Something to do
Dr. Pell had moved from merely trying to gather enough people for a group ticket discount, and was now also trying to collect money from those who’d already signed up.
“So the Newsboys concert is November 4th, at the Patriot Center. It’s them, Rebecca St. James, and one other group.”
Josh became suddenly more animated than usual. “Dude, Rebecca’s gonna be there? If I’d known that, I’d have signed up weeks ago!”
Usually-quiet Mike spoke up. “She’s waiting for you, Josh.”
Josh totally got it. “I know!”
Everyone laughed easily. After praise band practice we tend to do that. And Josh’s impatience is no secret.
Rebecca is still waiting, as far as I know. So is Josh, and so am I. But maybe it’s time to take the advice of one of the most prolific American songwriters of the last century:
Let’s think of something to do while we’re waiting
While we’re waiting for something new to do.
Let’s try to think up a song while we’re waiting
That’s liberating and will be true to you.(read the rest or listen)
In other words, maybe it’s high time to move on from the just-waiting stage and concentrate on further establishing my life alone — while I wait, of course. So, in that vein, I just bought a (slightly) better car. I might buy a house next (more on that development later). If I know what’s good for me, I might also take better control of my finances, so as to “stop hemorrhaging cash,” as Guy so aptly put it.
But there’s little chance of that now, since I’m gonna miss most of my Sunday School class on Biblical Money Management because — as I found out this evening — I’m playing the piano in all three services tomorrow morning. Or, as it now stands, this morning.
I might miss that, too, come to think of it, if I don’t go to back to bed soon.
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