In a slightly better mood this morning, and as I read over my last blog I recalled some advice I gave to my sister when she was offended that her boyfriend's roommate would play offensive music even though he knew she wouldn't like it. "Drea, it's not your house. It's not his job to sensor his music just because you're there. If you're that offended the only thing you can do is leave." So, Rachel, if you're that offended, the only thing you can do is leave. Which I did. Sorry about griping about it last night. I was tolerably out of line. Still in a bad mood though. And I want waffles for breakfast and am out of syrup.

I have my final dress rehearsal tomorrow night. Must get up tomorrow and memorize the last piece. And practice my high notes. They went smashingly today, but tomorrow will be different. I'm sure it will be fine. But I must sing one good high note every day so that I'm confident that I can.

PS. I hate having friends who are perfectly content to watch the sex call in show when I'm part of the party and they know I'd rather not. So once again here I am at home having beat a hasty retreat at the advent of a discussion on anatomy and certain unpleasant odors associated with various body parts....lovely. So worth our time. Amazingly though, I turn off my Christian radio station when I get in the car so as not to offend them...why does it not go both ways do you think? Sorry, I'm in an abominably bad mood tonight. I have just finished watching Bridget Jones Diary -- arguably one of the most depressing movies in the world for a single girl. Somehow I doubt that Colin Firth (Or better, a Mr. Darcy of sorts) is going to come around the corner and fall madly in love with me as I make an utter fool of my self. Likely story. I'll see you when I'm in a better mood.

Oh yes, the tension has started to build. Only a few more days until my recital. Am I ready? I think so. My dress is done. I'm almost finished with all of the red tape...etc. My music is memorized, but not to the point that I'll zone out and lose my place. Now all I have to do is come up with some vocal inflections and a little bit of drama up there. We'll see how that goes!

I have a dining room table. I actually ate on it. After two years of eating in an armchair, in bed, or on the floor...it was a nice change! It's beautiful -- drop leaf and old! Now I'm avoiding studying for two tests. One midterm, and one test that I simply forgot about. Guess my late paper will never be turned in...I have to get it done. Maybe after my recital

Mom's here. Suddenly my house is clean and I have a plethora of groceries.

Picking up my Mom at the Airport

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Why Rachel is leaving her church:

Teri did hit on something, so lest you think I'm just an overly critical flake, here are my list of reasons why I feel that I do not wish to stay at the church I'm currently attending.

1. Preaching that seems to go nowhere and say nothing.

2.Bible study that doesn't really study the Bible, but meets once a week to discuss everyone's rather hazy views on why they appreciate their faith, without any reference to Christ

3. Sunday school that is an interesting lecture series on icons, prayer mazes, and such, but something I could read about on my own.

4. Lack of Biblical foundation manifested throughout the church laiety -- to the point that most of the congregation cannot tell with any accuracy where to find any given book of the bible.

5. The Rector.

6. A general sense on my part that there should be more to church than church stuff. The focus on church should be to meet, and worship, and learn something that can be applied to daily life. Litergy is wonderful, community service is great, even socializing with other Christians are all good things, but it shoudln't be the only reason to be there. We don't go to church to feel better about ourselves for having done our good thing for the week, and then walk out without having been challenged to grow, to mature, to grow closer to God, to repent of the things in our life that are keeping us away from him, to become connected to God so that in turn we may minister to others. But to try think that you can do all of that church "stuff" without the basic foundation of a personal relationship with Christ is a serious waste of time and energy -- in fact it seems worse than nothing at all. It seems to me that a person is much better off doing no church stuff than calmly sitting year after year in a place where you're getting fed watered down pseudo-Christian mixed with the latest pop-psychology and motivational speaches where you'll never have the chance to even hear TRUTH, and never know the difference. After four years of it, I'm starving spiritually. I've loved the liturgy. I've loved the music. But I need someone to teach me something that I can't get out of a book, or by reading a commentary. Don't think I haven't tried to glean nutrition out of what St. Albans has to offer. I'm going to sunday school, to the rectors bible study, and to sunday every week on top of helping out with youth group (which is actually run by a Baptist, so we do get meat and potatoes there). But I'm still frustrated. I thought it was just me not trying hard enough to take advantage of opportunities that were being presented, or being so critical that I coudln't possibly get anything out of it. But then I went to another church for a sunday. And there it was -- truth, a good sermon, an application to daily life, a congregation seeking to do God's will, and that went out of its way to welcome a stranger. And It felt like coming home.

So it's not just me. And I'm not the only person on that church that feels the same way about it It's not a decision I've come to lightly, and I don't think anyone should leave a church "just 'cause." So there you have it...in an endlessly long tirade! Now I'm going to go practice....

Alright. So today was just one of those days. I've started announcing to various factions that I'll be leaving St. Albans after the Easter services. This is getting hard. How do you leave a church? And how do you do that without criticizing the church, pastor, elders, etc?

I passed my recital hearing! I'm going out to get sloshed. Well, not sloshed perse, but I'm definately going to have a drink. Maybe even two if I get really excited. Maybe I need to rethink joining a baptist church. I can imagine they woudln't be thrilled. And Dr. Williamson didn't like my suit. Well, not the suit exactly -- just the fact that I wore pants to a hearing. I forgot that she woudln't like that. I did wear closed toe shoes just to make sure I was kosher. Oh well. You can't win them all and she still passed me...I'm all set for my ever-looming recital!