About a week ago I went and saw the musical Wicked with some friends, for the third time, may I add. It’s just so exciting knowing that people are about to experience one of the best shows they’ve ever seen. I always get so giddy when I think about the first time I saw it in London. With the original cast who recorded the CD. I just like to throw that out there. Yes, it’s part pride, but also I just like to remind myself of the awesomeness that happened on that stage with Idina Menzel and Kristen Chenoweth. Wicked is just so clever and brilliant and hilarious! It’s a beautiful, beautiful thing and I highly recommend it.
I’ve been thinking, as I so rarely do. Remember this post? It amazes me how quickly I surrender my joy to another and pick up a burden that is no longer mine. I try to lay things at the feet of Jesus because I know that he can take care of them and myself in a way that I never will be able to. But sometimes I turn around and run back picking things up like it’s my load to carry. It’s not. If I surrendered it, then I need to let it lie there and resist the urge to pick it up and worry over it.
IF I am who I say I am, then when will my actions match that? I know it’s a process of sanctification, but sometimes a big part of me (that part that always fails, ha!) wishes there was a bippity-boppity-boo moment where the rags are turned into a nice, flowing, white ball gown (little Cinderella reference). Why do I let others question what I know to be true, take advice that doesn’t adhere to what I feel God is telling me in my heart? I wish I could get over peer pressure. It’s not time for me to start looking for a job yet. How do I know that? Because when I pray about it I don’t have peace about it yet, about the job search process that is. I have peace waiting. For now. Now that I’ve laid it back down and stopped fretting.
Speaking of frets, and this is way off topic, I keep wishing lately that I hadn’t quit trying to learn the guitar. One discouraging word from someone and I was too embarrassed to pick it back up. And then I moved to London, and then my brother took it to Chicago, and then it went to UofH with my other brother, and now it resides in Canada. Someday, maybe I will try again. But not the self-taught method because clearly that wasn’t working. Ha!
I’m headed to Cypress for the Labor Day weekend. I’m hoping to get my quilt tops quilted before I go to Colorado (in 10 days or so!). I’m also hoping to get my hard drive wiped clean and then re-install some stuff. The number of viruses on this little computer is astounding! It’s still working, but it’s super slow due to the new anti-malware/virus protection I changed to.
And TEXAS FOOTBALL starts soon! I do so love me some college football! Though I’m definitely a watch it on TV kind of girl. The view is just so much better. But there’s something to be said for a live game, I will give you crazies that much.