I know a lot of you think I'm a little crazy, but really I have always liked football. I remember the Jim McMahon days of the Bears and Mike Singletary. I lived in Tamp Bay when the Super Bowl was played there and remember watching the fireworks from my back yard. When I was younger, I would sit with a spiral notebook writing down each players name and number and position. See, even when I was 10 I was longing for fantasy football! Only now I care more about their career stats than how cute they are...really!
But fantasy football is not the only thing consuming my life right now, flossing my teeth is as well. Not what you expected me to say, huh? I hate when you go to the dentist and they ask if you have been flossing. Who really ever answers "yes, everyday!" That's really reserved for the chronic OCD people...like me. I have recently observed that even after I brush my teeth, there is still a bunch of food between my teeth! Okay, I know that's gross, but I deal with gross everyday. I'm becoming immune. I'm thinking I should try a new toothbrush, but really the multi-pack at Costco just makes sense. Especially since I change my toothbrush every other month.
Before you are amazed at my incredible dental hygiene, let me tell you I replace my toothbrush because I brush so hard and chew on my toothbrush while I do my make-up, brush a child's hair, pick up dirty towels, that the brush is destroyed in 8 weeks. My husband however, could use the same toothbrush from the dentist until the dentist gives him a new one for free.
But back to the flossing...I am one of those weirdos that actually like going to the dentist. However, I have not been pleased with our current dentist. And for some reason here in the laid back world of Montana, I can not make an appointment for six months later, so I'm suppose to remember to call 30 days before I want the appointment. Now they nicely remind me with a post card - one for each member of the family. That's a lot of postage! So I have not made new appointments and our last cleanings were in December. In some odd way I think if I floss every morning and every evening I can prolong going back. (You'd be amazed what gets between your teeth while you sleep. I don't know how, but it does!)
Meredith has taken it upon herself to daily remind me to make a dentist appointment for her, and Jarrett loves to floss his teeth as well. And with Mikalah in braces, she brushes like five times a day! I know my kids are "covered", but really I need to find a new dentist.
In other news, the building we were about to lease for our church has fallen through. The city has said that there are $250,000 worth of improvements that need to be made before it can be classified as "a place of assembly" (meaning it can hold over 200 people). That's just not something the landlord is willing to consider doing even if we are paying the full bill. And paying the full bill doesn't appear to be an option. So we are looking elsewhere.
My question is at what point do we say, "God wants us to look at something else." or "God has something better for us." instead of saying, "We don't have the funds, but God does." or "The church is God's so it's His job to fund the improvements." How do you know which one is the right attitude? Faith that there will be something better in the right timing or faith that God will orchestrate a miracle. We want to patient, but not complacent; proactive but not reckless.