February Blues

This past week as been quite busy as I have started an exercise class with a couple of my friends, driven to Pasadena twice to visit the grandparents, and continued with voice class, church, swing, etc. Being busy helps fill up the extra brain wattage, but is sure draining. I have a three-day weekend coming up that is filled with meeting friends in Santa Barbara, Santa Paula, Moorpark, and Fillmore. I'm also still attempting to sell Ugandan necklaces as a fundraiser for Grandma's House of Hope (www.grandmashouseofhope.org) and invite people to attend the Retro Prom on February 19 as a fundraiser for the Orange County Human Trafficking Task Force. If you are interested in either, please let me know. It has been a long few days but filled with worthy pursuits. Work is still rather slow as I finished my first round of project ideas and have yet to pick up steam for another one. My pick-me-up for the day was hearing that Jeremy won the first round of his Lion's Club speach contest. It wasn't really a surprise except that I thought the speech was this evening. Cheers!

Continuing to absorb information and stories about the vast levels and incidences of pain, suffering, and cruelty that people inflict on each other also drains me considerably. At times it is difficult for me to juggle the range of my thoughts. How can I spend a half hour trying to figure out what items in my wardrobe could possibly qualify as "retro" for this fundraiser when it does not really matter. Who am I trying to impress? Rather, what rule am I trying to follow? I do not know how one could conduct humanitarian work without the hope of Christ. Even now I do not understand how God allows humans to hurt each other so deeply. I've been studying Isaiah 58 again, which is my career chapter, and I know that His heart is for the oppressed. These are questions with which I have been struggling for several months and may continue to ask my entire life (which is a relatively short period of time). Theories aside, the best examples of healing in my limited experience, do come from His love. I will continue to pursue this (His) way.