yesterday i was scheduled to work at the grotto. outside. in like 20 degree weather. so to get to work and find out i'd be spending the entire day out in the freezing cold warehouse nearly destroyed me. i am barely keeping my head above water as it is, but to throw in 14 hour days in below freezing temperature?
i went in to the bathroom and contemplated calling in sick to the grotto. it will never cease to amaze me how God can take our undirected thoughts and concerns and translate them into prayers. because after a moment or two, i really just felt at peace with the whole situation and had concluded to just really be a trooper and tough it out.
less than an hour later, i got a call that father jack had decided to shut down the festival of lights for the evening because of the weather. how cool that sometimes God asks us to go places he never really intends for us to go, only to see if we are willing to. that's happened quite often to me lately.
last night i decided that i am not going to watch R rated movies anymore. it was interesting how it all happened. i was laying on the couch, thinking about how i was so tired and about to fall asleep. "just get up and go in your bed where it is so cozy" i kept saying to myself. but i was too tired to do that work. it kind of reminded me of my relationship with God. there is God, offering a nice comfy, pink bed with two blankets and five thousand pillows, and yet i am having a hard time giving up the small uncomfortable couch with a throw pillow and the cushions that always seem to fall off. what a hard decision, right? one is clearly better, and yet it's silly how often that opportunity passes by.
anyway, i was laying on the couch contemplating all of this when i decided to watch a movie, since i was too lazy to get off the couch anyway. so i started watching this random movie. less than 5 minutes into it, there had been a few sex scenes and the f bomb dropped like 15 times. "this is a stupid movie.." i thought. and then continued to watch it. finally, about 40 minutes into it i decided it wasn't even worth it, because i was wasting my sleep on a stupid movie with sex and the f word. so i got up, got some water.. and went back to the couch and fell asleep.
it was the worst sleep of my life. let's just say that when i woke up, i was so tired that i promptly went into my bathroom and fell asleep on my bathroom floor, and that hour of sleep was better than my night of sleep on the couch.
as i was laying on the bathroom floor, i started thinking about the previous night and just how i physically lived out the analogy i had thought of. then i started thinking about that stupid movie, and how parts of that stupid movie crept into my dreams and into my thoughts. so i decided that i won't watch rated R movies. not that PG 13 doesn't have its share of crap, because it does. but rated R stuff just seems to have a lot more nasties thrown around it. the movie didn't chain me to that couch, but it gave me a reason to stay there. and i don't want to sit on an uncomfortable couch watching weird, pointless, harmful to my spirit movies when God is offering me a big comfy bed if i would just get off the couch, go up the stairs, and into the room where the bed is.
speaking of bed. it's 1:40 am and i have the longest day of december ahead of me. but it includes BRANDON HEATH, so it will be worth it :)
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