Friendship and the Rules of Moderation

2-26-2010
(Sorry for the late posting, the internet has not been working right)

The month of February is coming to a close. I can’t believe it. The moments are flying out from beneath me too quick for me to grab hold of them. A friend is someone who you can trust, rely on, be open with, and make memorable moments with. We talked about friendship in Friday club tonight and I was reminded of all the wonderful friends I have scattered across the globe. What would we do without friends? Life would be lacking, that is for sure. Jesus said that He calls me a friend. That’s pretty cool. The God of the universe considers me a friend. That’s what I love about Christianity—Christ.

Today Steven and I bought groceries, lots of them! We were finally able to stock up on some of the essentials. After the supermarket we went to Coffeedelia which is a really nice local café. A comfortable lounge, delicious coffee (which I drank too much of) and good food; it was a lovely experience. I really miss cafés. Just being able to sit, relax, sip coffee and enjoy the tranquility of the ambience. I love cafés. It was a fun day. After the café we walked over to our English center. I forgot the Narnia DVD so I had to walk all the way back to my apartment (Steven tagged along like a good sport) and then all the way back to the center only to have to walk all the way back home again. I definitely got my exercise accomplished for the day.

I mentioned before that I drank too much coffee today. This was the truth. I broke the simple rule of ‘everything in moderation’. The walking paid off—for I had much energy to burn, except it made it difficult to pay attention and facilitate in Friday club. Then when I got home I felt like I had just got hit with a ton of bricks. My mind was like an ocean tempest splashing back and forth. After some frosted flakes and buttered cheese bread (which we made in the dark with my head lamp—the power went out) I put on some calm music, tried to do a little reading, but fell fast asleep on my Bible. It was a nice sleep, one where you feel as though you’ve received some enlightenment—although, it could have been the caffeine talking. Now, I feel as if I’m ready to crash again. There is no English church in the afternoon tomorrow so I will attend the big Russian church and we have planned a picnic in the mountains for the afternoon. Should be a wonderful day, but this means I must wake up early.