Well, yes, you guessed it. I really am singing in the rain. It’s downpouring in Cumberland County today. We needed the rain so bad. But now it’s possible for flash flooding!
I love a good rain! Just watching it come down and then if you get a good thunder/lightning show, it’s just cherry on top. You see, I’m what they call part melancholy and part choleric. The choleric is the leader side. Make decisions. Get it done. The melancholy side says, let me think deeply about life while singing in the rain.
I’m a HUGE Walt Disney World fan. And without fail, every time my family goes, we always go thru The Great Movie Ride. This ride takes you slowly thru the progression of how movies became. One of them is a scene where Gene Kelly is literally singing in the rain. Although I’ve never seen the movie. Especially since it’s debut…
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I once considered myself a loner, and even an outcast. The ridiculous thing is I hung out with a group of outcasts and loners. This was my gang, my posse, my squad or whatever the hip kids are calling it now a days. More importantly we were a team. We knew each others strengths and weaknesses and how to work around them. Were we saving the world or promoting a great cause? No, we were mainly just watching terrible movies and eating junk food, but we knew exactly how to make it happen.
Couldn’t of said it better myself
I’ve been really puzzled by a recent theme here lately.
No, not our culture’s questionable obsession with unicorns, or the fact that our White House is turning over faster than a round of tequila shots on Cinco de Mayo.
I’m confused about society’s recent preoccupation with….aliens.
And if you think that was out of left field, well, so did I.
I mean, I feel like in the last year, we’ve just collectively, as a society, adopted this fixation with aliens! – Just scroll through the Netflix Options, and I swear – 1/3 of the shows have to do with aliens! Stranger Things, Alien Invasion, The X Files, Continuum, Signs, I mean, the list goes on and on.
This stuff is crazy – Tall Greys, Reptilians, The Andromedan – I mean, I did one Google search after listening to a podcast, and daaaang there’s a lot of wild stuff out there.
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In the Summer of 2014 I’d been married less than a year, had a three year old son and we’d just moved into our first apartment together after previously living with Liz’s father. Also that Summer the company that I had worked for the past two years was bought out and by that Fall my office was shut down and I was laid off. I would be unemployed for about a year and a lot would happen in that time.
Recently I was reading an article about how my generation had been reclassified. Being born in the early 80s people my age don’t fully identify with Millennials or Generation X so we’ve been dubbed Xennials. Generation X were mostly adults before the huge technology boom of almost everyone having internet and cell phones, and Millennials for the most part won’t remember a time when they didn’t have instant access to their favorite forms of entertainment. Xennials on the other hand grew up in the middle of the technology revolution.
For the past few weeks I’ve been considering our options at my church Restoration House as we make plans to reorganize and rebuild our youth ministry. During my 35 years I’ve been to quite a few different churches and spent many years away from the faith, which is a story for another time. I started thinking back to my early years and my first memories of church.
Like most people, when I wake up in the morning my first thought is I don’t want to, instead of being grateful for the fact that I woke up. At some point after a couple snooze buttons I usually reach for my phone, just in case I missed something on Facebook in the few hours I was asleep. Then from the urging of my bladder I head to the bathroom, on most days this is either followed by getting ready for work or making breakfast for my kids, some days both. This is followed by thinking of all the things I need to do trying to figure out how I’m going to make it all happen.