Thoughts and Adventures of a Theatre Kid

Today is the day which is traditionally referred to as Maundy Thursday. If we were all able to be with one another I know I would be at the Maundy Thursday service at Highlands this evening. It is one of my favorite. The other one I really like is the Ash Wednesday service at Highlands. They both have a sacred feel to them. On Ash Wednesday we heard a poem read to us called "Blessing of the Dust" by Jan Richardson. It goes like this: "Blessing of the Dust" All those days you felt like dust, like dirt, as if all you had to do was turn you face toward the wind and be scattered to the four corners or swept away by the smallest breath as insubstantial. Did you not know what the Holy One can do with dust? This is the day we freely say we are scorched. This is the hour we are marked by what has made it through the burning. This is the moment we ask for the blessing that lives within the ancient ashes, that makes its home inside the soil of thi

"Worry not my daughters, Worry not my sons Child, when life don't seem worth livin' Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms Oh, my baby, when you're cryin' Never hide your face from me I have conquered hell and driven out the demons I have come with a life to set you free" ~From "Come to Jesus" but Heatherlyn version~ This past weekend was the second annual Left Hand Church retreat in Estes Park.  For me, it was a much needed get-away from life for a few days, almost like hitting a reset button.  It was good to be with many of my people; people whom I love dearly.  Sometimes life just gets to be overwhelming, you know? It especially feels that way when I'm on the path of figuring myself out and what I want and am passionate about for now and the future.  Being in my 20's is quite a challenging time!  So much is happening and I'm growing so much all the time.  If I were to go back in time to three a