Day Twelve

Last night saw me adding another category of non-dress wearing to my category. Yes, you definitely did not guess it, but I have officially started work! So now it leaves me as a clothesmortal in pyjamas, exercising clothes AND work clothes. So now that I'm a working girl, I have more money to spend on not-clothes. 
Love-er-ly.

But yesterday morning is my focus of this page.

I have started helping out at my church's youth group, or "Children's Church" as they ridiculously renamed Sunday School. And it was my first lessonthing.

What on earth do you speak about to a handful (yes, only a handful) of "teens" from 12-20??
I was definitely not the "cool" person there. But my message had to be cool.

So I spent Saturday night trying to be cool.

And I decided to speak about the messages of God in cool bands. Like U2. And Bruno Mars. Adele. Mumford and Sons. The Fray. Bob Dylan...

I focussed on U2's song, 40, which is an interpretation of Psalm 40.

And then Bluetoothed and swindled my way into their cellphones (and hearts) and sent them coolsongs. They had to listen to them and tell everyone later what their song meant.

 This suddenly, like a string to a helium balloon, grounded me. It made me realise that I take meaning from some songs, and ignore the meaning of others. I take The Fray's "You Found Me" quite literally, without even a second thought on the matter. Where as Mumford and Sons' "Roll Away Your Stone" deserves a whole thesis, in my eyes. I feel so stupidly unconscious towards all meanings that I, from hereonout, will take more time to give a thought at what an artist could possibly mean. And what that song means to me.

Teaching really is the only way to learn.