Day Twenty-Four: Sundays. Enough Said
I had every intention of visiting a few churches in the area this morning to see some of my friends and get an overload of the church experience. I was also delivering some books on my "marketing" push, something I dislike but find necessary to get the word out. I need to do my part I guess. :) Anyway, my first stop was to be Buckhead Church in, you guessed it, Buckhead, Georgia. If you're unfamiliar, it's just north of downtown Atlanta and is a bustling city all its own. Buckhead Church is dead in the center of the activity, having crafted a building to fit in with the office towers that literally surround it. It's very cool and a way that the church is tangibly taking on the face of its community.
I am staying with a friend in a town called Milton, which translates to North Nowheresville, USA. I am in a 100-year-old log cabin in the woods. No. I'm not exaggerating for effect. It's a 100-year-old cabin in the woods. And I love it.
However, I have GROSSLY underestimated just how long it takes to get from North Nowheresville to anywhere else. This brings me to Sunday. 7... (the countdown)
Elias has been tossing and turning at night with his cold, which keeps me up listening to and watching him. Last night was no different. But there was one change. After waking up early and me grasping for every second I could stay reclined with eyes closed, he went back to sleep... and I slept for the first time. Of all mornings, we woke up at 8:00 a.m. this morning. The morning I was supposed to be in Buckhead- which, if you recall is an eternity's drive away from North Nowheresville- at 9 a.m., we sleep 'til 8. Gotta love those rushed Sundays.
We somehow made it out the door and into civilization without being too terribly late. Elias ate breakfast on-the-go, and I prayed for grace as I sped down the freeway (not speeding, really... just pushing the edge of "over the speed limit") because I am, of course, still without a wallet, which means I am without legal proof that I can actually drive. Eeeek.
But we went to Buckhead Church this morning. And I'm SOOOO glad we did. Elias got to play with other children his age and was wisked away without a second's glance back at me. He loves people. I love that about him. I ran into some friends and got to hear an amazing teaching from Andy Stanley. It was encouraging and challenging... and it was confirmation of several things God has been speaking to me lately. It made me more confident in handing out my book for marketing to someone. It gave me permission to "do something" without feeling badly about taking responsibility. Not to take on the job of God... just to take on the responsibility He's given me. Good stuff.
So... my ambitious goal of visiting several churches ended with Buckhead Church. One. But it was enough. E is now about to go down for a nap, and I'm about to have my first cup of coffee today. And spend some time breathing and taking in the woods in North Nowheresville.
I'm getting excited about this book release. REALLY excited. :)
- C
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