How to measure a year?

There are two weeks left in my first year with PUSH. On June 5th we start a short run at a theatre in Rochester followed by two days of regular shows. This takes us to June 10th, which is marked on my calendar as the last day of the Trainee program.

Whew. Oct 2nd to June 10th. Crazy times.

Don’t worry, I won’t get all sappy and do a year recap in this post. I’m not a huge fan of soliloquizing in any case. (This does make blogging difficult at times…)

The thought that comes to mind is actually a line from the musical Rent.
How do you measure a year in the life of friends?

Not much of a line, but it speaks to the idea of counting time in something other than minutes and seconds.

Some results from that train of thought:

  • Friendships gained – I have a lot of friends up here who I value very highly.
  • Friendships left – physical proximity is a huge barrier. I’ve also firmly put most of my college friendships in the ‘past’ category – not all by any means, just most.
  • Career growth- instead of constantly creating the method and means to go forward, I spent this year learning and following others.
  • Personal growth – always hard to define, but I definitely have made some marked improvements (I think) in the manner and style by which I encounter the world. In particular I feel like I’ve filled in a lot of the gaps in my life that constantly left me on shaky ground.
  • Etc… – it’s hard, nay!, Impossible! to name everything that changed over so many months. Here’s to the ‘Unknown Detail’ upon this Mars Hill (I’m currently on ‘Walnut Hill’, but I don’t think that makes for as clear an allusion).

The occasion on which I’m feeling so reflective is that today was my final day in the studio for this season. I think we (PUSH) noticed this coming up a few weeks ago and then didn’t think any more on the subject until it was under our feet and gone. Combine this with the residual experiences from my excursion back to Jackson two weeks ago (!) and I went all thoughtful and introspective.

The final note for this go-around has to do with that oh-so-clever segue about my trip to Jackson… alright, it was just a normal segue – but at least I made it somewhat ironic!

*Ahem* The segue was SUPPOSED to mention how I felt like that trip put an endcap on my experience here. With all the maturing and changing I’ve experienced, going home felt like I was trying to act like another person. I wasn’t, but the general expectations from people who haven’t seen much of me for almost a year were disconcerting.

However, it was kinda cool how I was able to meet my family and good friends at a new place. It was good to remember who I’ve been and then find ways to pick out elements of that to reincorporate into who I am now. I wish I had more time to process those things with everyone back home, but alas this was not to be.

Oh well, that will be for next time.

Now, for an updated reading list!

What I’m Reading Now:
Planet Narnia: The Seven Heavens in the Imagination of C. S. Lewis by Michael Ward

On the Shelf:
The Necessity of Theater by Paul Woodruf
The Celebration of Discipline by Richard Foster

A Week in the ‘Ssip’

Wow. I don’t think I’ve packed a week this full since I was in college.

Between meeting friends, attending my sister’s graduation, and driving mission teams to small airports in Louisiana it’s been a crazy week.

upside down in the waterOh yeah. I also presented a talk and short performance at my home church Sunday evening.

And…! I could go on, but I won’t. Brain is severely lacking sleep-like functions at the moment. I think I got to sleep before 11 pm once this week – and that day I was getting up at 4:30 am.

I’ll probably try to put up some more thoughts soon, but I wanted to toss up something since I hadn’t in a few weeks.

Enjoy the random picture. It’s not photoshopped believe it or not.

Home again, home again…

mississippi.gifI’ll be back in Mississippi for a week from May 12th through the 19th. I’m looking forward to this and hope to fill up the days as much as possible while I’m there. I’ll be speaking at my home church on the 18th about my ministry up here with PUSH – I don’t know yet if this will simply be a brief speech that morning or an additional evening event as well. I’ll post the details when I know them.

I’m actually in the middle of watching the movie Adaptation as I write this. It’s pretty cool, all about a guy who’s writing a script that happens to be the one you’re watching. Trippy.

It’s bringing up interesting thoughts about life – which seems to be a common thread in all the media I’ve consumed recently. I’m still reading Ravi Zacharius’ book The Grand Weaver (which I highly recommend), which has been a nice closer to the book I read before it: unChristian.

unChristian coverunChristian was a spooky read. It presents research into Christianity in America that lends credence to just about every hunch I’ve had about how our society and culture view Christians. It also presented research on current culture that was equally helpful.

It’s kinda weird to struggle through myriads of conversations, assumptions, and general skepticism about your understanding of the world – and then have scientific research swoop in to take your side. unCrhistian will probably be a game changer for me – even though I’m not changing anything (weird, huh?).

Speaking of change, I’m moving into more work with PUSH for the next month or so. Tom Ohl is in the final stages of phasing out of PUSH to pursue his career in teaching and deaf education more fully. This leaves the current PUSH roster with three guys: Darren, Topher, and me. Seeing as Tom was performing alongside on or the other of these guys, that leaves many of his roles to me.

galileotomhaly.jpgThis is pretty cool, but at the same time scary and a major challenge. This is due in large part to the fact that I am performing right on the edge of my abilities to learn Tom’s parts. This move in particular is difficult for me. –>

The result of this new performance repertoire is a set of extremely sore legs and arms. One might be able to imagine why from this photograph. I thought I had discovered all the odd little muscles in my body that no one else uses… I was wrong.

Since I met him, Tom has been an inspiration. His presence on stage is so vital and nuanced; not even bringing up his technical skill which could stand on its own merit. And this is outside of his real life off the stage – which is even more amazing.

Que serra…

Finally, I thought I’d add in a short set of references to what I’m currently (or future-ly) digesting in book form.

Jiggity jog!

What I’m Reading Now:
unChristian by David Kinnaman
The Grand Weaver by Ravi Zacharaius

On the Shelf:
The Celebration of Discipline by Richard Foster
The Necessity of Theater by Paul Woodruf