Church on the Q

Today I walked down to Union Square to get a salad for lunch and some groceries from Whole Foods. On the way there I sort of got lost in a prayer for lots of various things and people that were on my heart.

I got my salad, got my eggs, got my lettuce (so I can make my own salads next time). Then I got on the train to go back to work since I'd run out of time to walk back.

And I sat down, and I heard a clear, tenor, soulful voice start singing:

You are Awesome in this place, Mighty God
You are Awesome in this place, Abba Father
You are worthy of all our praise
To You our lives we raise
You are awesome in this place, Mighty God

As usual, people didn't stare. A few people glanced at the man. He didn't look crazy. I started singing along (...under my breath), and closed my eyes and just enjoyed his song.

I had been thinking earlier about the life I live and if it is a testimony to Christ to everyone I meet. I know that some people I have recently met probably have no clue about my faith and it is something I am resolved to change.

I waited for him to walk around and ask for money, change, a smile, a blessing. But he just stood in the same doorway, got off at the next stop which was also mine, humming as he went...

Febu...Febru...Febur......Feb.

Oh, hello February. You are a rather boring and cold month and I appreciate you being shorter than all the other months, but I was wondering if you could still try to pick up the pace and go away quickly? You are the month that connects other more fun months, and no one likes transition. But I guess I'll try to make the best of you because I know that time IS indeed, fleeting.

Good morning. I got near 10 hours of sleep last night trying to make up for what I missed over the weekend (does that seem backwards?) and now I'm groggy. I'm drinking less coffee, mostly because work coffee tastes like gasoline without lots of cream and sugar in it. I made some peppermint tea and turned on some Adele to ease into the day.

Hopefully soon I will have some exciting stories to share, let's see if February can exceed my expectations.

It's 2009.

I turned 24 ten days ago. Here I am in the middle of a cold, snowy winter, about to enter my 18th month at Cherry Lane. Everyone I know that doesn't travel by underground public transportation is home under blankets right now.

I'm at work, chugging a Diet Dr. Pepper, trying to plan a trip to Vermont in February and a trip to Africa in August.

I mean...I'm at work, working.

You might think that you deserve about a years worth of updates, and I might agree with you a little, so here are a few things:

People ask me all the time if I see celebrities. I do on occasion. In recent memory I've seen Robert Downey Jr., Tina Fey, Alec Baldwin, Mary Kate Olsen, and I saw this guy (whom I recognized from The Lake House...eh) at Borders on Monday.

I like New York, but not just for the reasons I thought I would (my sweeping day dreams of "culture" and "history" and "walking"). I like it for the people: my work friends, my church friends, and all these guys.

I took the dance class.

I joined a choir (and I quit a choir, but maybe not indefinitely).

I still play volleyball and softball with the work team.

I've had things to eat and drink that I never knew existed.

I stopped watching so much TV (not out of any desire for change, more out of necessity). I'd also rather watch Discovery or History than MTV or VH1.

I'm boring myself a little bit. Blogging random stories is so much better than trying to fit a few months into a few words. So I'll try to just stick with that.

I will say that I think this is going to be an exciting year for me with lots of adventures and maybe a few changes. So stay tuned...and I'll do my best to keep you updated when I deem it important enough. Otherwise I'll just update my status on Facebook or something.