This past week has been really busy and I am looking forward to a little relaxation today. I'm working at Sheridan College in Admissions, as a Summer Office Assistant. That translates as "office monkey" and "professional tour guide." I am enjoying it because I get to meet a lot of new students. It's really fun to be able to share with students in the excitement of finally coming to a decision about where they would like to pursue their post-secondary education. Most of the programs at the school are good programs so it's also nice to be able to sell something you actually believe is worth selling.
I was talking to someone a while ago and they asked me whether I was writing anything lately. I haven't. This blog attests to that! I then posed the same question to that person and they replied that the couldn't help but write.
I've been thinking about that short conversation for about a month now. I find it really interesting that I love books and reading and I like to be around people that are constantly writing but I'm not much of a writer myself. When I do write, it is not done poorly but I don't have that irresistible itch to write. For myself, I couldn't even say what type of writing I enjoy best. I have kept a diary for many years but it too is sadly sporadic. I used to keep a list of music I wanted to buy and books I wanted to find. I don't even keep either of these lists up-to-date anymore. I think one of the biggest deterrents to keeping lists of these sorts is the mass of information I seem to wade through in a relatively short amount time. When I listen to the radio, read the newspaper, magazines and books, there are so many things of interest I come across that I find it virtually impossible to hope to pursue every tangent. My approach has become much more lazy. If I happen to come across a book or CD I remember, I'll probably buy it.
So, what are my plans for this coming week? How can I make this post a little bit more exciting and a little more informative?
This coming week, I'll be back at Sheridan after working at the Living Arts Centre this past week for convocation. On Wednesday, I'm meeting up with Carolyn to hear about her habitat for humanity project and to just get a chance to visit and hear how she's holding up. On Thursday, I'm supposed to go out for a night on the town with my co-workers as a sort of celebration because our manager got a new position in another department. We are not celebrating her departure (ok, I kind of am!!) but rather celebrating with her on her new appointment. I have never been one of those people who likes to get together with colleagues outside of work - there are so many things I'd rather be doing with my time - so hopefully, the evening will go well.
The good news about work really has to do with my co-worker, Darcie. She is an atheist but has recently bought a bible. She plans to read through it. So, I am really praying that I might be able to be the light God wants me to be in this situation and that God would give me all of the words He would like me to say to her, if He would like me to say anything at all. I am such a fool when it comes to communication sometimes. I am quick to say things and make fun of things and deride things and this speaking without thinking really limits my witness to others. It is one huge weakness in my life and so I do feel I really need to rely on God to help me say EVERY word He wants to me to say because I can do a lot of damage very quickly. My tongue has been an instrument of destruction and there are many situations I look back on with remorse because I was so foolish. I do hate the pride and conceit that spews from my mouth and I do give thanks and praise to Christ for saving me from this body of death. So, if there is anyone who reads this post, please pray for Darcie as she reads the bible and please pray for me, that I might put a harness on this tongue of mine and that through my study of and meditation on God's Word, my Father might brand me with His words, that He might continually be working on my heart - sweeping out the dark chambers, stirring up and cleaning away the dust that has been sitting there for oh, so many years.