weekend

I know this blog is getting a tad boring with all the mini-updates. Truth be told, the days get a little restless around here, and so I read, I watch Wimbledon,  I write, I nap, I unpack, and then repeat all of these things in some fashion until I go to bed. We did venture out yesterday, but it was so hot, I lost the will to live  and had to come home ASAP and sleep it off. whew.

Josh and I finally cooked our first meal here, well  maybe our 2nd, but it was our first fancy meal. We grilled a steak, made baked potatoes  and corn on the cob. It was fabulous. 

We made it to a church today. The folks were really nice, but it was different and I was both underwhelmed and overwhelmed all at the same time. I tend to take in the whole room when I enter a space, and so of course I was thinking- will we end up here? will these faces be familiar some day? At the same time I was kind of pessimistic. This was not a "brooke" kind of place. But maybe I don't really know what that is anymore, and maybe that's okay. I am really not sure how to approach beauty and worship. I feel like a part of our worship should reflect actual, created beauty- because as image bearers- we long to create and make beauty. When I am in a place that does not seem beautiful, I feel lost somewhat, like we've missed something. I think it matters, I just don't know how much. 

And there is the whole thing about the church being the people and not a building- but again, we inhabit places- and I think that space matters. So, these things were going through my mind today as I sat in a place so different from the last two churches I have been in. 

And I have been reading Madeleine Le'engle- and she has a lot to say about art and beauty. So, these things are on the brain lately.