Where do I begin?

It just feels like one of those days, that I just can’t seem to keep my thoughts straight. There are just so many things to blog about and so little time. I wanted to begin by sharing some insights from our sunbeam class. Some weeks it feels like whatever we teach just bounces off of them. While other weeks they seem quite engaged in our lessons. I’m not going to lie; some of the lesson material has been a bit difficult. We’ve had to get creative, very creative. For example, we had a series of lessons that were titled, “I am thankful for birds,” “I am thankful for fish,” and “I am thankful for animals.” I would have thought you could combine those but apparently each deserved one whole 45 minute lesson. Now, we are on the series of how thankful we are for various body parts. Once again, I am not sure why we can’t just be thankful for our whole body and all of its parts in one lesson. ANYWAY, we taught the lesson “I am thankful for my eyes” on Sunday. We started off by telling the Bible story about the blind man who came to Jesus to be healed. Jesus put clay on his eyes and told him to wash his eyes in the River Jordan. Well, it took us a few moments to get past the clay part. They didn’t know what clay was. So we described it in various different ways we could think of but it just didn’t seem to make sense to one girl. So I finally said it was like play dough but made of dirt. I am worried if she retells the story to her family and what they will think when she says Jesus put play dough on the man. Oh well, maybe they won’t let us teach anymore. Anyway, then we got to the River Jordan part and another girl very seriously asked if the river had sharks. We very quickly said "nope, no sharks." But then another girl asked if it had fish and we were like, "yeah the river probably had fish." Then, she about died because how could that man wash his face in a river that had icky fish? We just decided to move on with something else at that point.

In other news, I am currently reading a very interesting book. It is a monk murder mystery. Seriously, it takes place in the 1600’s in an abbey where monks are getting killed off daily and another monk must solve the crimes. It has taken me a bit to get into it. It is a little confusing with all of the monk talk and then the Greek/Latin/Italian phrases that are randomly thrown in. My ancient language skills just aren’t what they use to be…. However, it has picked up and I think it will be a good one.

Finally, it has been rough recovering from the holiday weekend. People just seem extra hostile today. Within 15 minutes of being at work this morning I had two people blame me for all of their problems and wished horrible things upon me. Well, not quite that bad but when I was just trying to get my bearing for the day and to get those kind of calls so early just doesn’t make the start of a great day. Is it Friday yet?