I warmed up at yoga this afternoon with Lauren. As we lay in savasana, we were instructed to let all the static fall by the way side. To be fully present, mindful of our breathing, but to not let all the background noise distract us.
Friday night, I stood in a hot dog shop next to Pippin's. While the guys got my order ready for two Chicago dogs and two dogs just ketchup, I had a moment. A moment where Vince Gauraldi filled my ears, where I watched couples and friends walking about down the city streets with christmas lights lit all over. A moment where I felt like I was in a holiday movie where the cameras were panning out and there I was standing alone.
But I wasn't alone. In fact I was in very good company. The Koster's were in town. And we were enjoying a beer at a hole-in-the-wall bar downtown that was playing Christmas tunes and decked out with boughs of holly. Since I had never tried a Chicago hot dog and we were all getting the munchies, it seemed appropriate to run next door for some grub. I found out I hate Chicago hot dogs. But now I can say I've tried them. Check. And I had a moment with Vince Gauraldi and the city lights.
Tonight, at the end of a fun filled wintery weekend, Elisabeth & I ran, literally, to Missio Dei at St. Paul's. We followed the advent liturgy and heard the words of Isaiah 40. We were reminded again to let all distractions and busyness fall by the wayside and to simply rest in the knowledge that we are loved. Again, reminded to be fully present and aware of why we are here and to whom we belong.Reminders. Hmmm sometimes they can be so redundant, unwanted. Like when you're in high school and every time you leave the house your parents tell you to be good. (Or when you're 25 and your parents still tell you to be good :) ...) I hesitate to say, however, that reminders are unneccessary, because I often think they are just what we need. Reminders that we're not alone, in fact we are in good, comforting, loving, faithful company.
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