Hey you, how are ya?
Alrighty then, I guess it's past time for an entry.
What to write and do I have time... While the "what" remains to be seen, the time question is easy... No, I don't.
Let's start off with the obvious from the last time I blogged... time.
This last week has been fun, crazy and a little scary.
No, my children have not colored their hair magenta or cyan blue. This actually describes what it's like to move a fairly large church into a new building.
As you may or may not know, our last facility was a cool old synagoge. It sat next to a nursing home which owns the land. They decided it would be more prudent to tear it down and add more assisted living facilities. This is where our adventure begins...
Over the last few years God had led us to this really awesome property that is less than a mile from our house! Woo Hoo! (OK, we're happy so far about the distance thing. I'll update whether we're still thrilled in a few months.) But I digress...
The church was built in three disconnected sections. Sounds strange, but really cool.
The offices were done awhile ago, the kid's building just got its permit, and the auditorium will not be done until the beginning of February. I didn't get to tell you the fun part yet - We had to be out of the old place by last Monday at 12:00 PM.
To say the least, this has presented a few problems.
In times like this, even some of our skeptics can't help but see the facts that not only does God exist, it also proves He has a sense of humor.
At 2:00 PM last Sunday the madness began. The remaining loose ends were packed up and transfered to the new place. We've rented an extremely large climate controlled tent that will hold (I believe) up to 700 people. Great the adults are taken care of... now for the kids (needless to say, we are keeping four services for now).
All I can really tell you so far is that it's coming along. It will be incredible in a few weeks. For now... it will hold people and be... appropriate.
Sadly, this is the best entry I can give you. Right now we are living, eating, and breathing the move. It's now roughly 9:15 PM on Friday and still so much to do.
Call me crazy, but... I think it's only fitting that we won't have everything perfect for our first service (at least in the kid's building). We can get so caught up in what "we" did, that we forget who is really doing it and why we are there in the first place.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Movin' on up...
Hey you, how are ya?
Alrighty then, I guess it's past time for an entry.
What to write and do I have time... While the "what" remains to be seen, the time question is easy... No, I don't.
Let's start off with the obvious from above... time.
This last week has been fun, crazy and a little scary.
No, my children have not colored their hair magenta or cyan blue. This actually describes what it's like to move a fairly large church into a new building.
As you may or may not know, our last facility was a cool old synagoge. It sat next to a nursing home which owns the land. They decided it would be more prudent to tear it down and add more assisted living facilities. This is where our adventure begins...
Over the last few years God had led us to this really awesome property that is less than a mile from our house! Woo Hoo! (OK, we're happy so far about the distance thing. I'll update whether we're still thrilled in a few months.) But I digress...
The church was built in three disconnected sections. Sounds strange, but really cool.
The offices were done awhile ago, the kid's building just got its permit, and the auditorium will not be done until the beginning of February. I didn't get to tell you the fun part yet - We had to be out of the old place by last Monday at 12:00 PM.
To say the least, this has presented a few problems.
In times like this, even some of our skeptics can't help but see the facts that not only does God exist, it also proves He has a sense of humor.
At 2:00 PM last Sunday the madness began. The remaining loose ends were packed up and transfered to the new place. We've rented an extremely large climate controlled tent that will hold (I believe) up to 700 people. Great the adults are taken care of... now for the kids (needless to say, we are keeping four services for now).
All I can really tell you so far is that it's coming along. It will be incredible in a few weeks. For now... it will hold people and be... appropriate.
Sadly, this is the best entry I can give you. Right now we are living, eating, and breathing the move. It's now roughly 9:15 PM on Friday and still so much to do.
Call me crazy, but... I think it's only fitting that we won't have everything perfect for our first service (at least in the kid's building). We can get so caught up in what "we" did, that we forget who is really doing it and why we are there in the first place.
In Him,
Tammy
Alrighty then, I guess it's past time for an entry.
What to write and do I have time... While the "what" remains to be seen, the time question is easy... No, I don't.
Let's start off with the obvious from above... time.
This last week has been fun, crazy and a little scary.
No, my children have not colored their hair magenta or cyan blue. This actually describes what it's like to move a fairly large church into a new building.
As you may or may not know, our last facility was a cool old synagoge. It sat next to a nursing home which owns the land. They decided it would be more prudent to tear it down and add more assisted living facilities. This is where our adventure begins...
Over the last few years God had led us to this really awesome property that is less than a mile from our house! Woo Hoo! (OK, we're happy so far about the distance thing. I'll update whether we're still thrilled in a few months.) But I digress...
The church was built in three disconnected sections. Sounds strange, but really cool.
The offices were done awhile ago, the kid's building just got its permit, and the auditorium will not be done until the beginning of February. I didn't get to tell you the fun part yet - We had to be out of the old place by last Monday at 12:00 PM.
To say the least, this has presented a few problems.
In times like this, even some of our skeptics can't help but see the facts that not only does God exist, it also proves He has a sense of humor.
At 2:00 PM last Sunday the madness began. The remaining loose ends were packed up and transfered to the new place. We've rented an extremely large climate controlled tent that will hold (I believe) up to 700 people. Great the adults are taken care of... now for the kids (needless to say, we are keeping four services for now).
All I can really tell you so far is that it's coming along. It will be incredible in a few weeks. For now... it will hold people and be... appropriate.
Sadly, this is the best entry I can give you. Right now we are living, eating, and breathing the move. It's now roughly 9:15 PM on Friday and still so much to do.
Call me crazy, but... I think it's only fitting that we won't have everything perfect for our first service (at least in the kid's building). We can get so caught up in what "we" did, that we forget who is really doing it and why we are there in the first place.
In Him,
Tammy
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Happy New Year!
Wow! I must be getting old.
Yesterday I had another reality check that my kids are growing up. First, there was not one single kid's toy on the Christmas list this year. Now, they didn't want to hang with us on New Year's Eve. Why not? I'm still cool! I'm young... ok, I'm not twenty, but I'm not like... really old. I mean, I still even used the word "like" in that last sentence!
So today starts out with the plan that two of my boys are going to a Youth group High School party. Ben, my baby... I don't care if he is thirteen, he'll be bringing grandkids over at 35 and still be my baby!
He decided he wanted to spend the night with a friend. They didn't want to be with us?!? Alright, I finally got over it and was looking forward to going to a friend's house to hang out, play some games, watch a movie, etc.
Matthew leaves to drop off the boys and suddenly a change of plans is in the works. It seems their party was canceled. Bummer for them... believe it or not, now bummer for us. As upset as I was that this would be the first year they would not be with us, I found that I was actually disappointed our date was off.
I finally had the reality check that life goes on. Obviously not for us yet, as our children sat in the living room watching the NY ball drop, but it will soon.
All in all it ended with Ben (our youngest) at his friend's house; Brandon and Alex at our home with two of their very good friends playing video games and being goofy (like all teenage boys); Matthew playing on his computer upstairs and I playing on mine in the kitchen. Still not how I envisioned it, but we were "together"... minus one.
Disclaimer:
We did all end up in the living room at midnight to see the ball re-drop from the east coast. Matthew and I even gave our yearly midnight kiss to the dismay and yucks of all the children present.
I realize that we did not spend every moment of this night in the same room with the boys like we used to. Since they had friends over, we gave them free reign in most of the house, including the living room. As much as I wish I could; I have to say that I cannot pull up the same excitment and enthusiasm they have about the latest edition of Star Wars Battlefront. Therefore, they can have the TV.
What did I learn?Even though my kids are growing up, I will survive and yes, maybe even thrive. I love my children so much, but they are also becoming cool adults. I've learned that while they may be on the fast track to adulthood, they are still not afraid to hug me in front of their friends and ask my opinion from time to time.
I've also learned that coolness is over rated. At this point though, I'd like to note that I used the words "bummer" and "hang out" in the second paragraph.
Happy New Year... you!
In His care, Tammy
Yesterday I had another reality check that my kids are growing up. First, there was not one single kid's toy on the Christmas list this year. Now, they didn't want to hang with us on New Year's Eve. Why not? I'm still cool! I'm young... ok, I'm not twenty, but I'm not like... really old. I mean, I still even used the word "like" in that last sentence!
So today starts out with the plan that two of my boys are going to a Youth group High School party. Ben, my baby... I don't care if he is thirteen, he'll be bringing grandkids over at 35 and still be my baby!
He decided he wanted to spend the night with a friend. They didn't want to be with us?!? Alright, I finally got over it and was looking forward to going to a friend's house to hang out, play some games, watch a movie, etc.
Matthew leaves to drop off the boys and suddenly a change of plans is in the works. It seems their party was canceled. Bummer for them... believe it or not, now bummer for us. As upset as I was that this would be the first year they would not be with us, I found that I was actually disappointed our date was off.
I finally had the reality check that life goes on. Obviously not for us yet, as our children sat in the living room watching the NY ball drop, but it will soon.
All in all it ended with Ben (our youngest) at his friend's house; Brandon and Alex at our home with two of their very good friends playing video games and being goofy (like all teenage boys); Matthew playing on his computer upstairs and I playing on mine in the kitchen. Still not how I envisioned it, but we were "together"... minus one.
Disclaimer:
We did all end up in the living room at midnight to see the ball re-drop from the east coast. Matthew and I even gave our yearly midnight kiss to the dismay and yucks of all the children present.
I realize that we did not spend every moment of this night in the same room with the boys like we used to. Since they had friends over, we gave them free reign in most of the house, including the living room. As much as I wish I could; I have to say that I cannot pull up the same excitment and enthusiasm they have about the latest edition of Star Wars Battlefront. Therefore, they can have the TV.
What did I learn?Even though my kids are growing up, I will survive and yes, maybe even thrive. I love my children so much, but they are also becoming cool adults. I've learned that while they may be on the fast track to adulthood, they are still not afraid to hug me in front of their friends and ask my opinion from time to time.
I've also learned that coolness is over rated. At this point though, I'd like to note that I used the words "bummer" and "hang out" in the second paragraph.
Happy New Year... you!
In His care, Tammy
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Cards! Lights! Toys! Oh My!
I did it! Finally, all the Christmas volunteer cards are out! The scary part... I know I missed someone. If that someone is reading this, I am so sorry. There were well over 200 and (obviously without thinking) I mailed them in three sets, so I never did a complete head count.
Christmas...
It's almost over. Usually, I'm a little more bummed about this fact, but for some reason it doesn't feel like we ever got started! Don't get me wrong, we've been doing the holiday thing. We went to the Trail of Lights at Zilker, bought a Gingerbread House kit (it's not together yet, but it's there), attended Christmas parties and decorated the inside and outside of the house. OK, OK, the outside only has two net lights over the bushes and one on the big tree that doesn't work yet, but again... it's there! It's totally the thought that counts, right?
Strangely enough there is one more thing that makes me sad about this Christmas... there were no toys on the boys' Christmas Lists this year. Gone are the days of Hot Wheels and Ninja Turtles. Have you any idea the difference in price between those little cars and a Pocket PC? Several hundred dollars, now multiply that by three... can you feel my pain?
Seriously, I have to say that they aren't greedy kids, it's just a reality of life.
Now the big test. I'm getting ready to sign out and post this. I have no idea if the spacebar is working yet. It looks fine on here, but then again, so did the other one and most of the wordsreadlikethis,howannoying.
Hope you are all having an amazing Christmas.
BTW That's Christmas, not holiday or just season.
No worries, you won't find me protesting in front of WalMart, I just think it's stupid to change it.
Christmas...
It's almost over. Usually, I'm a little more bummed about this fact, but for some reason it doesn't feel like we ever got started! Don't get me wrong, we've been doing the holiday thing. We went to the Trail of Lights at Zilker, bought a Gingerbread House kit (it's not together yet, but it's there), attended Christmas parties and decorated the inside and outside of the house. OK, OK, the outside only has two net lights over the bushes and one on the big tree that doesn't work yet, but again... it's there! It's totally the thought that counts, right?
Strangely enough there is one more thing that makes me sad about this Christmas... there were no toys on the boys' Christmas Lists this year. Gone are the days of Hot Wheels and Ninja Turtles. Have you any idea the difference in price between those little cars and a Pocket PC? Several hundred dollars, now multiply that by three... can you feel my pain?
Seriously, I have to say that they aren't greedy kids, it's just a reality of life.
Now the big test. I'm getting ready to sign out and post this. I have no idea if the spacebar is working yet. It looks fine on here, but then again, so did the other one and most of the wordsreadlikethis,howannoying.
Hope you are all having an amazing Christmas.
BTW That's Christmas, not holiday or just season.
No worries, you won't find me protesting in front of WalMart, I just think it's stupid to change it.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
December 10th... Already?
Well... so far I'm not off to such an awesome start.
I'm not feeling especially creative today, so if your looking for something a little wittier like the last post, you may want to try again later in the week.
I really just wanted to post something so that I would keep going.
I'm still trying to figure out what these things are for exactly. From my understanding it's supposed to be kind of like a diary... I only had one diary when I was a little girl and it had a lock and key. This venue hardly has the luxury of a dime store lock.
Come to think of it, even the lock on my diary was broken off by my little brother - Good thing he couldn't read.
OK, where to start...
Today is the tenth... After Thanksgiving I gave myself a goal for this day: To have completed and mailed out all 200+ Christmas cards - doesn't look like that's gonna happen. My new goal: Monday the 12th. Yes, I realize that's the day after tomorrow. If nothing else, coming up with a new goal will make me get out here again.
My youngest son did do something very nice for us all today. He made some money and decided to use it for Christmas presents for all of us. He took us to see Narnia. Great film... We were really ready to be disappointed. You give Hollywood a great movie (especially with a spiritual element) and you know they're gonna mess it up. Not so with this one. It strayed from the book here and there, but there are also timing issues, I guess. All in all this is one I'd like to own. Unlike my son, I'm not a big movie person. Once I've seen it, been there/done that, what's the point in owning it? Titanic doesn't count - so y'all can just hush.
There is one thing for sure that I'm feeling right now, a massive stomach ache. This movie theater leaves the butter in the lobby so you can put it on yourself. Ben was in charge of adding the butter. Not just to the top- no, no, no! To make it right, first, you have them fill the popcorn bag halfway so that you can butter it up in the middle. Next, return it to the clerk to finish filling up the bag and then you can top it off with even more butter! Ben knows his job and does it well, except the bag slipped and was now covered inside and out in this slippery artificial dairy product... Needless to say illness is imminent from the moment we walk through those doors. I can feel my arteries clogging as I type this. I think I'll visit the medicine cabnet, find the Maalox, and call it a night.
In Him,
Tammy
BTW For some reason, this site wants to take out spaces where they should be. I've tried to fix it twice now and if it doesn't work this time... I'm giving up. Think of it as a bonus, like in school when you were given those "busy work" worksheets where you had to decode the secret messages. Have fun!
I'm not feeling especially creative today, so if your looking for something a little wittier like the last post, you may want to try again later in the week.
I really just wanted to post something so that I would keep going.
I'm still trying to figure out what these things are for exactly. From my understanding it's supposed to be kind of like a diary... I only had one diary when I was a little girl and it had a lock and key. This venue hardly has the luxury of a dime store lock.
Come to think of it, even the lock on my diary was broken off by my little brother - Good thing he couldn't read.
OK, where to start...
Today is the tenth... After Thanksgiving I gave myself a goal for this day: To have completed and mailed out all 200+ Christmas cards - doesn't look like that's gonna happen. My new goal: Monday the 12th. Yes, I realize that's the day after tomorrow. If nothing else, coming up with a new goal will make me get out here again.
My youngest son did do something very nice for us all today. He made some money and decided to use it for Christmas presents for all of us. He took us to see Narnia. Great film... We were really ready to be disappointed. You give Hollywood a great movie (especially with a spiritual element) and you know they're gonna mess it up. Not so with this one. It strayed from the book here and there, but there are also timing issues, I guess. All in all this is one I'd like to own. Unlike my son, I'm not a big movie person. Once I've seen it, been there/done that, what's the point in owning it? Titanic doesn't count - so y'all can just hush.
There is one thing for sure that I'm feeling right now, a massive stomach ache. This movie theater leaves the butter in the lobby so you can put it on yourself. Ben was in charge of adding the butter. Not just to the top- no, no, no! To make it right, first, you have them fill the popcorn bag halfway so that you can butter it up in the middle. Next, return it to the clerk to finish filling up the bag and then you can top it off with even more butter! Ben knows his job and does it well, except the bag slipped and was now covered inside and out in this slippery artificial dairy product... Needless to say illness is imminent from the moment we walk through those doors. I can feel my arteries clogging as I type this. I think I'll visit the medicine cabnet, find the Maalox, and call it a night.
In Him,
Tammy
BTW For some reason, this site wants to take out spaces where they should be. I've tried to fix it twice now and if it doesn't work this time... I'm giving up. Think of it as a bonus, like in school when you were given those "busy work" worksheets where you had to decode the secret messages. Have fun!
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