Well. Turns out this wasn't quite a job offer, just seeing if I would be interested. Which I am. It will be good. However, now I have to wait until next Wednesday-ish to see if I'm the one or maybe just to say if I'm in the running. I don't even know yet. I feel like time is slipping through my fingers. There isn't enough time! I would feel awful leaving these friendships with little to no warning! Friendships which I thought would be easy to leave by summer's end!
Oh goodness. I could cry right now. That's how hard this is.
If anyone is reading this, I covet your prayers. Pray God shows me the way. It's better than what I want, it might just be a little different than what I expect or want.
7.19.2013
7.18.2013
Decisions
A. of all, I can never remember which font and color I like best for this blog. But then I'm like, who gives a damn? It's cool. Do what you want, Cath.
B. of all, I currently live in Colorado working for YMCA of the Rockies! Is it fun? Yes! Are you just loving it and want to work there forever? Oh hell no. That being said...
C. I wanted this job so I could 1.Make money this summer and 2. Figure out what to do with my life as a post-grad.
...So I thought I wasn't going to find anything major. Nothing that would just jump start my career. Whatever that would be. I'm not even sure I know what I want to do with my life right now. Why did I just go to school for four years and spend lots of money I don't actually have? Because now, I don't know. I know that this is a common conundrum people my age with my experience and education have but you don't what it to ever happen to yourself. But alas, it has... or should I say, "had". Because I was perfectly fine not having a big-girl job. Not being able to change the world as easily or quickly as I thought. Being perfectly content living out Covenant's "extraordinary calling in ordinary places". Feeling like such a badass just letting the wind blow me and finally letting go of my anal tendencies of having everything in order just like I want it. I was prepping myself and family for a move to Grand Rapids to live with a former college room/housemate. It was going to be fun. We weren't going to have good jobs right away. We would cry a lot. Together. It would be super cold. We would probably call our parents a lot. It would be the 20-something life we've been waiting for.
And then. Today, whilst traveling Colorado with my parents (convenient time for vacay, mom and pops!) I listen to a voicemail from a call I ignored a few hours ago asking if I would like to have a graduate-assistant job in Covenant's athletic department. "Just give me a call," he says. "This could really help you in a career in collegiate athetlics," he says.
I cried. What am I supposed to do with that?! We were making plans! We wanted to find a house by the end of the week! And now I have to think about a different possibility, a lot of states away... Gah! My mind says go and my body says no. Classic. The thing is. The logical thing would be to take it. But I'm liking this new me who wants to be a free bird. It's nice. Don't worry about it. Things will work out. You'll have a close friend. The thing is, I went to school for this kind of job. I might as well take it and see if I want to do it.
Tomorrow I'm calling back. Maybe I'll know right away. Maybe I'll have to chew on it for a while. Pray, think, ask for advice. I want things to be easy but I also want to do what makes sense. Pleasing people plays a big role in this decision.
my heart plays a big role in this decision.
I cry more for that reason. A reason that was everything I've ever wanted yet nothing I expected. It's been good. I'm charmed. But my mind says not to get carried away. Don't make something out of nothing. However, these nothings, in my mind, have turned into a great big something. Don't misread it, Cath.
My nose is tingling right now. I'm breathing faster than normal, kind of like hyper-ventalitating but not at all. I changed the music on my computer from loud Avett Brothers to Coldplay's Parachutes. I wish I could just get myself together! I wish I left my Bible in my pack. I want to hear the truth. I want to be comforted and told everything will work out. Which it will. It just might not be the way I want it to.
In other news. I have a pimple. Must be the fudge I ate.
Cath
B. of all, I currently live in Colorado working for YMCA of the Rockies! Is it fun? Yes! Are you just loving it and want to work there forever? Oh hell no. That being said...
C. I wanted this job so I could 1.Make money this summer and 2. Figure out what to do with my life as a post-grad.
...So I thought I wasn't going to find anything major. Nothing that would just jump start my career. Whatever that would be. I'm not even sure I know what I want to do with my life right now. Why did I just go to school for four years and spend lots of money I don't actually have? Because now, I don't know. I know that this is a common conundrum people my age with my experience and education have but you don't what it to ever happen to yourself. But alas, it has... or should I say, "had". Because I was perfectly fine not having a big-girl job. Not being able to change the world as easily or quickly as I thought. Being perfectly content living out Covenant's "extraordinary calling in ordinary places". Feeling like such a badass just letting the wind blow me and finally letting go of my anal tendencies of having everything in order just like I want it. I was prepping myself and family for a move to Grand Rapids to live with a former college room/housemate. It was going to be fun. We weren't going to have good jobs right away. We would cry a lot. Together. It would be super cold. We would probably call our parents a lot. It would be the 20-something life we've been waiting for.
And then. Today, whilst traveling Colorado with my parents (convenient time for vacay, mom and pops!) I listen to a voicemail from a call I ignored a few hours ago asking if I would like to have a graduate-assistant job in Covenant's athletic department. "Just give me a call," he says. "This could really help you in a career in collegiate athetlics," he says.
I cried. What am I supposed to do with that?! We were making plans! We wanted to find a house by the end of the week! And now I have to think about a different possibility, a lot of states away... Gah! My mind says go and my body says no. Classic. The thing is. The logical thing would be to take it. But I'm liking this new me who wants to be a free bird. It's nice. Don't worry about it. Things will work out. You'll have a close friend. The thing is, I went to school for this kind of job. I might as well take it and see if I want to do it.
Tomorrow I'm calling back. Maybe I'll know right away. Maybe I'll have to chew on it for a while. Pray, think, ask for advice. I want things to be easy but I also want to do what makes sense. Pleasing people plays a big role in this decision.
my heart plays a big role in this decision.
I cry more for that reason. A reason that was everything I've ever wanted yet nothing I expected. It's been good. I'm charmed. But my mind says not to get carried away. Don't make something out of nothing. However, these nothings, in my mind, have turned into a great big something. Don't misread it, Cath.
My nose is tingling right now. I'm breathing faster than normal, kind of like hyper-ventalitating but not at all. I changed the music on my computer from loud Avett Brothers to Coldplay's Parachutes. I wish I could just get myself together! I wish I left my Bible in my pack. I want to hear the truth. I want to be comforted and told everything will work out. Which it will. It just might not be the way I want it to.
In other news. I have a pimple. Must be the fudge I ate.
Cath
3.14.2013
Well...
Do you ever realize you might have passed on something you kind of really wanted only not know it until months later? I think that might have happened to me. Maybe I'm being dramatic. I am being vague, I know that but I don't care. One day I'll look back on this and know. Ho-hum.
I forget that God has a plan for me and I let myself wrry and think about things that I think I did wrong. But that's not helpful to me and He just keeps on loving me the same.
In other news, there is a Bagpipe newspaper teetering on my SIP carrel but it hasn't fallen down, it just rocks. I have 15 pages of my SIP. Half way there!
Cheers!
I forget that God has a plan for me and I let myself wrry and think about things that I think I did wrong. But that's not helpful to me and He just keeps on loving me the same.
In other news, there is a Bagpipe newspaper teetering on my SIP carrel but it hasn't fallen down, it just rocks. I have 15 pages of my SIP. Half way there!
Cheers!
2.13.2013
Life as of today
Well, here I am, it's 13 February and I'm making one of my bi-annual posts. I mean I guess it doesn't matter since no one ever really reads this but maybe I'll post it for the world to see and then I'll be a blogging star! Or not because that's just a lot of effort.
Basically, I'm in my last semester at Covenant. Woof! Everyday is one more day closer to graduation and what's even more frightening is that I must be on the search for jobs! I've applied to grad schools but I just don't want to put all my eggs in that basket, you know? So basically I work at a B&B and go to a few classes. (I get to be a part time student this semester!) That means I get to bake my face off. So today I'm making homemade granola for one of my housemates and I. We eat it for breakfast and it's way cheaper (and tastier) than store bought cereal. Win-win!z
Homemade Granola Recipe:
There's so many other things you could add to this. Different nuts, seeds, what-have-you. We always do rasins for the dried fruit part because Mae prefers them but I like cherries!
Here's what I do:
Homemade Granola
Basically, I'm in my last semester at Covenant. Woof! Everyday is one more day closer to graduation and what's even more frightening is that I must be on the search for jobs! I've applied to grad schools but I just don't want to put all my eggs in that basket, you know? So basically I work at a B&B and go to a few classes. (I get to be a part time student this semester!) That means I get to bake my face off. So today I'm making homemade granola for one of my housemates and I. We eat it for breakfast and it's way cheaper (and tastier) than store bought cereal. Win-win!z
Homemade Granola Recipe:
There's so many other things you could add to this. Different nuts, seeds, what-have-you. We always do rasins for the dried fruit part because Mae prefers them but I like cherries!
Here's what I do:
Homemade Granola
3 cups (300 grams) old-fashioned rolled oats (not instant)
3/4 cup (75 grams) sliced or slivered almonds
1/2 tablespoon ground cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons canola oil or 2 tablespoons (28 grams) unsalted butter, melted
1/2 cup (120 ml) pure maple syrup
1 cup dried fruits (cranberries, cherries, apricots, dates, figs, and/or raisins) (optional)
Bake at 325 for 30 minutes and try not to let it burn! Sometimes I just go in there and push the granola around to make sure it's not sticking/burning/getting too friendly with the pan.
Bake at 325 for 30 minutes and try not to let it burn! Sometimes I just go in there and push the granola around to make sure it's not sticking/burning/getting too friendly with the pan.
Happy Galentine's Day!
12.16.2011
voices
it's been a long time since i wrote something but it's currently 6:30 am and i'm too tired to explain anything. maybe one day in the future i'll be reading this and have forgotten what exactly happened and i'm just going to tell that future self, "who cares!" the point is, i had this thought and wandered here to write it down...
i really like voices. i love to hear people talk and what makes theirs different. i love hearing people sing. no professionally, i like to hear how my friends sing next to me at church. the people who you would most expect to be wonderful is terrible and those who you assume have a pretty average voice have a pretty great voice. i also hate the fact that you can't hear a bloggers voice reading the text. how can i follow you so diligently and not know what you sound like? i what to be able to tell where you're from by the way you call you pronounce my name. plus hearing a mid-westerner call their soda a pop is just not as delightful when you have to read it. i guess by saying i like voices i also like accents. i love knowing where you're from without asking by just listening. although, sometimes it's difficult. i'm thinking about how i really don't have much of one and for some reason i tend to pick up how the people around me are speaking and just go with that. i think it's called mimicking. it's kind of embarrassing.
anyway, i just like hearing how you talk.
7.13.2011
Wunder Brot
Gah! I found this recipe the other day on Stumbleupon:
It was love at first sight. And the way she wrote about it. I'm salivating just thinking about it. Anyways, I saw it yesterday and I'm in the process of baking it right now. You know what's really tough? Being patient. And you wanna know what you have to be patient for? Baking bread. I started last night but then it was 10 PM and I just wanted to go to bed so then I had to resume the process this morning but now I'm in a time crunch because I have to be at work at 12:30 but I really want to greet this thang right out of the oven and smell it and cherish it and then jump around giddily while it cools. I think it would be alright if I was just an incy-wincy bit late to work today, right? Isn't there that rule for baseball that you may only be late if you are baking an apple pie? I'm just going to go ahead and say that, that applies to me right here, right now.
You know what's really fun? Baking bread to film scores. It's so inspiring and it makes you feel like you can conquer the world by just putting that delicious bundle of goodness into the oven. It's like the world will be a better place and people will cheer for you and celebrate you and give you a trophy and then one day, when you're all grown up, they'll build a statue in your honor in the middle of city and people from all over will come visit it and say, "That girl. Catherine Kercher, she baked the most delicious bread in the entire world and I want to be like her." This is going to sound really cheesy but honestly, I do want to do something great one day. And unfortunately it's so that I'll get glory even though God should get all the glory for anything I succeed in. As I'm writing this I'm thinking about the Doxology and "To God be the Glory". ... I think I just "Jesus juked myself... (Check this out, you'll know what I mean. http://www.joythebaker.com/blog/2011/03/cinnamon-sugar-pull-apart-bread/)
Have I ever told you that I need validation and affirmation? Well I do and sometimes I imagine myself getting some kind of honor for what is in reality a really mundane thing but I build it up to be a life-changer, a big deal. I'm so vain, I like to think everyone thing is about me. I know that's awful but I struggle with that almost daily. Yeesh.
Well. That's all. Maybe I'll come back to tell you how it turned out. Or maybe I won't.
5.11.2011
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