Saturday, August 29, 2009

Work and Home

I’m finally getting the hang of this work thing. I’ve been incredibly blessed that my bosses changed a job description for me. What was a full time position a part time one so I could fill it and in the process I almost doubled my hours. I’m the only staff member with little kids and they understand that and are flexible around my kids. Now we say that’s how is should be but actually finding people like that has been awesome.

So now I work 9-3 weekdays, and to be honest there have been a few days when it has felt as though it is getting on top of me. You know the thing – up and out of the house to catch a train to work before the school run and so on. Then I get picked up after the school run and then there is all the housework. Okay so we all know I’m not so good at that, I wasn’t even when I wasn’t working. But I’m still doing the cooking and most of the other stuff, it’s just a fact that I’m more practiced and efficient at it.

My hubby does what he can but I’m a woman and one who often feels it’s quicker to do things by myself rather than ask a couple of times. So you can imagine my pleased surprise when hubby said ‘how do I put in a load of blacks?’ Awesome, thanks babe.

So anyway though I’m a bit disorganised I still somehow find time to write. Getting it onto my blog has proven a little problematic at times though. I guess you’ll always find time for your passion.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Some Funny Stuff

Okay just a few things that I have found somewhat humorous in the course of my work. (Just so you know I work in a book store)

CUSTOMER : Have you got what I’m looking for?

ME waiting for them to go on

CUSTOMER no further comment

ME : I’ll need a bit more information than that.

ME thinking, ‘hell I didn’t realise I was supposed to be a mind reader as well’.

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CUSTOMER : Do you have that book by that doctor?

ME : Um, I’ll need a bit more than that.

CUSTOMER : You know, that dr off the tv.

ME : I’m sorry, which dr?

CUSTOMER : You know.

ME : I’m sorry, do you have a title?

CUSTOMER : How could you work in a book store and not know what book I’m talking about?

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CUSTOMER : I’m looking for a book.

ME : Do you have a title, or author?

CUSTOMER : I looked it up on the computer, it said you had none in the store.

ME : Then I’m sorry we have none in stock.

CUSTOMER : Well is there any in (name of city)?

ME : I have no idea, you could try one of the other bookstores.

CUSTOMER : Can’t you just get on the computer and check all the other bookstores.

ME thinking ‘huh? A computer link up listing the stock of all the bookstores in the local metro area?'

ME : I’m sorry no such web site exists.

CUSTOMER looks at me as if to say 'well what good are you?', and walks away.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Seven Deadly Sins

These three video clips are a series of Vblogs I wrote, originally as one monologue, on the topic of the deadly sins. I didn't take the traditional line of stating flat out that they are wrong I wanted to do something I hoped would be a little more thought provoking. As the churches I've been involved in don't seem so inclined to do drama my way I'm going to try posting some of it online instead.







Friday, August 7, 2009

Some Days


Some days it just pays to stand back and appreciate what you have. Sometimes it’s so easy to get caught up in the crap on the surface. You know : the bills that need to be paid; the person who sat on you on the train for most of the journey, without apologising; the fact the kids are yelling and you just want five minutes peace and quiet.

Take a look around now with a different pair of glasses on. Bills mean you have a roof over your head, food on the table and hot water to wash in. The train journey is the best form of transport to and from a job you love, and besides it gives you the chance to listen to your music not Hi-5 and some time to write. Yelling kids is just loud play, play is healthy and it means they don’t mind spending time with each other.

Some days it just pays because it’s the small things that put that smile on your face.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Advice?

Blessed is the man who doesn’t walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers.

Psalm 1:1

Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed.

Proverbs 15:22

I’ve been thinking about this sort of thing for a while, more specifically what to do when those who advise you do so with little to no understanding of what’s really in your heart. Of course I can’t really speak to anyone else’s experience so I’ll speak to my own.

Firstly I’ll give you an example from my marriage. When we had just had our first child my husband was playing in a cover band, gigging in pubs on weekends. It was at the time the only income we had apart from welfare. He was still playing in church but he’d do so after having had maybe three hours sleep (something he is still doing but at a different church). One day one of the leaders came up to us and said Steve should stop playing in the pubs and use his gift solely for the church. I think around that time I asked if they would pay the same as the gig, and of course that wasn’t about to happen.

Now similar things have happened to me. People just assume I am going to be involved in church drama and I have been at certain periods of time, but not at the moment and not often. Bottom line is I don’t like church drama, at least not like it tends to be where I’ve gone. When I say I’d much rather play a suicidal person or a psycho at a theatre rather than some weak character in some three minute skit, they don’t get it. They say I should use my gifts for God. They don’t understand how I could not be passionate about getting involved in church drama.

Here’s the thing though, there have been times when I’ve bitten the bullet and written stuff for church but no seems interested in those. I even wrote an entire worship service in response to a need and a lot of prayer, but one again they aren’t interested. I want to see interesting characters and 12 to 15 minute dramas that can be tied into messages. I don’t see why we can’t use these as opposed to film clips. I want to see things well-acted and yes even thought provoking, as opposed to the cheap giggles of seeing someone you may know on the stage.

So see it’s not that I’m not passionate about my gifts, it’s that there is no place for my gifts in the church. So where does that leave me. Do I bow to the advise of well-meaning people who say that God gave me my gifts to use for the church? Or do I follow my passion, keep challenging myself and keep hanging out with non-christians?

Then there are those people who say to me ‘I can’t wait for you to bring your acting friends to church. Why would I, I ask? Not for sketches that’s for sure. The people I know are performers, they watch and even study acting, and the stuff often done in the churches I’ve gone to just doesn’t cut it. I realise a lot of people like them and that’s fine just don’t expect me to.

So considering all this what do I do with my gifts? How do I find the right advice when the people most think you should go to for that advise simply don’t understand my passion or the industry. They think I should be content colouring inside the boxes they’ve designed for me. So what do I do when I’m not? What do I do when people aren’t interested in changing from boxes to heptagons? Do I compromise my passion and artistic integrity to toe the party line? Unfortunately I don’t do that very well. I like to have fun with my talent, I like to challenge myself artistically. So why do I feel rejected and unsupported if I choose to use my ability outside of a church environment?

Lest you think the only people I’m hearing from are church people, you should know my in-laws have there own thoughts. Now I love them dearly but being told I should consider teaching…now if they really knew me they would know I so don’t have the gifting to be a teacher. I don’t have the patience. My mother never understood my passion but she accepted it and in her own way supported it. My dad reckons ‘go for it’ – whatever it is. Well meaning friends and acquaintances say be careful. Very few people have actually bothered to ask why I feel led certain ways.

Very few have taken the time to invest in my talent. The people who support my talent are often those outside my faith or on the edge (those who have faith but are moving away from church and organised religion). I am good at what I do. I have worked at it and I studied it. This burns in my veins. It is what I desperately want to do. It’s what relaxes and calms me. It’s what fires me up.

So where does all this leave me and those like me? Those of us who are gifted and passionate. Those of us who want to stay true to our giftings, callings and passions. Or is it simply a matter of forsaking the search for advice and know that the path before me is difficult and at the best of times people not on that path just don’t have a grasp of it?

How do I find people who can stand with me, offer guidance, support and prayer? Where do I go to look for that counsel? How do I walk that balance of faith and ability?

Monday, July 27, 2009

Quick Update

Well what has happened? Things have gotten busy. At work some things have happened and I am now temporarily head of the kids department until they hire a replacement. I’m not sure I want to do it full time but at the moment the extra hours are useful. And let’s face it I love my job.

Also November is shaping up to be an awesome month. It will be our 12th anniversary and I bought tickets to Nickelback and I just found out today that Matt Reilly, my favourite Aussie author is doing a book signing at the store I work in.

Oh I have done some more serious stuff for my blog and I promise you will see it soon. And I’m having some serious thoughts about other deep and meaningful things that I’ll probably get around to bashing out soon.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Blood Diamond

I watched Blood Diamond the other day. It’s a film that’s been in my collection for a while and somehow the time never seemed quite right to sit down and watch it. I needed to be in the right head space to do so, for me it was one of those films.

Anyway, I cried, no big there, it was better than even money that I would have. I hadn’t counted on my total emotional breakdown after the movie finished. I’m loading the dishwasher doing the stuff you do before going to bed when it hit me.

Throughout the movie I was struck by the cruelty, how could you not be? But I stood there at my dishwasher and cried at the arrogance, cruelty and greed of the human race. No other creature is as cruel as we are. And I feel so helpless.

I am aware that these things happen, nothing in the movie was particularly surprising to me; genocide, child soldiers, getting children addicted. And I feel helpless to change it.

I wish it was possible to wave a wand or something and change it. But it’s not.

I give to certain causes I feel strongly about and logically I know there is only so much one person can do. Then in all this I remember that humanity also has a great measure of compassion. I’d like to take a moment to remember and thank those who step into the breach and help where I can’t.