Four down, three to go...

Over halfway through this show already. It's crazy that you work so hard for two months on something, and then you only get to show it off for two weekends. Ah, well, such is life. Also, as much as I truly love doing this show and hanging out with my castmates, I will be glad to have life settle down into its routine again. I am seriously bereft of sleep, and it's becoming a bit ridiculous to try to get out of bed in the morning. So it will be a good thing next week at this time when all of this is over. Then I have one final paper due for school, and then my roommate gets married and then I move. So I have to start packing soon. Fun, fun!!

It was absolutely picture-perfect gorgeous in the city this weekend, and I couldn't have asked for a better time to be out and about around the city. Scott's mom and aunt are in town, and his aunt has never been to Chicago before, so it's been fun showing her around our neighborhoods, and we went downtown for deep-dish pizza last night at Pizzeria Uno. Scott took today and tomorrow off of work and is spending time with them downtown today, perusing Michigan Ave. and maybe going to a museum or something. I am jealous, since I love showing people the city for the first time. It's such a great city. And with the sunny 78 degree weather we've been having, it looks and feels a bit magical. Ah, well, back to cooler weather (60s) for the rest of the week, but I'm glad it was nice over the weekend and while Scott's family is in town.

Last night, I decided to start reading the book of Job, since I'm doing this play that is a "comedic retelling of the story of Job." I got through the first chapter or so, through Job's first test, and I was struck by the fact that three or four different servants showed up at Job's house at one time and basically tell him that everything he has is gone...his crops, his land, and all his children have been wiped out simultaneously. And that was just the first test. It made me shake my head, because I'm pretty sure if a bunch of people showed up at my door at once and proceeded to proclaim more horrifying things about my life, one after another, I'm pretty sure I would have a breakdown. I don't know for sure, of course, but I would guess that my inkling would be to hole up in a corner and stare at a wall, wondering "why me?". But Job tears his robes, gets down on his knees to pray and says, "Naked I came into this world and naked I will depart. The Lord gives and the Lord takes away. Blessed be the name of the Lord!" or something very similar. It just impressed me, and made it clear why God was so fond of Job. He still trusted that God had a plan, even in the devastation of his life. And he believed that everything he had was a gift, not a right, that could be taken away at any time. I feel like I have clung too tightly to the things of this world, forgetting that God has given them to me for a season, and I don't know how long that season will be. I have a lot to learn from Job about trust. It's a good thing that life is such a journey, as I mentioned in last week's post. I've got a long way to go...