that would do for a last evening on the planet

I can't tell you how lovely tonight was. I got to listen to people. And I got to pray. There was one woman who I'd met a few months before when she had been habitually hard and angry, but tonight I got to hear her story of the last little while and see how she is a completely different person, resting in the Lord and in love with God like she never had been before. After the (really good) service she came back to me and thanked me and blessed me with words of encouragement. On the shuttle back to the trains I talked with the driver who I've been getting to know a little over the past 6 months. I got to heard his story of this past year and some things that are weighing him down this week. He's been such a willing and cheerful servant/friend to me and the others who ride the shuttle bus, I've been glad and grateful for it. And I got to tell him so, and pray for him as he embarks on new things. Tonight was precious. It's what it's all about.

What's with you today?

I have a better question for you, Joe. What's with today, today?

hipster specs

I like, and possibly love, Rob Bell. I listen to his church's sermons every week through the brilliance of podcasting. I think the two Nooma videos I've seen of his are v. v. cool. So I was tickled pink to see this excellent spoof of him on YouTube (which is my new favorite timewaster). If you've seen a Nooma film you'll get it, otherwise probably not.

One-Minute Sam and Aziz the Ghost

That would make a really cool title for a one-act play (I only say this because it reminds me of the title of the one-act play Binky Rudich and the Two-Speed Clock) but it's actually the nicknames I made up today for our two cooks at Sabbaba. Whenever you ask Sam if your order is done yet he always says, "One minute." And Aziz is a ghost today because he got off work at 4 but had to wait around till we closed at 10 because he and Sam share a car and live far away, so he was drifting around getting in the way all night. But he's delightful. He's a FLIRT. A cute Indian Muslim kitchen boy and a flirt. (And yes, I flirt right back.)

Also, I have now been asked why don't I become a nun.

Also, I have my first Sunday off of work since June!!!

Also, I am at a genuine crossroads in my life. How about that.