had a surreal experience at the wendy's today while reading david crowder and mike hogan's new book. they were playing the decemberists. in the wendy's. it was bizzare.

In other news, the bakery trial ended on a headachey note today, when I couldn't coax myself out of bed earlier than 6:30, not even for pumpkin spice muffins. Waking up early to do baking when you're already working two other jobs is not as fun as it might sound. But the things that I did make this week all turned out good: cinnamon rolls, cranberry scones, puffed pancakes with apples.

Things at work are going better. If this job is a neccessary step to Peru, then I can handle it. I can do this.

m

PERU!

wow. wow. I'm going to Peru. I'm actually going. I have my ticket. I'm going. God is so good. I need to calm down. I am so excited.

... I'm going to Peru.

mjcustomorderbakery (at) gmail (dot) com

today was test day #1. cinnamon rolls. wake up early. take to work and school. work all day. work all night at kaplan. get up early tomorrow for test day #2. we got good reviews for the rolls. i think tomorrow i'll make scones, since they are easier than some other things.
i am getting some good encouragement, and that feels good.
another awesome thing happened today. i decided to go to cafe m in downtown boulder, since i pass it on the way to the post office and i rarely take a real lunch anyway. m for melissa? m for monday? m for michael, the guy, i think, who owns it? take your pick. I want to try to go there every monday now to get to know him. it's an awesome cafe, and maybe we can talk about stuff I'm reading or something. I need to get better at being a witness by being.

i am working on things still.

january is snowey and full of new things

so my job is ... going. God must be satisfied with my progress with peace, because now I am working on humility. (I suppose he could also be trying to get me to learn about multitasking the two... I hope not). So I am learning that I do not have a monopoly on the truth or the right or the good even.

Over and over again lately, I have been reminded that everyone was wrong when it came to God's big plan for redemption. Educated, poor, rich, elite, regular guys. Everyone envisioned a king greater than David, a ruler who would set the world to rights by smoting the enemies of God's people and bestowing upon the victors treasures and safety. They expected a warrior a-la Maccabeus. Instead they got a peasant-rabbi, someone who laughed with the poor at the rich's expense, someone who served everyone else. Someone who does bestow upon us treasures and safety... but not in the way we expected. If they can all be so wrong, then I can be wrong about nuances as well.

But more than accepting that I could be wrong, I am working on humbling my smart-ass cynical attitude. How can I be called to ministry when I feel so... weird there. I want it all on my own agenda - God, let me work in ministry for a living, but let it be a ministry I enjoy and am part of. for a living!! If I've said it once, I've said it a million times ... the only churches I'd want to work at wouldn't be able to have anyone on staff.

But God has a plan, and this is part of it. I have been affirmed that this is where I'm supposed to be for now. learning humility. learning the next part.

also, i hope God works out the Peru thing, because now it seems that with this job I won't be able to go.

more later,
mel