Monday, October 25, 2010

stuff these days

I warn that any of you reading this will quickly realize I am only really just writing this for myself than for anyone who may happen across it!

Beware, reader. 

It's not just a Halloween trick either!

No.  I just realized that I am disgruntled, even now, over a year since I started this occasional and rare blog.  I just started the first "playlist" I have made in like, two years.  And I decided to name it  "broke and disgruntled."  I don't know why I felt like that at the time.  I picked the name before I picked the selection of songs.  Then the songs I selected seemed to be a bit rebellious, wanting to pick a fight, or out of whack with the world.  I have not yet decided what I think of that. 

The songs are all from CDs that I have had for years now.  It occurs to me that some of the recordings which were passed on from my previous computer to this one, do not transfer to an MP3 player, even though I purchased the CD myself.  I wonder why that is?  A lot of the music that does this is from DEVO, interestingly.  I love them, but that frustrates me because I really want to be able to listen to my CD on an MP3 if I happen to be out somewhere, like traveling.

I have been procrastinating and dragging my feet a lot lately.  I have been feeling sorry for myself because my job is interesting but not soul-filling, which is what I have been searching for.  I have applied for chaplaincy positions, as I see the opportunities pop up, but they don't happen very often.  I have been in a Bermuda Triangle of Commitment:  Me and Murl? vs, Me and Pastoral Ministry Career (for which I have been studying for so long) vs Me and New Mexico?  Do they not all point to staying right where I am?  That is the big question of my life... for like 2 years now, and something that will affect my life for at least the next 2 years, and really for the rest of my life.  It's as if I need some whole new vision... and a quest for it would probably be a good idea, if I had the money too.


Where do you want me to be God?  I say that with a great deal of trepidation/self-protection.  I am so connected here.  Help me feel free to accept the things you offer me, without looking at them so critically.  For all that is from you is a gift to appreciate.  Maybe I won't be so picky about things.