Memories

I love memories.

I am sitting in our big lazy boy chair and thinking about memories. The memories that have been made. The memories that are being made, second by second, minute by minute. The memories that are to come. What a wonderful gift of life.

I think of this because I know that I'm at such a wonderful memory making point. I know that this scary time of internship and meeting knew people are also about making memories. That to make memories things need to change. And change is scary. BUT without that change and growth and scariness there would not be room for new people, new memories...

The beginning

2nd day on the job and I'm feeling a little better. I have some more direction and feel like I have more of an idea of what I am doing. Tomorrow might be different, but today is pretty good :)

Tonight was confirmation. My 9th graders didn't start tonight, that's next week, but it gave me a chance to sit in on some of the other grades and get an idea of what the expectations are. I sat in on the 11th graders who are getting ready to write their faith statements and be confirmed. PM was giving them a lot of heavy theological ideas and they seemed to be taking it all in. It was good for me to hear the gospel again and to know that PM and I's theology is very similar. I was also impressed that he didn't treat them like they were dumb but on the total opposite side, gave them a lot to think about. It was awesome!

First Day

Today was my first day at "work." I'm still trying to find the ground under my feet. I moved my books and stuff into my office. In our little apartment I have so many books but now that they are in office I don't think I have any. What a weird feeling. We went to the nursing home for afternoon service which we are only responsible for every other month. Talked with the pastor a lot about what I think I want to do. We have decided that I will be responsible for 9th grade confirmation. We stopped by the high school and met some of the staff and saw the school. It's been a good day. Overwhelming and underwhelming all at the same time. It's hard not really knowing what exactly I am suppose to be doing. It's hard to continually ask questions and want things to do when I know that Pastor Mark is just so busy and needs time of his own to get things done. But it will come and I will find my place.

It's a different kind of job that is for sure. I think I'm going to like it.