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December
Advice
I Love You

November
38. Bald is beautiful
37. Fire
36 Sleep
35 Music

October 2006
34. Stupidity
33. Painting
32. mmm Pasties
31. Built to last
30. Phlegm

September 2006
29. Meetings
28. Crime thoughts
27. Colours
26. Unwanted guests

August 2006
25. Comparison
24. Waterproof Mascara
23. Tasty MSG
22. Helplessness

July 2006
21. Attraction
20. Hair
19. Hero
18. Laughter
17. Factoids

June 2006
16. Voiceless
15. Bruises (ouch)
14. Sunburn
13. Mistakes

May 2006
12. Arms
11. Willow Tree
10. Eurovision
9. Chicken
8. Addictions

April 2006
7. Age
6. Celebrities
5. Language

March 2006
4. Commonwealth Games
3. Decisions
2. Drizzle
1. Trelawney

Meetings

Are you ever bored? It seems at the moment I am spending so much of my life bored. Before you say it, there is nothing wrong with my social life, it’s not that I am a boring person, it’s just how I’m spending a lot of my time at the moment. In the life of the church September is meeting month, with absolutely every committee, group and gathering having a meeting, from staff meetings, leadership meetings, circuit meetings, meetings to plan the meetings etc etc. Now I’m not saying that these meetings aren’t important or even necessary, but I’m not hugely interested in property and finance at the best of times and upon hearing it for the millionth time I am losing the will to live (or at least stay awake!).

 As I sat in a particularly tedious meeting recently (I’ll not disclose which one!) we seemed unable to get off a single issue. Round and round the discussion went, on and on and yet nothing appeared to get resolved. My eyes glazed over and I was taken back to when I was a child. Back to the times when I waited for hours while my mum talked about grown up stuff and I just wanted to go home or anywhere. Parents have this ability to talk endlessly and are forever punctuating it with annoyed phrases directed at the children like “we’ll go in a couple of minutes” “mummy needs to talk” “stop interrupting” “I don’t care if you’re having an asthma attack, I’m on the phone” (that last one actually happened to my poor brother – now you know where my lack of sympathy comes from!). How much of a child’s life is wasted just waiting on the grown ups to stop talking?

 Someone coughs and sadly I’m brought back to the meeting. Oh no! We’re still on the same topic and a hopeful glance at the clock informs me that time has indeed stopped! I just don’t understand why we (well, them really as I’m too bored to participate, or in reality have no idea what they’re talking about!) are discussing this meaningless stuff – what does it matter? It all seems so trivial.

 Man, I’m glad God doesn’t view us like this. That He doesn’t look at our lives with His eyes glazing over, thinking what is she going on about?! I’m glad that when I talk to Him he doesn’t start daydreaming and drift off to a place more appealing. I can’t quite understand why God would want to take an interest in me and the mundane things that fill my life, but I’m sure glad He does. I love that He’s not bored but my inane drivel that I speak to Him, but instead He eagerly waits for me to share my day, my life with Him – with all the gory, funny, sad, and even dull details. Maybe instead of assuming that the creator of the universe has better things to do than to converse with me, I should instead invite Him to join the discussion more often.

 So as I sit in dull and life-sapping meetings I remember that I can always use this time to chat to God – I just need to remember not to talk to Him out loud, as I am supposed to be listening to the meeting!