I had a cute encounter earlier today. I had finished work and was going to the supermarket to pick up some supplies. As I was coming to the escalator leading down to the supermarket, the kind of escalator that is flat so shopping trolleys (carts) can go on them, a woman with a baby and two small children and an older woman were getting on the escalator (isn’t escalator such a great word?), but the little girl, who was I would say around three years old, just stood at the top and watched as her family slowly drifted away from her. They were trying to encourage her to get on and saying she would be fine, but she seemed too afraid and remained there frozen. I was standing a little behind waiting to see what would happen, so the grandmother (I’m guessing that’s who she was) looked up at me and said, “Can you bring her?” My usual response with strangers is to not involve myself because I feel awkward, but I felt badly for the child, so I gently lifted her onto the escalator and stepped on beside her, fully expecting that now she was on she would go and join her family. Instead she grasped my finger very tightly and didn’t let go the whole way down.
Isn’t it fun when you’re at a midweek gathering for the volunteers that keep the church going and at the end of worship the pastor calls you out in front of everyone and says basically that you might think you stumbled into being a leader by mistake and feel like you don’t know how it happened, but that God has a plan for you and such…
I can’t even tell you what a privilege it is to serve alongside the people I do, and to call Hillsong Melbourne home.
Some points to remember:
- God never passes anyone by
- God is always faithful
- It’s not about me
- We can’t serve if we’re empty (what does not being empty look like?)
It can be so easy to be swept along by the tide of life and forget to stop and think. I’ve hardly ever been good at staying updated with what’s happening in my life on here, because life is just… life? and it keeps going and keeps going, but considering how bad I am at staying in touch with people I should probably at least make an effort.
So as you know, it’s winter. Melbourne just suffered its way through the coldest July in 20 years (it didn’t feel all that cold to me, but whatever). This has found me sitting wrapped in a duvet and basically on top of my heater most of the time. I’m ready for a change.
Church is going well… it feels good to be part of a community with some really great people, and to have a team of volunteers around me who feel like a family (I don’t know if I’ve mentioned but for the past few months I’ve been given the responsibility of overseeing the whole hosting team for one of the evening services, which considering we meet in a theatre which has three levels, and is quite a juggle logistically, is no small challenge).
(That’s me in the beanie in the top left picture)
Work has been going along nicely as well. I’ve been managing more consistently and been feeling a lot more settled in general. I was just thinking the other day about how great it is to work with actual adults, most of whom can be relied on to take responsibility for their work and get it done, as well as just be great to be around in general. I’ve had some annoying technical stuff happen on my shifts in the last couple of weeks, and the staff just keep things going whilst I’m running back and forth like a crazy person. We’ve got a good team.
And lastly, it’s my favourite time of year: the International Film Festival. This year I have 25 films booked (just nine left to go now before it finishes up at the weekend), I’m pretty sure that’s more than I had last year even. I haven’t had any huge stand-outs this year, mostly because none of my favourite directors have films playing, and I’ve also not gone to a lot of films because they’re already scheduled for release at work over the next few months. I’m going to predict that my favourite film playing this years festival is one that I won’t see for a while… the new adaptation of Macbeth by Australian director Justin Kurzel, which looks A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. I had an early feeling it would play the festival but it wasn’t in the programme, then on Tuesday they announced it as a surprise screening this Sunday afternoon. It is already sold out, and also I couldn’t have gone anyway because church. But seriously. It releases theatrically here in October, and I can’t wait.
Anything else? Oh love life. What love life? Forever alone. Undateable. Yadda yadda yadda. Singletons unite!
Life. Oh life. Ooooh li-i-i-i-fe. Oh life. Do-do-do-do.
There is definitely some sort of rodent in my bedroom right now! And there has been for a couple of days. I can hear them rustling around in my cupboard right now this minute. The other night they were in my wardrobe; up to no good I’m sure. I will name them Boudicca. I just threw them some almonds. It’s important to be hospitable to guests.
My life has a certain… shapeliness? I work every day. I include church in that, because being a volunteer, leading volunteer teams every week, it’s not exactly restful. I have one day to myself. One day a week. Wednesday has become my Sabbath. The day where I have no demands on my time. I get to decide what I do. I don’t have to be subjected to the whims of others. Except even then I do. This is what it means to live with people.
A stranger has come To share my room in the house not right in the head A girl mad as birds
This is a quote from Love in the Asylum by Dylan Thomas, and while it doesn’t relate to me because for me it isn’t about my love life (what love life… forever alone, etc. etc.), I can always relate to it. The tyranny of the other, and the inability to reconcile with the inevitability of misunderstandings. I am grumpy and horrible. I don’t want to be a hermit. But on my day off I don’t want to see people who don’t live here. So I choose instead to avoid all contact. Except by prior arrangement and with plenty of time for warm up.
IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR NO ONE TO BE HERE ON WEDNESDAYS? JUST WEDNESDAYS? I ONLY HAVE ONE DAY. ONE DAY. ONE DAY. ONE. DAY.
Okay, end rant.
“sorry i didn’t respond to your text i was disenchanted with the entire human experience,” a thrilling new memoir by me
file under: quotes from the internet that are relevant to my entire life
Suf-y says, “Happy 4th! We’re all gonna die.”
This is a frame depicting Harrison Ford and Sean Young from the acclaimed 1982 film Blade Runner. Based on possibly the best-titled (science-fiction) novel of all time, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K. Dick, this strange and dreamlike film was directed by arguably the worst (popular) film director of all time, Ridley Scott. This is of course only my opinion.
Just weighed myself, because, you know… and I can confirm that the removal of 1x soul-sucking life troll has resulted in several kilos of weight gain.