Crap

I said crap in church today.

And not just one of those under my breath “Crap, where’s my nametag?” craps. Or like a “Crap. What IS that woman’s name?” crap.

No.

I said it into the microphone, because that’s how I roll.

I do the prayer in front of the whole church all youth-director style these days during first service, and before the prayer, sometimes I like to talk about God and whatnot.

And recently a friend of mine told me that the root of the word worship is dig, and that when we sing the opening songs (aka, WORSHIP) it’s a time to dig up all the crap in our lives and let it go so we can focus on God.

It’s something that stuck with me, so I decided to share.

All, “So, ya, it’s a time to dig up all the crap up our lives and let it go…”

I didn’t even think twice about it.

Or even one and a half about it.

But then, after service, I guess it got around that CRYSTAL SAID CRAP IN CHRUCH.

For shame.

I’m told “baggage” might have been a better choice or words.

I don’t know about you, but the crap in my life doesn’t look anything like luggage though. So ya.

It’s probably youth leader 101 or something though. “Find a way to say crap in chruch while talking about how awesome God is.”

A+ for me if it is.

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My life, in no particular order.

1. I signed up for Netflix to get a bonus for that stupid Social City game I play on Facebook because I have a crush on a 22-year-old boy named Jesse and he asked me to play. And then, when I got my first DVD in the mail, I accidentally ripped the return envelope, so I couldn’t mail it back. So, instead of putting it in a new envelope, I upgraded my plan so I could get another DVD and them mail them back together. All told, I’ve spent about $31 renting two discs from The Wire Season 1.

2. Commuting an hour each way to work still sucks for those thinking of moving an hour away from their jobs. I get so tired that I now spend an entire day each week sleeping during commercial breaks of USA network shows so I can recover from the drive.

3. The best part of living with April is that I can borrow her stuff!! Today, for example, I’m wearing some silver shoes she doesn’t like anymore and a set of bangle bracelet. Both are hers and both are fabulous! (Confession, the bangles are really annoying to type with, but I wore them all day anyway because they look so freaking cute).

4. I just had my mug shot taken for my newspaper and even though it’s only going to run in black and white I put on a full coat of make-up because I know that if I ever die in the type of freak accident that kills otherwise healthy 26-year-olds, my paper will totally run that photo large and in color on the front page.

5. WGN was at a meeting I that covered this week for work and I was in some of their shots and now I’m on TV!!! (HERE: http://tinyurl.com/3yjqws5) I’m in the blue dress with the gray sweater, with a laptop in front of me. I dare say my leg looks pretty.

6. Mad Men, the best TV show ever in the history of all things, starts Sunday, but I don’t have AMC (the channel) at my new place. Do you think that’s the kind of thing I could go into Buffalo Wild Wings and request to be put on the big screen?

7. I have fallen in love with food from Panda Express and the accompanying soy sauce packets they hand out by the truck load. The only problem is that there’s probably enough salt in their food to make me pee ocean water.

8. We got our videos of the mission trip last Sunday and it rocks and if you want to cry and be inspired and have your perspective kicked in the butt in less than 18 minutes, hit me up and we can watch it together.

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Spare change for a soda?

Every time I change something in my life, I reach right for the soda.

“Yes, I’ll have a taco – with no meat, add beans – and a water. Actually, no water. I’ll have a Dr. Pepper.”

It’s a bad sign.

I’m going through a lot of changes right now. With the move, and the new church job – which brings with it, changing churches – and having Jesse leave.

The last one, admittedly, is affecting me way more than it should. Or maybe it’s just hard to process because of the other two. I don’t know. Life is hard.

I didn’t realize I’d grieve so much leaving behind my Woodstock church. It’s the place that really had faith in me – to lead pie sales, and youth group lessons and a mission trip.

It was my family.

I loved it.

And I’m so excited about my new church, it’s not even funny. Seriously. I am. I know that God has called me to be there, and I can’t wait to dive in and see where this path takes me. But next Sunday will be my last service at the Woodstock church.

My last one.

I’m crying just thinking about that.

I poured my soul into that place and the youth there. I gave it my heart and that means I’m forever changed, and closer to God, and more amazing, and all that good stuff.

But it also means the Woodstock church will always get to keep a little chunk of my heart – which hurts to leave behind.

I think I need a soda.

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