Happy Platypus Day

Shushy time. No, not quiet time, but shushy time. I've liked it. I think I'm a spoiled ministry student when it comes to it though. Next weekend I actually will have an assignment where I have to not use media for the entire weekend. Which means no Olympics, I hope curling isn't on. But yeah back to shushy time. As a student I have amazing prof's who get me to do things like make a mission statement for my fictitious youth group. It's also nice, that this is my 4th class to have this assignment. Here it is for you. "To grow in God, by living as a disciple of Christ, building relationships that reflect Him in all I do". Each time I do this assignment it changes just a little. And back to shushy time. This is those moments that God graces me with Joy. I've already explained Joy, so I like it a lot. But My shushy times are not always in my bed before or after my day starts. They are when He feels like teaching me. I have to/get to know Him better through these times, and learn to rely more fully on Him. I had an interview with a mission organization this week. Sarah, was who I had asking me questions. She gave me a compliment which took a bit to sink in. She told me that I seem to get a lot of things done. Well, yeah I like to finish things. But she was talking about new things, and making things different. I hadn't really thought of it that much, but it's true in a way. I do things differently, and in new ways, that aren't always better, but they are done, and my way.
It's around Valentine's Day, and my good friends are calling it Platypus Awareness Day instead (for their lack of grouping). But I didn't join the festivities, partly because when the planning was underway, I had other plans for the day, and didn't want to concede to the silliness after plans fell through. But While watching some of the sappy movies one comes to realize that movie relationships are kind of silly, and would most likely end in a restraining order in real life. If I were to walk up and kiss a girl I barely knew, and just said I'm sorry, you were just so beautiful, I had to. I'd get slapped. But girls tend to eat it up, and this leaves us hopeless romantic types to watch the Olympics, and eat pizza by ourselves on V-Day. But this is where I have run off course, much like the down hill skier who flew in the air and landed on a flag. So, much like that skier, I need to get myself checked out, make sure I look at my mission statement. Realize it is my missions statement, and focus on it. I can try and find that girl who wants me to walk up and kiss her, or at least would go get some coffee with me. But it only gets to happen while I am living out my mission statement. So for the rest of you, be careful, cause I'm not worried about things being awkward, or things getting messy, but I am worried about doing what I should be doing to bring glory to God. God loves me, and I love Him, and I love you too. (Mt 22)