All the cool kids have dance parties...

So today, I really wanted to have a dance party. Reason: Unknown, but it was a must. The girl at tickets laughed at me a lot. I said I wanted to dance. I didn't say I was good at it. It was a good time none the less. Even Brash Maintenance Guy wanted to dance today, I could tell. He was tapping his paintbrush incessantly on my door frame in a rhythmic way. for a long time. It was wonderful, let me tell you.

The whole building was buzzing today. Tickets were rolling in nonstop, people were making phone calls all day, it was great fun. At one point I walked in the room rather boisterously to find a very busy office-mate making a phone call. She was appreciative, as one would expect.

We reached 52% of our Ticket goal. We're aiming for 12 000 tickets sold, and are well on our way. its a very exciting thing. The Ticket Girl bounds in here regularly with a new total.

Even the printer was busy today. in fact, twice I printed something overtop of something else that was going through the printer. It was great fun.

The sky can't seem to decide what the weather should be, so it's gone with cloudy, and yet unbearably hot. It's a beautiful thing, Drumheller weather, it truly is.

And amidst all this busy nature, and to-do lists, there is still time for Dance parties. I like to think that Jesus had dance parties all the time. I bet he was one grooving guy. I mean that in the most cheesy, 80's era dance move kind of way possible. Maybe there will be a dance party tonight at rehearsal. One can only hope.

In groovy fatigue,
JB

Reasons I believe God is a Comedian

It was a strange day today. I like to think that God was playing tricks on us. Brash Maintenence Guy is sitting on the other side of the office currently, reading a rather strange book aloud to the people in the room. Most of our tech crew is in the room at the moment; we're having a sort of humour fellowship, reading aloud funny things we find. It's great fun. Looking out the window, the sky is a mixture of cloud and blue. It's a beautiful sight.

As I said, it was an interesting day. This morning was beautiful, warm and clear. It was brilliant. As the day progressed, it got rather hot. The air contitioner in my office decided it was too cold for me and started blowing warm air. Needless to say, I was visited by the BMG who noisily and messily installed a new one. Promptly after this happened, the rain rolled in. And I don't mean a light misting either. It poured. Then the power went. It was great

That's why I think God plays tricks on us. The power would come back on, and then when we thought it was back, off it went again. This happened several times.

And then there are the umpteen times the photocopier will decide to quit. But only when I'm using it. Someone else can fix it, but as soon as I have about 3 of the 15 copies I need, it makes up some reason to stop working. Good stuff.

We're down to the crunch now. Everything that can happen, is, and it's happening right now. It's a terrifying and wonderful feeling all at once. I love every minute of it.

In joyous anxiety,
JB

Look at all the people!

Man I'm beat. They worked us hard at rehearsals this weekend. I think everyone was extremely fatigued by the end. Even Brash Maintenance Guy was unseasonably reserved. The weather has been incredible. Hot, sunny, with the occasional saving breeze or cloud cover. Just awesome as far as I'm concerned. The BMG and I had dinner tonight with one of the musicians in the play. We inevitably talked about the play and the people in it.

There are some pretty incredible people in the show. It seems I learn a lot about God being down here, and a lot of that has to do with the people here. There are adherents of every Christian facet here, you hear the stories of people from every walk of life. There are new Christians who are in there 50's and there are mature long believing Christians of the tender age of 17. There are believers, seekers, philosophers, and the totally apathetic. It is truly fascinating listening to everyone's stories and hearing about their different walks with God. I love to sit and listen and just take it all in.

There is something to being quiet and just listening. And not just meditating in the quiet (or in my case listening to the near deafening collaborative buzzing of the coolers in the kitchen and the florescent lighting above me). But I mean in conversation. One of my favourite things to do is just sit and listen to other people talk, listen to their thoughts, and ideas and dreams and beliefs and doubts. Inevitably in a deep conversation, the topic finds its way to God. God has a funny habit of poking in on conversations. If you want to be enlightened as to what a person is really like, what they are made of, getting them talking about God. There's a lot of God talk around the Passion Play as one might imagine. I think the fact that we are portraying a story that is central to the beliefs of so many people, means we are bound to talk about one of the most vulnerable parts of what makes us human. God is so vast and great and complex, that I think in every conversation, we learn about Him. Every person has a bit of God in them, a bit of who God is. We are after all made in His image. A fascinating thing.

I think I'll spend a bit of quiet time meditating on God's complexities. I'll probably be here a while.

In reverant ardor,
JB