weekend in chicago

Maggie and I celebrated our 8th anniversary a couple of weeks late with a weekend in Chicago (we love Priceline!).  We had an awesome time… it was great to get a couple of days without distractions and responsibilities.  Lot’s of good conversations as we explored the city.  If you’ve not spent some time in Millennium Park at night in the summertime, you’ve got to put it on your to-do list.  Here’s a shot of the Crown Fountain.

crown fountain

So… all you married couples out there, when was the last time you got a day with your spouse?  How about a few hours?  Make it happen.  Get out your calendar and put a date on the calendar.  Your spouse and your marriage deserve it.

OK- stepping of my soap box now.

another quote from “simply christian”

When we see ourselves in the light of Jesus’ type of kingdom, and realize the extent to which we have been living by a different code altogether, we realize, perhaps for the first time, how far we have fallen short of what we were made to be. This realization is what we call “repentance,” a serious turning away from patterns of life which deface and distort our genuine humanness. It isn’t just a matter of feeling sorry for particular failings, though that will often be true as well. It is the recognition that the living God has made us humans to reflect his image into his world, and that we haven’t done so. Once again, the gospel itself, the very message which announce that Jesus is Lord and calls us to obedience, contains the remedy” forgiveness, unearned and freely given, because of his cross. All we can say is, “Thank you.”

Pgs 208-209, Simply Christian by NT Wright

i’ve been beaten by bacci pizza

Over the past couple of days Ray has been talking about this new pizza-by-the-slice place in Wheaton.  He’s been talking about how huge the slices are.  So today I decided to check it out.  I drove over to Bacci Pizza on Roosevelt and ordered a slice of sausage pizza.  Now, I don’t want to say that I didn’t believe Ray when he described the size of these slices of pizza.  Perhaps I thought he was slightly exaggerating.  He wasn’t.  If anything the slice the dude behind the counter gave me was bigger than I’d been led to believe.  It was good.  But I couldn’t finish it.

Did I mention it was big?

Really, really big.

my caribou coffee homeless friend

This afternoon I’m spending a couple of hours at Caribou.  This is where I come when I want to get a bunch of work done, particularly if that involves studying as it does today.  There are a couple of benefits of being a regular at the coffeeshop.  One of those is that the wonderful baristas are making my drink before I even order.  “The regular” for me is a small, in-house, espresso.  Oh man, it’s so good!  And just the trick for that post-lunch sleepiness.  Another benefit is that I get to catch up with some of my homeless friends who I would normally only see at Parkview on Sunday.  A couple of days ago one of these friends told me she hasn’t been feeling well.  Today she told me that, while she’s not well yet, she is feeling better.

I probably will never know the crap many of these folks go through every day.  I mean, what would my friend do if she wasn’t feeling better but worse?  Where would she go to rest?  I guess I was reminded to pray for this person today and the others she represents.  I’m glad I’ll see her on Sunday, and maybe the next time I’m at Caribou.  Sometimes I wonder if, aside from praying and ordering her the occasional smoothie and muffin, there’s something else I could do for my homeless friend.

Something to be praying about.