Pows and Wows 11/7

Wow- a great weekend! My parents and Todd and Christy saw Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat on Friday night- very funny, amusing production, although I would have cast a different Joseph. There was a chorus of young children from a performing arts school, and at one point this one little boy in the front row was soo cute. He kept sneaking his hands into his pants to tuck in his shirt, but all within the choreography of the gestures- it was like he didn't realize people could see him. It might have been the best part of the entire musical! O:) Then, Saturday Mom and Dad and I went to a museum on the Harvard campus- an exhibition of glass flowers- probably not what you're imagining, though. These looked like real specimens, with roots and stamens and pistols, all life-sized, but also enlarged versions of the petals, stamens, pistols- all carefully and painstakingly crafted by hand by a master glass-maker. After we got over the amazement that the plants were glass, it was really neat to just look at the plants as if it were a biological exhibit. Then, we took the T up to Medford and I showed them the actual main Tufts campus. The entire day was glorious visually and weather-wise. The temperature was unseasonably warm, and the sunshine really made all the jeweled oranges and yellows of the fall foliage more stunning, so it was pleasantly enjoyable to be outside. (Of course, we took many pictures.)

Saturday night, after watching Texas beat Baylor 62 to 0 at Christy's apartment, we met Heather and Andrew for dinner at Sol Azteca (a decent Boston Mexican restaurant), but after a bit back at my apartment, Mom and Dad had to get back to their hotel for an early flight, so they all left.


Pow: also related to the weekend. All the walking around really took its toll on my already weak and vulnerable leg joints. Sunday, I studied lying in bed because my knees and ankles hurt to stand on- as bad as they had felt in months. :{ Today, back on my ibuprofren regimen, they are a bit better, but just enough to go to work and do laundry. I actually had a dream that I asked God to heal them, that someone (or God) put his hands on my ankles, and I had a great tingling sensation, after which I knew they were healed. I started walking around, jumping for joy, but then I slowly thought, "are they really healed," and the pain came back. Conclusion: I'm such a doubter, I'm not sure I have the faith to know God's healing.

Speaking of God, Sunday after church we had another young adult potluck at the Paulist Center. Father Ruben (who was actually at the UCC in Austin when I went there) sort of appointed me to help recruit people from the group to sign up as having an interest in being part of a small christian community, so I'm looking forward to the formation of those, coming up on Sunday. I'll update you as to which group I join and it's dynamics/activities. That reminds me- hello, Hope and hope group friends!! I miss you all so much! I crave community like that again, here. God bless you!