school, they had some pictures in the textbooks from the old Viking expedition in the seventies, and the Pathfinder pictures were the first new pictures since then. I was in college at the time, and enjoying the thrill of a T-1 line, so I got to see every picture in high-resolution.
I mentioned to Dann that Sifa had left large clumps of hair on my bed.
“She pulls her hair out on your bed, too?” he asked.
“Why don’t you shoot her?” Pan asked.
“While that would solve the problem, I don’t know if . . .” Dann started.
“No, with the water gun!”
Pan’s computer got fried. Just overheated and stopped working. Dann’ll have to fix it tomorrow.
What I’m Listening To: “No Woman, No Cry” – The Fugees
After the worship music, they had traditional “turn around and greet your neighbor” time. The woman in front of me asked whether I was new, and I said yes, so she asked me what I did for a living. Ah, yes, the Big Question. What do I do for a living? I briefly debated giving a snarky answer like, “Trust God,” but decided against it, even though it is true. Then I thought about saying, “security guard,” but that’s what I did in KC to fill time and pay the bills. So, I got up on my pride and said, “Well, I’m an English teacher,” which immediately caused problems, because she started talking about the high schools in the area. I just nodded and smiled, because I didn’t feel like explaining that both my Bachelor’s and my Master’s degrees were in English literature, not education, and that I couldn’t get a job teaching at 99% of the high schools in Georgia without an education degree and/or a Georgia Teacher’s Certificate, neither of which I have, and neither do I have the time (1+ years) or money (standard college tuition) to get them.
While I was there, I had a big surprise: Eric and Kelley, a couple I knew from my church in college, were there! They had just finished a stint in Brazil as missionaries, and had just moved to Atlanta to join Tom Tanner’s church December 31. They were in the same boat I was – no job, not settled yet, just arrived in a new city looking to make connections. It was great seeing them again!
After church, I signed up for more information about a cell group. Hopefully, I can find a good group of singles my age to join. Hopefully, I’ll get a job that leaves me free time to go to a cell group. Hopefully, I’ll get a job.
Today the Martian explorer landed on Mars – the first successful one since the Pathfinder mission several years ago. I remember when that one landed; it was a big deal. In elementary school, they had some pictures in the textbooks from the old Viking expedition in the seventies, and the Pathfinder pictures were the first new pictures since then. I was in college at the time, and enjoying the thrill of a T-1 line, so I got to see every picture in high-resolution.
I mentioned to Dann that Sifa had left large clumps of hair on my bed.
“She pulls her hair out on your bed, too?” he asked.
“Why don’t you shoot her?” Pan asked.
“While that would solve the problem, I don’t know if . . .” Dann started.
“No, with the water gun!”
Pan’s computer got fried. Just overheated and stopped working. Dann’ll have to fix it tomorrow.
What I’m Listening To: “No Woman, No Cry” – The Fugees
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