Winds Day

Here it is another Wednesday - which doesn't look at all like it sounds. How is it that so many of our american/english words don't sound the way they look.

Of course, the same could apply to people. So many of us don't look like what we say we are. I am a Christian, Protestant, Emergent, Evangelical, Conservative, Liberal, Thinker, TAlker, Dreamer, Doer... okay, I'm running out of words. But, I don't always exemplify those things.

I would hate to be famous. The thought of having people WATCH you all the time... I feel sorry for celebrities and professional athletes and such. It is rather unfair that they are so scrutinized. Even the best of them has bad moments for sure. W-e-d-n-e-s-d-a-y.

Today I finished Eugene Peterson's book, "Traveling Light." It was okay. It is basically his commentary ont eh book of Galatians. And apparently the book that started him on the road to writing 'The Message.' I will use this book as I begin preaching through the book of Galatians.

Now I'm hoping to sink my teeth into "No Perfect People Allowed." It's the BOOK OF THE YEAR in our denomination. Why... I didn't know when I got it. I hope it's good. It's kinda thick though. I like to read thin books.

I wish I was thinner. Not just in stature, but... easier to read. I wish you could look at me and right away see what I was like. In a good way. But sometimes I am probably viewed as something or someone not at all how I intend to be. I am winds-day instead of wednesday (or vice-versa).

Someday. Maybe. Wednesday. Will be. Something. Else.

Peace and revolution, my friends. Until then...