Christmas, Comfort, and Uncomfort

Alright wonderful readers, here is life at the heart. We have now decreed that it is perfectly legal to listen to Christmas music starting today! This is great for us because it always makes life more livable if you are allowed to listen to this kind of music. It is bad because this process is preparing me for something that is still over a month off! I have to wait for my family to come, which they come in less than/about a month, but this only makes me think it is soon than later. I cannot wait for Christmas and have been loving the music but it is still hard, i know you understand me.

Now, some things that have taken place since our last post. We have been each individually ostracized since the revealing of the car washing pictures. I know that the short shorts are short and that it may be gross for some and amazing for others. Please understand that we had this event to be funny and not to have others make fun of us. We really didn't do it for anyone else but i feel as though others have turned their back on us. I will now move on.

The best parts of this last week probably was when Keith, Matt, Evan, and myself all played hearts listening to Christmas music (yes we cheated and listened early) and had a fire smoking out the house in glory! It was great and very comfortable. Sitting in front of the fire and just hanging out was just what I needed that night.

This last wednesday at tea at the Heart we had an amazing time. There were about thirty people there, all enjoying themselves and no one feeling as though there needed to be structure. I love the feeling of no need for structure. For some reason, the way I would continually describe this week is both comfort and uncomfort.

Though this week did have many comfotable moments, it always must include uncomfortable moments. I continue to learn about others, life, and myself as I go through each week. It is the uncomfortable that does this. It is the hard and mean or mad or sad or boring situations that are when I seem to learn the most. So why would I want these to stop. Though they are hard and can be miserable to live through, I am sure that God knows the reasons for uncomfortableness. May I forever live in both comfort of God's promises but uncomfort of everthing else that I may become whom Christ desires me to become.

I gotta go be uncomfortable and define Hinduism for the world in a six page paper. I'm Out,
Joe C.