Don’t overlook the obvious here, friends. With God, one day is as good as a thousand years, a thousand years as a day. God isn’t late with his promise as some measure lateness. He is restraining himself on account of you, holding back the End because he doesn’t want anyone lost. He’s giving everyone space and time to change.
2 Peter 2:8-9
Christmas on Saturday puts churches in a strange position: Church the day before Christmas and the day after Christmas? No church the day after Christmas? Our church made a call and they aren’t having church next Friday or next Sunday. Instead, last night at 5:00 Journey Church had its Christmas service. Last year we attended the Christmas service, but it was only Ian’s first time at the church ever. This year, we’ve both been volunteering at church for a while — Ian doing media stuff and me doing coffee; we’re playing out gender roles oh-so-nicely — so we helped with the service last night. Turns out they had everybody arrive at Kirkland Jr. High at 1:30 pm, and the place turned into a hive of activity for the next three hours. Two other ladies and I spent most of that time putting snack foods onto plates in pretty arrangements. Ian spent that time getting to play with the bank of stage lights the church rented. I’m thinking about switching what I help with.
Anyway, the service went well. It was complicated from a logistics standpoint, but they kept it short and simple from a participation standpoint. Three people, including the pastor, talked about light and the meaning of light; they left us with the idea that God gives us the gift of being able to help change peoples’ lives and that each person is the best Christmas present. We sang a few traditional Christmas songs and saw this video (which I think they showed last year, too):
And then they had a reception-type thing after the service. That’s when all those bits of food came into play. Five people took trays and circulated them through the crowd, coming back every so often for refills. People ate…pretty much everything. My personal favorite food of the night: The homemade mozzarella and bacon pizza. Yum. Those little brownie bites from Costco came in a close second, though. Cleanup was pretty easy for my team, and by about 7:00 I was ready to go. I’d ridden my bike there, as Ian had a meeting earlier, so I rode my bike home again. It was dry but fairly windy, a pretty OK night ride, actually… If only I hadn’t had so many bacon pizza bites.
This morning I was supposed to meet up with my counterpart, Sander, from Feet First and go to Bonney Lake to do more bike audits around four schools. Yesterday, however, I checked the weather and saw to my dismay a 90% chance of rain. I called Sander and we formulated a plan that has resulted in our canceling the trip to Bonney Lake today. I’m happy about this. The deadline for the bike audit report isn’t until the end of January, and I’d like to spend this week with family and friends rather than on Bike Alliance stuff. Maybe next week, if any day looks sunny and reasonably warm, I’ll stir my stumps and make the trek to Bonney Lake. In the meantime, I plan on finishing Christmas shopping (this year somehow it’s snuck up on me, and I’m woefully unprepared), wrapping Christmas presents, and playing.