In search of a few minutes of solitude, I am sitting in my garage. Since getting home from work, I have been on the go non-stop and I just needed a few minutes of quiet, but that is hard to come by in a house with two small children. I came into the garage to take off my shoes and realized how quiet it was in here. So, I decided to stay.

Recently, our garage has been taken over by donations to my non-profit, Dynamic Water. We're collecting "craigslist sellable" items and, well, selling them on craigslist in an online yard sale. NOTE: The picture above is not actually my garage.

Tonight, I have set up shop in a black leather chair that my sister donated when she moved. It is surprisingly comfortable. Honestly, I will probably come sit out here more, just because of this chair. I also remembered that we had a radio out here. So, I turned it on and am now listening to Jazz 90.7. I was in search of a classical station, but came across this. It's great.

Sitting here in the garage full of stuff has reminded me of the sermon Jeff gave a couple weeks ago, where he referenced the self storage industry and the absurdity of how much "stuff" the average American owns. It makes me wonder how many people are like me and have a garage, but don't use it to park their car.

So, if you have a garage, do you park your car in there? Also, how many cars are supposed to fit in there? And, if you don't currently park your car in there, have you ever and do you even want to?

Ready go.

Labels: around the house, Dynamic Water

Tonight, at our home group meeting, I had this random thought.

We were recapping the past few weeks. It was mentioned that I talked about the story of Jesus and the woman at the well a few weeks ago. We remembered how Jesus and his disciples were going from Jerusalem, in Southern Israel, to Galilee, in Northern Israel, during that story. Then, somehow it came up that eventually they would head back to Jerusalem and Jesus would end up asking his disciples to go find him a donkey to ride into town.

This is where I had my random thought, I'm sure it's not the first time anyone has ever thought of this, but it was definitely the first time that I had thought of it. So, we'll call it an original thought.

It hit me, when someone mentioned Jesus riding into Jerusalem on donkey, that Jesus was riding to the place of his death on the back of a donkey. Then, I thought about Mary and her trip to Bethlehem, where Jesus was born. As the story goes, she rode there on the back of a donkey. So, you can probably see where I'm going, but it seems coincidental, at the least, that Jesus rode into the city of his birth and the city of his death on the back of a donkey.

Have you ever thought about that before? Is there something there? Is it just that donkey was the available mode of transportation of the day or is there something else?

What do you think?

Labels: animals, bible, christmas, easter, Jesus