Boom and Bride-in-need-of-a-Pseudonym went to the Houston Zoo last weekend and met the Great Pumpkin.
Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts
Benefit Saturday in Fishers, IN: Finding Voice, Bowling, Fun!
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| Two of Sharon's spectrum kids, demonstrating their typing skills |
Sharon writes:
Still time to participate in our make a difference day event! Special needs models! we have services focusing on but not limited to autism! Looking for nonverbal or those who use echolalia, we hope to help find your true voice! No charge to participate, we just ask that you spread the word! Fundraising for Special Olympics will be raised through bowling and food sales
Not Quite Wordless Wednesday: Scrapbooking in the Dark
Wordless Wednesday: Shooting More Sunsets & Foliage
"Company A" arranged an outing for the clients to a local farm for a hayride this past weekend.
While i don't have permission to publish the people photos, i can assure you a good time was had by all!
While i don't have permission to publish the people photos, i can assure you a good time was had by all!
Wordless Wednesday; Memories + Words, Few/No Photos
Wordless Wednesday: Southern Indiana Getaway
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| Last July, MyGuy and i went to Nashville for a Thursday & Friday. |
Wordless Wednesday: Tennessee Weekend
Saturday Sisters: The Proverbs 31 Woman
i think everyone gets tired when reading about the Proverbs 31 Woman. She's everywhere, doing everything, and she does it perfectly.
But
But
Recycling DropOff
MyGuy confessed that he was having trouble dropping off the old push mowers at the recycling place, since Saturday morning was the only time their hours interwove his availability.
i asked, That's their only hours?
He said, No, they're also open weekdays, but I'm kinda not available then.
Then i opened my big mouth and said
Busy Weekend: Thomas in Connorsville, Family in FtWayne, and Sister Trip to MI
Friday was The Best Day of the Year. We took both vehicles, a first, and drove to Connorsville to ride with Thomas the Tank Engine. The weather was perfect, though too sunny for really good photos.
Driving to Fort Wayne
Before and After
This is a portrait of a feeling.
Dry, alone, with a grey sky and a wide, clear but joyless path of duty before you.
It's even off-center with stuff in the way. The path is clear enough, but there's bothersome little STUFF in front of you.
Ever been here?
This past weekend, i have "worked a Discipleship Walk." My family knows that, along with the other STUFF i've been doing, it's pretty well consumed all of me in the days and weeks leading up to the weekend, and i came home Sunday afternoon exhausted. i dropped the luggage in the living room, collapsed in a chair, then dragged myself to bed for a three hours, dead to the world.
Why would anyone do something like this?
Joy.
The Discipleship Walks that i participate in are a small part of the worldwide Christian Cursillo movement, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cursillo. They go by various names, and are associated with various parts of the body of Christ, aka denominations. Some are explicitly about the sponsoring church, others explicitly nondemoniational. These weekends are not about conversion. The Disciples who come on the Walk learn, through talks and experience, the nuts & bolts of Christian life in a way that they've likely never known before, even if they've lived as a Christ-follower for decades.
It's exhausting, it's fun way better than an amusement park, it's joyful. There's ALWAYS more than enough to eat. Sleep, maybe not so much, but you're only seriously sleep deprived if you don't go to bed when you get the chance.
And the view along the path is a lot more like this now.
Dry, alone, with a grey sky and a wide, clear but joyless path of duty before you.
It's even off-center with stuff in the way. The path is clear enough, but there's bothersome little STUFF in front of you.
Ever been here?
This past weekend, i have "worked a Discipleship Walk." My family knows that, along with the other STUFF i've been doing, it's pretty well consumed all of me in the days and weeks leading up to the weekend, and i came home Sunday afternoon exhausted. i dropped the luggage in the living room, collapsed in a chair, then dragged myself to bed for a three hours, dead to the world.
Why would anyone do something like this?
Joy.
The Discipleship Walks that i participate in are a small part of the worldwide Christian Cursillo movement, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cursillo. They go by various names, and are associated with various parts of the body of Christ, aka denominations. Some are explicitly about the sponsoring church, others explicitly nondemoniational. These weekends are not about conversion. The Disciples who come on the Walk learn, through talks and experience, the nuts & bolts of Christian life in a way that they've likely never known before, even if they've lived as a Christ-follower for decades.
It's exhausting, it's fun way better than an amusement park, it's joyful. There's ALWAYS more than enough to eat. Sleep, maybe not so much, but you're only seriously sleep deprived if you don't go to bed when you get the chance.
And the view along the path is a lot more like this now.
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