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(Typed while listening to Al Mohler’s program)
Last Saturday, my beloved M and I went to our agreed-upon wedding cake supplier to place a down payment for our cake. We’ve already been there twice (was it?) before, but still we spent a good amount of time going through their photo album. We were looking at the different designs even though we already had a certain idea of what the cake would look like – yea high, all edible, etc.
Instead of just pointing at the pictures and saying, “I want that… I don’t like that… Change the color on this…” I took it upon myself to give way to my so-called obsessive-compulsive nature. (Frankly, I have no idea where people get the notion that I am OC.)
I took a pen (my pen actually, since I always carry a pen with me – I feel naked without my pen) and drew the cake on a piece of paper the supplier lent me. My beloved M commented that I took particular pains to make sure the ellipses were perfect. I took several sneak peeks at my watch while I was sketching (I always make sure I wear a watch; I feel naked without my watch) to make sure I don’t spend too much time. In the end though, I came up with a very good sketch of a cake. (My architectural training probably had something to do with it.)
Why did I do that? I did it because I didn’t want to get into any misunderstanding with the supplier. Including all necessary details in the sketch means that there will be less chances of making a mistake. I’m glad I did it when I saw the form the lady at the cake store gave me to fill out. It had a little square where customers are supposed to put their cake details in.
I don’t think all my details would have fit in that box.
Just rambling.
Today is a “not your typical” Lord’s Day – It’s my beloved M’s birthday! And since thinking about M makes me think of all things wonderful, I’ve thought of a wonderful way to keep track of my entries: use the date (in six digit formats) instead of numbering the similar entries in an ordinal manner (i.e., 1, 2, 3, etc.). M inspires me even in the little things!
On a more divine scale – since this is the Lord’s Day – the psalm below gave me pause.
Psalm 122A SONG OF ASCENTS. OF DAVID.
I was glad when they said to me,
“Let us go to the house of the LORD!”
2 Our feet have been standing within your gates, O Jerusalem!
3 Jerusalem- built as a city that is bound firmly together,
4 to which the tribes go up, the tribes of the LORD,
as was decreed for Israel, to give thanks to the name of the LORD.
A lot of people might say humility is not my cup of tea. It’s more my cough medicine. (You know what I mean.) Be that as it may, the psalm above gave me something to think about: When was the last time I really felt happy coming into God’s presence on Sunday mornings? Speaking for myself, I can’t remember. Most of the time, I don’t feel like I’m worshiping on Sundays, because most of the time, there’s always something that comes up to take my attention away from God on Sundays. It could be a technical glitch, or a last minute announcement from people who should know better, but don’t. Or it could just be, well, anything. Mind you, I’m not a lazy git. I don’t wait till the last minute to finish whatever needs to be done for Sunday. Granted the last one doesn’t happen all the time (thank God!) but the point is no matter how hard I try, there’s always something that comes up Sunday morning to take my attention away from God. As mentioned, I’m speaking for myself. I don’t know if other ministers or pastors feel the same way.
What to do about this? The easy way is to shirk off the responsibilities. I could also go the rude route and tell people off for ruining my supposed-to-be beautiful Sunday. I could go to another church wherein I don’t have any responsibilities. (That’s a thought!).
What I do now is to make the most of it. I want to end today’s post on a happy note. It’s still Sunday. It’s still God’s Day. It’s still his voice we hear, calling his people to worship. It’s still his presence we should seek. Distractions will always come and they will always be here (like the poor) to stay.
And ignore the person trying to get your attention because she has some last-minute announcement she needs to deliver.
“Finitum non capax infinitum.”
PS This post isn’t finished. It’s just there to whet your appetite.
(Many, many thanks to Rev. Dennis Yam for purchasing the DVD set in my behalf.)
Some of my spare time these days are spent watching a DVD adaptation of one of my favorite books, The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame. I agree with those who say that this adaptation, made by Cosgrove Hall, is one of the best. It captures very well the magic of the world created by Grahame, as well as the attributes of each of the main characters.
If you want to listen to the theme song from the series, here’s a link to Ralph Mctell’s website – Wind in the Willows song.
“Finitum non capax infinitum.”
PS. No, you may not borrow my DVD set to make your bootlegged copy. Buy your own. Or go to Youtube. Or better yet, go to National Bookstore (”The total bookstore, where the only thing less is the price.”) or Powerbooks and buy your own copy. ’nuff said.
Update: Pictured on the left is the cover for the Season 1 DVD. The main characters (from L-R): Badger, Mole, Rat, and Toad of Toad Hall. Cosgrove Hall did an adaptation of the book, and followed with a series, which ran for four seasons.
I’m sure not everyone will agree, but tarantulas make very fine and interesting pets. They don’t require much care, unlike dogs, cats, or perhaps even hamsters. I can state several reasons why I like tarantulas as pets:
- They are good conversation pieces. Really.
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Unlike with paintings and other works of art, one doesn’t have to pretend to like the spider to make the owner feel happy. I own a spider and I certainly don’t mind if people get freaked out. (Try that with a painting. Remark to the owner that he has an ugly painting on his wall and you’ll have war on your hands.)
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Apropos to the points above: You don’t have to know much about spiders. Hey, we tarantula lovers would love to sit down with you over a cup of coffee and explain away the beauty of God’s creation in the form of a web-weaving, insect-eating little wonder.
Pictured is my little (relatively) harmless Green Bottle Blue Tarantula (chromatopelma cyaneopubescens) named, Suffix. (Click on the thumbnail to get a clearer view.) I used to have two spiders, but Prefix, my phlogeillus baeri, managed to escape from his container and is now hiding domiciled somewhere in some obscure corner of my room.
And in case you’re wondering, yes, all my pets have an -ix ending to their names. I’ll tell you why in another post.
