Saturday, January 2, 2010

A Glass of Water on the Windowsill.

Windowsill doesn't look liked it's spelled right, but, believe me, I googled it.

My life, as of late, has been characterized by change-big changes and little changes. I'm trying out soy milk instead of my usual organic 2%, the love of my life moved to Austin so we could see each other more, I bought a fish and named him Al Pacino, school is out until January 19, I started working at Old Navy again, I started working less for the Golden's (not by choice), I rediscovered my love for Patsy Cline, I have an iPhone. Those are just a few examples of the changes happening in my life. Some of them are material and very surface-level, but I feel like the surface-level changes affect me, inside and out, if not more than the "big" changes that rearrange schedules and stop the routine.

My right nostril is not working today and it's a little runny. I never get sick.
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To the Church in Sardis
1 "Write this to the angel of the church in Sardis:

"The One who has the seven spirits and the seven stars says this: I know what you do. People say that you are alive, but really you are dead. 2 Wake up! Strengthen what you have left before it dies completely. I have found that what you are doing is less than what my God wants. 3 So do not forget what you have received and heard. Obey it, and change your hearts and lives. So you must wake up, or I will come like a thief, and you will not know when I will come to you.4 But you have a few there in Sardis who have kept their clothes unstained, so they will walk with me and will wear white clothes, because they are worthy.5 Those who win the victory will be dressed in white clothes like them. And I will not erase their names from the book of life, but I will say they belong to me before my Father and before his angels. 6 Everyone who has ears should listen to what the Spirit says to the churches.

To the Church in Philadelphia
7 "Write this to the angel of the church in Philadelphia:

"This is what the One who is holy and true, who holds the key of David, says. When he opens a door, no one can close it. And when he closes it, no one can open it. 8 I know what you do. I have put an open door before you, which no one can close. I know you have little strength, but you have obeyed my teaching and were not afraid to speak my name. 9 Those in the synagogue that belongs to Satan say they are Jews, but they are not true Jews; they are liars. I will make them come before you and bow at your feet, and they will know that I have loved you. 10 You have obeyed my teaching about not giving up your faith. So I will keep you from the time of trouble that will come to the whole world to test those who live on earth.

11 "I am coming soon. Continue strong in your faith so no one will take away your crown. 12 I will make those who win the victory pillars in the temple of my God, and they will never have to leave it. I will write on them the name of my God and the name of the city of my God, the new Jerusalem,a]">[a] that comes down out of heaven from my God. I will also write on them my new name. 13 Everyone who has ears should listen to what the Spirit says to the churches.

To the Church in Laodicea
14 "Write this to the angel of the church in Laodicea:

"The Amen,b]">[b] the faithful and true witness, the ruler of all God has made, says this: 15 I know what you do, that you are not hot or cold. I wish that you were hot or cold!16 But because you are lukewarm—neither hot, nor cold—I am ready to spit you out of my mouth.17 You say, 'I am rich, and I have become wealthy and do not need anything.' But you do not know that you are really miserable, pitiful, poor, blind, and naked. 18 I advise you to buy from me gold made pure in fire so you can be truly rich. Buy from me white clothes so you can be clothed and so you can cover your shameful nakedness. Buy from me medicine to put on your eyes so you can truly see.

19 "I correct and punish those whom I love. So be eager to do right, and change your hearts and lives. 20 Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in and eat with you, and you will eat with me.

21 "Those who win the victory will sit with me on my throne in the same way that I won the victory and sat down with my Father on his throne. 22 Everyone who has ears should listen to what the Spirit says to the churches."

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I feel like the church of Laodicea.

Last night before I went to bed, I wrote a long note in the note application of my iPhone. This is what it said:

Like a glass of water sitting on a windowsill.. The air conditioned house keeps me cool and enclosed.. Safe from bugs and dust flying into my cup. But the sunlight shining into the house through the window pane is the only thing keeping me from settling to room temperature. I'm lukewarm. I'm sitting on the sill unbothered. Unbothered by a cloudy conscience represented by the smudged pane that continues to darken from dust and debris hitting it from the other side. It's like the other side is trying to reach me. It's the only thing standing between the sun and I and the only thing allowing me to receive any sort of warmth. No one bothers to wipe it off every once in a while just because our eyes keep slowly adjusting to the amount of light it's letting in. If only there were nothing between the sun and the glass of water. If only it was outside or on the roof for that matter. On the roof where the sun heats up the shingles to a point where you can't touch them and the shingles reflect the glorious sunshine. As a glass of water, I'm experiencing condensation on the roof, yes. More of me is evaporating into the sky, dripping down my edges, falling off the roof into other world, watering the seeds of new life on the ground below. Eventually I am empty. I didn't lose anything but the water inside me that changes so easily to my surroundings. Rain will come again, fill me up and the adventure will begin again.


I want to be back on the roof now.

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