January 12, 2014

  • Packed

    This has  been the most emotionally packed weekend that I've had in quite some time.

    For the last two or three weeks, I just felt compelled to pray for someone in particular.  I've prayed on and off for them for the past few months, but this was something different.  It was a stirring of the heart.  It was a sharp and direct.  I was a little strange considering my former attachment to this person and my current circumstance.  As the days went on and the feeling remained, I started thinking, "I wonder when this feeling is going to end?"  I wasn't sure what was going on, but I just felt weird.  A few days ago, it got to the point where I was going to send a few people that know her a Facebook message just asking them to agree with me in prayer.  Well, on Thursday, I found out that this person got married the very day I was going to send that message.  When I found out, it all made sense, and I couldn't help but be in awe of connection possible between people and with God.  When I found out, I felt a sense of relief because I could finally trace the weird feeling to the source.  That night, I said a prayer for her and her new husband, and that feeling, that direct compulsion to pray for her went away.  In any case, that was pretty emotionally heavy for me.

    On Friday, we had a staff meeting for my job from 8:30 to 3.  It was a long day, but the bottom line is that I found out even more stuff that I have to do.  We got done at 3, and I went home tired and with a headache.  I am behind already because of how the previous coordinator left.  I feel like it's been everything I could do just keep things running while making the necessary structure changes.  Now I found out that there are hours more of data entry that I have to do, and I came that Friday and just wanted to nap on the bed forever.  Overwhelmed is an understatement.  I'm probably going to email my supervisor today and just have a heart to heart with her.  Not that I'm going to quit, but I think I need to adjust my expectations.  I probably need to work more than 40 hours a week.  I've heard her talk about working over before, but I'm not positive I'll get any over time or comp time for it.  It I don't, I guess that's ok, but I'd just like to know to expect that.  God has been faithful in providing me more help this week, so there are good things happening.  It's just still up uphill battle, and I'd like to work as hard as I can to get to the top of that hill.

    I met a girl online a couple of weeks ago.  I sent her a message, and I could tell she read it.  She looked at my profile, but no response.  A day went by, and she winked at me.  When that's happened to me in the past, it's been because they like your profile but can't respond because they don't have a paid subscription.  So, I sent a wink back just to let her know the interest was obviously mutual.  The next day, I checked back in, but still no response to my message.  I thought, at the risk of seeming too forward, I'll message her again.  Fortune favors the bold, right?  It was something short but more direct in terms of wanting to hang out.  The moment immediately after I sent it, I get a notification that she's responded to my first message.  Ah!  So, kinda the way it came off was that I didn't read her message at all, didn't answer any of her questions, and I really wanted to see her.  Not the first impression vibe I wanted to put out, so I quickly answered her back and explained what happened, and it went smoothly from there.

    We went out on Saturday, and I've not enjoyed a day that much in a very long time.  I took her to a park that neither of us had been to.  It was honestly terrible.  Not inherently so, but apparently there was a massive flood back in October, so there were dead trees and limbs everywhere along the sides of the trail.  The trees that weren't completely dead were dying and leaning severely in the direction of the flood waters.  They hadn't had a chance to clear it out at all, so while it was not great to look at, I think it could be nice in the summer.  Either way though, it was a beautiful day, so we walked and talked on the trail for a good 3 miles or so, and the scenery didn't bother us a bit.  For dinner, I took her to The Shady Grove, which was recommended to me by a friend.  The food was good, large portioned, and reasonably priced.  Grabbed coffee afterwards and talked more.  To finish the evening, she took me to a mini-mountain where she lived where you could see for miles around.  It was probably 10 pm when we got there, and it was beautiful.  We had to do a little driving and climbing to get there, but there wasn't a cloud in the sky.  I honestly could have stayed there all night and talked; it was that awesome.  I got her back home around 11:15, and we said our goodbyes.  I asked if I could call her again, and she said absolutely.  All told, I drove almost 400 miles on Saturday, and it was worth every inch.

     

    And today, Sunday, I just need to rest and soak it all in.  James' church plant is having their first service tonight, so I'll probably go.

     

    Duces.