It's about full immersion, about falling into something elemental and wet. Most of what we do in worldly life is geared toward our staying dry, looking good, not going under. But in baptism, in lakes and rains and tanks and fonts, you agree to do something that's a little sloppy because at the same time it's also holy, and absurd. It's about surrender, giving in to all those things we can't control; it's a willingness to let go of balance and decorum and get drenched... the hope, the belief, is that a new day is upon you now. (Anne Lamott)
The sea is falling from the sky today in Malaysia, that's the only way I can explain it.
Earlier today, as I was heading out in my Easter attire, I thought to myself, "I have to remember this weather, this is probably the warmest, sunniest Easter I'll ever have."
And now my backyard is a rain forest, the rain is deafening, my house is cold, and the power is flickering, haha.
I found myself missing Easter at home today. I didn't realize how much I loved the hymns, the trumpets, the lilies, and even the black jelly beans (sick) until they were missing. And, for the first time that I can remember, I didn't have any holiday plans.
On Thursday, we had a prayer/fast day at STS and went through the stations of the cross. This was neat for me, because it took a story I was familiar with, but I was hearing everything for the first time-- in Malay. My favorite memory of the day is a funny one; we were acting out the story of Jesus' betrayal, and one of my students had the role of cutting off the guard's ear. He proceeded to lung forward with all his might, and attack the "guard" with a pencil. And then ran away. It might not sound so funny, but it was hilarious.
Tonight we're going to cook a nice dinner for a few students and maybe dye eggs! And of course, get ready for school tomorrow...
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