Burky's Blog

Is it the day of days?

I was on way home from Bible Study with the ministry and got a flat tire on the way.  Fortunately, it is not too far to walk the rest of the way home.

I had headache that day, simply because I slept too much.  And I have to help Papa unload the freezer off the truck and put it into the bakery.

Next morning I slept in too late, because my piling laundry hides my timer light that wakes me up in the morning.  My shirt is on the light bulb too long and got melted spot.  I pulled the shirt away from the light bulb and burn my finger.

Now my first finger on right hand has burn blister on it.  I put honey on it and it alleviates the pain.  But the blister wouldn't go away.

Then I was greeted to the new "wall" in the bakery.  It makes me feel claustrophobic.  Because of my low adaptability, I didn't take the changes very well.  Plus, I hate to see cuts in the furniture.  I like keeping things as new as possible.

Then I put together the ingredients for white bread in the mixer bowl.  Without checking the speed, I turn it on.  Voila, the batter spit out of the bowl!  Oh dear, the speed is at number 3.

What a mess to clean up!

Then I was tempted to despair.

I thought about how I understand nonresistance.  Just let it go.  Relax.  Go with the flow.  In fact, I study that just an evening before.  I was surprised how cool I felt.  I didn't feel provoked or out of whack like I used to be.

Then I remember I believe that every experience is a gift.

However, that didn't stop me from thinking about finding or starting a new job.  For a long time, I did think off and on about I could be a taxi driver for horse-and-buggy people.  It would be a good way to witness to them.  It would be a good way to get paid to travel!  I am thinking more seriously about that right now.

Yesterday I got a book from the library.  It was fascinating book, a testimony of one journalist who became Christian when he hit bottom and how he grew in faith until he decided to do some journal work on Christianity.  Eventually, he got disillusioned and left Christian faith. 

As I type this, I can't really type right.  My burnt finger isn't normal! 

Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls: Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.   The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds' feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places  (Habakkuk 3:17-19)  Amen!

Last weekend was inspiring.  I went to Ephrata for the whole weekend.  I enjoyed the message at Charity Bible School on Friday.  In the afternoon, the message was about nonresistance.  The speaker showed the power of love and peace over war.  Then in the evening, we enjoyed the message about naming sin as it is.  It was very inspiring, so much that I was bit disappointed that there is no service to enjoy on Saturday.  There was a message on Saturday evening, but I already promised Debbie that I will see her that night.

Sunday morning I want to experience Tony's church.  He interpreted to the best of his ability, which I believe, if given enough real-time practice, he will become pro.  Tony is one of people who I admired greatly, therefore I want to see his church.

I am sorry, but I am not impressed with the church.  Why so few of them?  Tony said that about ten years ago it holds 300 people on Sunday mornings, but now there are so few of them.  What happens that make people go elsewhere?  I don't know everything about that church history, but I do know that our nature tend to become dissatisfied with the mediocrity. 

Next church I want to experience is New Joy, and I hope I can convince Tony to go with me just once.  After all, there are certified interpreters there, and Tony need more exposure to other interpreters and deaf people, especially if he is interested in deaf ministry.  (I still find it amazing that he would become interested in sign language while he was still Eastern!  My impression of Eastern Mennonite churches is that they tend to expect the deaf people to step up to their level, rather than they going down to their level.)

I believe I already talked about Smoky Mountain vacation the week before that.  So this is all for now.  That is all the excitement I have since the last letter!