I just returned from seeing the movie Julie & Julia. Let me tell you two things: (1) Don't miss this movie. Go see it and go see it soon. And (2) don't go to see it hungry. You will be ravenous for food, in particular French food … even if you don't like French food. Oh, one more thing. This movie is not a chick flick. It is safe to take the man in your life to see it. Lots of men were in the theater today and they were laughing right along with the rest of us.
If you want another opinion, I posted Charisma Magazine's review of the movie to my personal blog on Friday of last week.
The other thing this movie made me want to do was to start writing brilliant and meaningful posts on my blogs. Not sure I know where those ideas for brilliant posts might come from. I promise you, I am not going to cook my way through Julia Child's cookbook (although I am sorely tempted to go buy a copy, just so that I can say I own it).
Have you ever felt like your life is in a kind of limbo? That's how I've felt for a time. Taking care of my mom has put a lot of my life on hold. It's kept me from joining in and participating in places I wanted to join in and participate, because I never knew what Mom would need or if I would be available. (I'm not complaining; it has been a season of life and a joy in so many ways.) But now that it appears Mom won't be able to come home to live with me again, I think it's possible some doors may be about to open for me in other ways. Part of this morning's sermon at church was about having a vision, about seeing the world from a heavenly and eternal perspective. That's what I'm asking God for now. A new vision, for new ways to serve Him. I'm no spring chicken. I hear the ticking of the clock and am reminded I'm not a kid anymore. But I believe in a God of purpose and that His purpose is for us to live for Him until we draw our last breaths. So I'm convinced it is never too late to get a new vision and walk in it.
There is something, an area of ministry that, every time it comes up in a sermon or in a conversation, causes my heart to stir. It's been like that for over two years. I keep thinking this is something God wants me to write about. So far that's all I understand, but I'm feeling an anticipation, an expectation that I may get a bigger glimpse one day soon. I'll let you know when I'm no longer seeing "in a mirror dimly" (1 Cor 13:12).