Balance

Last week or the week before I was watching Seventh Heaven. Now I don't particularly like this show and usually don't watch it so I have know idea why I was watching it. Anyways the blond girl on the show, who has followed in her father's footsteps by becoming a pastor, was having a hard time "balancing" her home and work life. She asked her grandma, who apparently was also married to a pastor, and she told her not to worry about balance. I wish I could remember the little speech she gave her but it was very interesting advice coming from the spouse of a pastor (yes I know she is just a TV character). If any of you TiVo or such and have this episode check it out and help me fill in the gaps.

Balance is a pretty hot topic around my home often. I wish I could blame it on full time ministry but I can't. I have always been a work aholic and had a tough time "balancing". Full-time ministry just gives me a more spiritual excuse perhaps but not a "good" excuse.

Recently I heard 2 of my teens sing an old Amy Grant song "Breathe of Heaven" and this one line really has stuck in my head and won't leave me alone. I know there is something in it that I am supposed to be learning and have not yet grasped: "pour over me Your Holiness for You are Holy"

Last night I was the last one to pull out of the parking lot at church and it was still. I just stood outside and enjoyed the cold wind and looked around. I almost doubled over laughing at what I saw. We have 2 little graveyards on our church property. They are small, beautiful and well tended. They actually serve as little reflection gardens for many I believe. Around these little graveyards (they may actually be one because they are right next to each other) are little white picket fences, shrubs and some small trees. 4 or 5 of these trees are pines, the kind of pines that are tall and skinny. Guess what someone did? They put Christmas lights on these trees. So there in the midst of the graveyard(s) are these beautifully lit Christmas trees. Is this reverent or totally the opposite? I don't know but last night the sight just struck me as hilarious. I imagine the lights have been there for awhile and last night I just happened to finally notice them. I think part of what makes it very funny to me is that my church is not a church that you would call progressive. We are very traditional and things need to be "proper". I guess those lights were hung "properly". I love my church, graves, lights, traditions and all!

So nuget - what in the heck is nuget? What is it made of? Where does it come from? I was watching TV this morning and one of the characters asked another to smell his candy bar. He did and told him it was just nuget and that is what nuget is supposed to smell like. Now I have been thinking about nuget all day. Who in the world came up with this stuff?

Which brings me to a word that sounds like nuget - neuter. I had to ask my wife the difference between neuter and spade today. I still can't remember which is which but one is for males and the other is for females. Why is it that I have made it this far in life without knowing the difference between these two words/procedures? Isn't that a bit odd?

My 7 year old took her first shower "all by herself" today. This must be one of those super important things in ones life that you reach and then you are different somehow. I don't know. I know when we moved into our house it took me a very long time to figure out how to even get the shower to work and then I couldn't get it to work without it making this incredibly high pitched squeaking noise, which I did not particularly mind (I think I actually liked it) but that my wife absolutely hated (finger nails on chalkboard hated). She finally burst into the bathroom one day, reached into the shower and fixed the little knobby thing so the squeaking stopped and asked me in her most patient (yet somehow just a step over the "I can't take it anymore" line) voice to make sure I imitate what she had just done from now on when I get in the shower. I, being the risk taker that I am, asked her to show me again (just to make sure I did get what she had done). She patiently (yet with rolling eyes) repeated it so that it went to squeakville and back again.

So my daughters biggest concern with taking a shower by herself this morning was not getting soap in her eyes while washing/rinsing her hair. She managed this feat wonderfully and with no squeaking, nuget, Christmas lights or neutering (Is that right?). So I guess you could say it was a well "balanced" shower.