#22: Read the Bible

A Lutheran pastor once said to me: “(Members of another denomination) read the Bible but don’t understand it. Lutherans understand the Bible, but don’t read it.”

Admit it, Lutherans, it’s true. How many of us just sit down and read the Bible? To be fair, the lectionary gives us more during Sunday worship than the whims-of-whatever-point-the-pastor-is-trying-to-make (which is what churches who don’t use the lectionary get), but still.

I think I’ll be reading Eugene Peterson’s translation of the Bible, “The Message.” Say what you want, but it’s enjoyable. I actually like reading it. I’ve spent enough time being a student of the Bible. I earned my A’s in Old Testament, and New Testament, and Hermeneutics, and it made reading the Bible a chore, and I’m not really looking for another chore right now.

I’m also not doing this because I want to have any sort of artillery for fighting with people, because that’s not very nice.

But, it’s important that I read it. So, I’m gonna, and I’m going to like it.


Thirty (Weeks) of Indie Travel: Jane’s Prompt #4

Everyone makes mistakes. We forget to ask for Coke without ice in Mexico and spend the rest of the trip in the bathroom. Or we arrive at the airport for a 7pm flight only to realize the flight left at 7am. Tell us the story of your worst travel mistake.

I know what you’re probably thinking.

And, yes, nearly getting outlawed from New Zealand for smuggling contraband through customs is kind of a big mistake. BUT, even though it cost me (read: my mom) $200, I like to think that I paid for an amusing story to tell my grandchildren, someday. I don’t regret it.

What I do regret, and what I count as my worst travel mistake, is this:

I bought two tickets to Hobart, Tasmania.

That doesn’t sound like a big mistake, right? Tasmania is one of those places that just sounds awesome. Like, maybe Warner Brothers just made it up to give their Tasmanian Devil a home. But, no, it’s real, and we were planning a weekend trip to its capital city, Hobart. I bought my plane tickets, packed my bags, and minutes before we were ready to catch the bus I realized– holy crap.

I bought myself two tickets TO Hobart and no ticket home.

Another roommate who was not planning on going to Tasmania that weekend was sitting next to me: “Fabes, I don’t know if this will work, but do you want to go to Hobart with us?”

(Keep in mind, this is less than a half an hour before we were supposed to leave.) “Sure, why not?”

We get to the airport and I run to the service desk to see if I can transfer one of my tickets to her name and buy two more tickets back to Sydney. And here is what I regret: yes, we could buy the tickets, but it would cost a couple hundred dollars extra on that short of a notice. (They were less than $100 when I bought the originals.)

And, I couldn’t afford to do that. So, I cried and got back on the bus and went home. And, my friends had an amazing time in Tasmania without me.

And, until I started writing this, it never occurred to me that I could have bought my ticket home from Hobart with the money I spent trying to smuggle a green apple into New Zealand.

(Because I like pictures, here is one of my favorites from New Zealand. Since I spent so much money on my smuggling, I couldn’t spend any to travel on our day off. So, I stuck around Auckland with these beautiful people (one of whom was being punished) and had one of the most memorably lovely days of my whole semester.)

How’s it going, 2012?

I don’t know about you, but I am SO confused about what month it is. On one hand, December and January blew right by me and I can’t believe it’s already February. On the other hand, it’s 50 degrees outside, so for all I know it could be March or April.

One month ago, I posted my 2012 list of stuff-to-get-done. You probably don’t give a crap, but to keep me accountable, I’ve decided to check-in with myself at the beginning of each month.

Take high schoolers to the ELCA National Youth Gathering in New Orleans.
We paid the registration deposit and fundraising is in full swing! By the way, do you want to buy a pizza kit?

Run the Pittsburgh half with Ty (and Oliver!!)
It’s more likely that we will be running this (closer and cheaper) half marathon on the bike trail in Oil City.

Make and send  my “Pay-It-Forward” crafts from 2011.
These are getting MADE, just not SENT. I am done with 3/5, but have only actually given one of them. Oh, and I signed up to do it again in 2012, so I guess that means I have done 3/10. Yikes. Here is the necklace I made for my Aussie roommate, Jenn. The charm is a fairy door which I thought had the perfect amount of whimsy for my artsy old friend.

Finish a “commissioned” t-shirt quilt for a friend.
I did a lot of work on this at our last quilting retreat. I keep getting stuck because I never buy enough fusible interfacing for the backs of the shirts. But, regardless, progress is being made.

Finish robots for my thesis “investors.”
I got three done at camp, so I only have one more left to make! Technically, I guess I made one robot and two munching monsters. (How cute are those monsters?!)

Finish quilting UFO quilt.
I called this the UFO (unfinished object) quilt because I didn’t want to give away that it was a housewarming present for my friend Ashlee who recently  bought a house. I really like this pattern, but was stymied by the actual quilting so it took me forever to finish the dang thing. Here is the finished product. (Mom made a nice one, too.)

Finish Anne of Green Gables series.
Last month I read three chapters. Maybe.

Finish my thesis
I’m happy to report that my committee approved my proposal and I will be submitting my project to the Institutional Review Board this Thursday. Once the almighty IRB says that I won’t be doing my participants any harm, I will be good to go! Finally.

Oh, and in approximately 45 minutes, I will have watched every episode of Bones available on Netflix. Go me.