I love these people

Sometimes you feel like this...

Then these people send you this picture saying they are pouting because they are sad that you are sad, they miss you, and can't wait for you to come home.












Only 22 days until I am back home in Denver for Holy Week.

Something that makes me laugh...

The imposing fortress of Luther Seminary

This seminary journey seems to get crazier by the day.  But from talking to my friends who are already pastors, it doesn't get any less crazy.  It's just different.

So for all of my seminarian and pastor friends, and anyone who wonders what the hell we are doing, I humbly offer up something that brings me great joy.  The Tumblr blog:

"Every Day I'm Pastoring"

Enjoy!

Gratitude

I spent Thanksgiving this year doing something just a little bit different.  My church puts on a big Thanksgiving spectacular called "Operation Turkey Sandwich."  This is my third year participating.  The theory behind it is that many people have to work on the holiday and are not able to be with their own families, or they might not have families to spend the holiday with, and could use a little kindness on a sometimes lonely day.  We make sack lunches that consist of turkey sandwiches, stuffing muffins and pumpkin cookies.  Our church made and distributed 1,045 lunches to people working at 7-11's/other gas stations, hospitals, police stations, fire departments, etc.  It was a good time.  There was even a spontaneous dance party in the middle of the sandwich-crafting.

Buying bread for 1,000 sandwiches at Costco

I went to work in the afternoon at the women's homeless shelter where I work part-time.  I have some amazing coworkers, and along with a family of fantastic volunteers, we  pulled off dinner for 60 women.  Some of the food was cooked in advance, most of it was not. We had five turkeys, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, salad, pies, dinner rolls, and sparkling cider.  And in a nod to so many Thanksgivings spent at my Grandma Amy's house in Montana, I even put wooden bowls of olives and mixed nuts on every table.  I worked again last night, and the ladies were still raving about the holiday.  I really truly love these women at the shelter and it was a wonderful way to spend Thanksgiving.  Because I really think that is what it is about.  Surrounding yourself with wonderful people, stripping away extraneous stuff that doesn't really matter, laughing, and enjoying community.  So it wasn't a holiday in Montana with my family of origin, but it was with a family of my own creation.

With my friend Amy S, getting ready to make sandwiches

Texts from Dog

I stumbled across this blog, Texts from Dog, on twitter a few weeks ago.  It's pretty fantastic.  Not appropriate all the time (sorry, Mom).  Adding another thing to my list of procrastination tactics.  Enjoy!