I was excited all week to go back to Providence for the first time in awhile. Danen Kane, an acoustic artist with a beautiful falsetto voice was to lead worship at the service.
I had been up late talking to Suzan the previous night, however, and when I woke I was exhausted. I knew I had to get up and force myself to go to church though. This was such a labor, and I was kind of grumpy due to my lack of sleep, refusing to treat the "temple of God" in its natural course.
The rest of the day was paining. Talking to friends was a labor. Social life became a nuisance to be conquered as quickly as possible so I could get to bed and catch up on schoolwork. This very blog is being typed as quickly as possible in hopes that I will soon reach my bunk for a few hours sleep. Chronos vs. Kairos has been a war fought like a devil and angel on either of my shoulders as I mourn for the lack of time orientation which I had loved in Uganda.
If I had just stayed in bed and skipped the service, I could've gotten enough rest and rejuvenation to enjoy the presence of friends, strangers, and coursework.
This week is going to be stressful. Very stressful.
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