I’m feeling–how shall I put it?–feeling tired. Or as the southern might better say, “Tahred.” Pretty much as wrung out as my buddy Spud, pictured here:
Things I learned in the week since school let out?
– I love (read: cherish and relish) working with MKs. There’s just no higher calling at this point in my life, given what my life has been and what my life’s purpose is.
– I know MKs…which is an odd statement from someone who is one. But somewhere along the course of 16 years in this place, I think I began to forget why it was that I came for a year in 1991 and ended up staying until now. I came because I felt I had something to offer, given the vantage point of a lifetime spent as the child of missionaries. This conference offered conversations with friends and strangers that reminded me that I really do have a unique perspective as a survivor of the harsher realities of missions and a miraculously healed former walking-wounded.
– I need music. It had been such a long time since I’d used my voice to lead others in worship, and I realized again, as I stood on stage with a group of talented musicians listening to 400 believers from around the world mingling their voices in praise to God that there are few moments in life when I commune more closely with my Creator than when I’m leading others to join me in praise.
– I chose my college major correctly! Being involved even briefly with the video crew shooting promotional material for a DVD meant to recruit new ACSI teachers, I found adrenaline flowing down synapses it hadn’t reached in a while. “Acting” in the reconstruction of a classroom lesson, answering tough questions during a personal interview, and paying attention simultaneously to form, content and appearance during several segments reminded me of the original reasons I chose Communications as a major! I’m not directly involved in what I studied anymore (except for the massive informal communication relationships require), but it sure is nice to remember that I love what I studied and that what I studied is helping me love others.
– I require sleep. AND, I’m pleased to say, it’s still cool enough at nights that I can cozy up to my comforter and purr. And that, my friends, is one of the greatly overlooked luxuries of life!
But in the midst of all of the conference busyness, I had the wonderful honor of meeting a young lady named, quite appropriately, Stargirl–and I can’t end this entry without introducing you to her! She turned up at my apartment after one particularly tiring day and, along with her cohorts, created one of the funnest memories of this “break” so far!
And now? Now I have a handful of days to recuperate before heading off to Italy for three days–and recuperation, in Michele’s world, looks something like this: