I’ve blogged about it before. Now it’s actually happening. Saturday, November 3rd at 11 a.m. If you live in south Florida and you’re in communications/graphic/web design, you NEED to be here! It’s going to be worth it!
I’ve gotta give a shameless plug for the Communications Network blog. Check it out and pass it on!
We are joining some of the other churches across the country and doing an “Office”-esque series. Except we’re calling it “On the Clock”. It’s going to be a fun study on office life and how to deal with it. We’ve got a website up allowing anyone and everyone to write down their office stories. Go on, you know you have a story. It’s completely anonymous, of course. Share away!
Check out this article I read today on MSN.com. I read the headline and the writer had me: Deep-voiced men have more kids. Who thinks of these studies?
We’re updating our new website daily with stories, videos and graphics! Check out the latest video we posted for our worship arts page:
I think a jet just flew over our offices and it kind of scared me for a minute. Then I remembered what day it was and that’s why a jet was flying over.
I was a month away from turning 18. I was a senior in high school, but I was dual enrolled at BCC (the community college). I was walking to my english class when my Mom called me and told me a plane had hit the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. I didn’t really believe her and I didn’t think it was a big deal. My Mom tends to overreact and she was just telling me to be careful…being a Mom. I called a friend to see if he was OK and he stayed home from school that day. He told me what had happened…he saw the entire thing on TV. Then I started freaking out. I went to class thinking it would be cancelled, but it wasn’t. In fact, the professor didn’t even mention what had happened…everyone in the class knew and he just ignored it. I guess he was just trying to stay on topic.
Along with everything that happened on 9/11, my senior year was a bad year. My longtime boyfriend (who is now my husband!) broke up with me, my brother made some decisions that hurt my family and my Dad was diagnosed with depression and started taking medication. With all of that bundled into one year and trying to pick a college, it was just rough.
But when I think about how rough it was for me, I can’t even imagine how bad it was for the victims of 9/11 and their families. I have no room to complain.
I don’t understand God’s sovereignty all the time, but I know that He is sovereign. He is in control. Sometimes things happen that no one can explain, but for me, everything happens for a reason.
It was way past due for me to make one of these for our staff. I’m so glad it’s finally done. It’s basically a booklet of guidelines and rules to remember when doing anything that the church will see. It includes uses of the logo, colors, spelling, grammar and more. Huge props to Natalie for laying it out for me 
If you are a communications person in the church, I hope you will find this helpful. I was inspired by Zondervan’s new branding strategy and Kem Meyer at Granger Community Church. In fact, most of the stuff was taken directly from their style guide…no shame…it was good stuff! Let me know what you guys think! Click on the link below.
Today is my big brother’s birthday…he is 27. He’s so close to 30 and it’s weird to me! It feels like yesterday we were fighting over who would sit in the front seat of the car. Or fighting over the remote control. For all the fighting we did, we are very good friends. I feel very blessed to have him as not only a brother but a friend. We like to hang out with each other…even though he still calls me that childhood name that I LOATHE and he sits on me (yes, sits on me) all the time. He’s goofy, funny, smart and caring. I love you, Scotty. Happy birthday
Haha, after my earlier post, I picked up the phone and all but yelled at the receptionist of this company. I knew it wasn’t her fault, but I didn’t have another option…no one would talk to me or return my phone calls! After she politely offered to call me back, I firmly said “no, absolutely not. no one in this organization has called me back all day and you will let me talk to someone now.” whew…it felt good. she put me on hold and I almost started crying…lol. I’m such a wimp.
I talked to my sales rep…who is more of a coward than a man…he interrupted me everytime I tried to speak and in the end, never apologized. Then he inconvenienced me by forcing me to drive to Miami to pick up my order. I’ve still never seen him or even gotten a courtesy call from him.
To say I was furious is an understatement. I sent him an email before I left for Miami to tell him in so many words that he would not be getting business from us anymore. He’s not even worth blogging about, but I had to explain my earlier post.
I’ve cooled down now and I’m finally ready to enjoy my day off…:)
Today has been a bad day. Two of our vendors have messed me up.
How do you keep your cool on the phone with these people and still say that you’re with a church? Just because I’m from a church doesn’t mean I can’t speak up for myself or get what I’ve paid for already! I haven’t raised my voice, but I’ve tried to be firm, but still “sweet” even though the absolute LAST thing I want to do is be sweet. I’m actually very mad. But if I show through words how mad I am and they know I’m from a church, what happens then? How hard is it to pick up the phone and call me to let me know that my orders aren’t ready?!
OK, I’m stopping now…this has been more of a venting release for me than anything.
UGH.
My pastor blogged about a really important issue today…one that is special to me. Weirdly, we’ve been having a lot of complaints from people in our church about our music. It’s either too loud, too boring, not enough varirety, too much variety…blah blah blah.
We can’t make everyone happy…it’s impossible. Guy explains it well here. Just a warning: it’s extremely long.
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