Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Daily 5 - Year 2, Day 44

Today's Daily 5:
  1. the sights and smells of my favorite tea shop in Kensington.  the smell of incense mixed with tea and other aromas, and lots of hippies.  totally tells me I'm in Kensington.
  2. browsing for a few minutes in a bookshop that carries unique stuff, and adding several titles to check for at the library or on Amazon to my list
  3. laughing over tea with a friend
  4. going to my favorite bakery in Chinatown (Jing Jing Bakery on Centre Street if you're wondering)
  5. getting home just in time to miss the surprise rain storm that came out of nowhere
  6. walking through downtown on a relatively warm Indian summer day
  7. spotting a "palm tree" growing outside downtown
  8. getting a big hug from mom after surprising her with a coconut tart from the Chinese bakery
  9. the little bit of happiness in my mouth after that first bite of the pork bun I detoured to the Chinatown bakery especially to purchase
  10. the smell of a bakery
  11. macdonalds comfort food for supper
  12. skype and conversation and laughter with a friend tonight

Your Type Not Wanted

I loved this cartoon when it appeared on ASBO Jesus recently.

I'm a pastor's kid and I spent years as one of those question marks.  I also spent years working to conceal that I was one of those question marks.  I'll never forget some of the faces as I shared my testimony when I was baptised (by my dad) just weeks before my eighteenth birthday.  For the first time (and maybe the only time in that church), I talked about the fact that for the past six years I'd been asking major questions about my faith.  That I'd spent a lot of years pretty convinced that I didn't even want anything to do with this Christian thing.   That a church split that happened when I was ten had left me pretty convinced that most Christians were hypocrites and not people I wanted to know.  That I hated being a pastor's kid. And (though I'm not sure I actually said this in my testimony) that the only reason my butt was in a seat week after week for a lot of those years was that the rule in our house was that as long as we were under legal age (which is 18 here in Alberta) and living in mom and dad's house, on Sunday morning we would be in church.  There were a few pretty shocked faces as I shared.

Looking back I wonder if they would have been gracious about the questions.  But at the time, all I knew to do was hide them.  I hid them other places too, but mostly in church.  And these days, I meet people all the time who know what it's like to be "that type".  And I count it a privilege to stand up and tell them "me too" and I still love Jesus, and I know He loves me and welcomes me - questions and all.

Disneyland (California Part 5)

For nearly as long as I've known Lisa, I've known that she escapes to Disneyland in the same way that I escape to the Calgary Zoo to sit and visit with the gorillas.  She's also been telling me as long as we've been talking that Disneyland would be a must if I ever came to visit, and, once I actually booked plane tickets, I got a few emails telling me which specific day we would spend at Disneyland, based on her perusal of the Disney website and which rides would be open when.

I knew I'd absolutely enjoy spending a day at Lisa's favorite escape, but I'll admit here (and I admitted to her) that I was skeptical that a place known for people and crowds could actually be an escape for a more introverted, need time away from people, kind of person.  I just couldn't figure out how that would be an escape! 

It was!  It was a fantastic day, made all the more fun by Lisa's vast collection of knowledge about the park and how the "magic" actually happens.  I couldn't believe how time slid by, tried things I would have never tried if I wasn't with a friend I trusted, and generally had a great time.  I'll admit that when I closed my eyes that night, my dreams were spinning a little - as a first time experience it was perhaps almost overstimulating, but I'm eager to visit again and work past that feeling of overstimulation!

 The two of us together at the other Lisa's favorite escape.


 Hidden Mickey!
 Because the weather was - and the weather at home in Calgary that day involved snow!
 I was assured that one could not come to Disneyland for the first time and not meet Mickey.
 Because this cracked me up, and the sign somehow felt apropos for the state of my life lately!
 Mini Palm Tree, next to the miniature Agraba - Alladin's city.
This cracked me up, too.  This is a bird, in miniature London.  It gives a great sense of scale, no?