Bible, Bowl and Chow

I stand outside the entrance to the church’s social level, waiting for Starlight–Zielonya–to arrive. I nervously check the muffins I brought. They’re still warm from the oven, and the au gratin potatoes that are actually for the potluck are none the worse for having a cheap Wal-mart basket that I can easily replace set on top of them. Baked goods are a good place to start, Aunt Lia always says. I miss Aunt Lia–quite a bit, actually.

As an empath, I have a powerful natural urge to want everyone around me to be content and happy. Being around people who have energy, enthusiasm and a sheer zest for life is revitalizing, and I imagine it’s the same for people who don’t have powers. It’s not just that when someone else is uncomfortable it makes me depressed, it’s something more primal. It’s a need, and not really a selfish one. They say that man is a social animal, and I guess that empaths like me are just the proof of it.

As a student (genius?), I’m a problem solver at heart. I tend to think things through from every angle and then pick the best approach, but there’s always a degree of uncertainty involved. There are always going to be factors I don’t know about, and the best I can do is to hope. It’s my instinct to try and help other people solve their problems. It’s why I’m currently searching for a new job–customer service isn’t so bad, but I absolutely hate selling. Hate it with a passion. Fundraising is different–that’s for a cause. Just plain “profit” is not a motivator for me.

Thus, it is my nature to want to help Starlight (Zielonya) with whatever her problem is. At the same time, I can’t intrude on her privacy. That would be cruel of me. All I can really do is try to help her through it in the little ways, and that’s hard. Being an empath does not mean I naturally have “people skills.” I am attuned to people. I am not necessarily good at applying that.

Starlight is headed my way, across the park. I can feel her before I see her. Every person feels slightly different–a mix of complex emotions, but there’s normally one thing about them that defines them. One person I knew–a long time ago–felt safe. I am defined by my analytical alertness. Someone else was all fire and ice, a storm condensed down into an unstoppable force of nature, wrapped in a mild exterior. Starlight is tightly controlled, her uniqueness hidden. Ironically, it’s that that makes her stand out to me. Most people have no idea how to attune self-control so deeply and repressively.

I smile as she comes over, just glad she did come, after all. “Welcome to BBC,” I say.

“I’m assuming you don’t mean the British Broadcasting Corporation,” she says dryly. I laugh.

“No, though that would be fun. ‘Bible, Bowl, and Chow.’ It’s a potluck, but don’t worry about that. Some people have a hard time bringing something because of school or work, and there’s always more than enough food left over. If you love archaeology, you’re in for a treat.” I hand her the muffins. “And these are for you. Just because.”

I will probably humiliate myself during the bowling again, but, as usual, I don’t care at all.

Author’s Note: The nickname of the Bible study–“Bible, Bowl, and Chow”–is actually not mine. It belongs to my former youth group. Aunt Lia is fictional, but based on a couple of people I know in real life.

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17 thoughts on “Bible, Bowl and Chow

    • erinkenobi2893 July 31, 2015 / 4:11 PM

      I believe you. Snowballs? No problem. Nerf guns? Just fine!
      But bowling? Who invented bowling? And why? It’s like golf! There’s no point to the game! At least in Ultimate Frisbee, you run around, you go crazy, you have an excuse to complain about the grass stains on your favorite sweater vest…
      Sorry.
      I’ve just never recovered from the psychological trauma of having my favorite sweater irreparably stained. Though, we were able to put it in a sort of dye to get a mottled effect… Never mind. I’m still mad about it.

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      • writefury July 31, 2015 / 6:44 PM

        Oh, man. Ultimate frisbee. *facepalm* My brother is way too good at that game. He won along with a ten year old kid against eleven other people. He’s ridiculous.

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      • erinkenobi2893 August 1, 2015 / 7:35 AM

        I’m not good at it, but it’s fun. That’s the point, isn’t it?

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      • erinkenobi2893 August 1, 2015 / 10:37 AM

        On the other hand, why would anyone want to throw a cannonball down a lane at a triangle, or whack an acne-scarred weighted ping-pong ball around a course? What’s the point of that?!

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      • writefury August 1, 2015 / 11:33 AM

        Maybe just to show off how strong they are to chuck a cannonball down the lane accurately enough to do something with it. It’s really all I can do to keep myself from falling into the lane after throwing the ball…
        Scorekeeping on bowling, though? That, I can handle. 😛

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      • erinkenobi2893 August 1, 2015 / 1:42 PM

        I’ve wrenched my fingers a couple of times while trying to bowl. When your fingers get stuck in the holes in the ball… it’s messy.
        Even the score cards are annoying to me.

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  1. erinkenobi2893 August 3, 2015 / 8:08 AM

    I seem to have lost my dashboard… let’s see if this works.

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  2. irisbloom5 August 31, 2015 / 1:49 PM

    Ah! I miss BBC so much! Those were the nights…. Umm.. Not to be pushy, but where’s Audrey? I promise I’ll start posting again in two weeks. Can’t promise more than 1 post a month…

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    • erinkenobi2893 August 31, 2015 / 2:51 PM

      I am so sorry. I’m trying to move the story forward, but right now it’s tough. That plot bunny–arrrgh! I had a plot bunny with a genderswapped Tenth Doctor and it’s gnawing on her Converse, now, so she’s pestering me to take care of it. I can see right through her, though. She’s been FEEDING the bloody thing. She’s a sucker for anything small and cute (and that does include humans, I’m afraid… and plot bunnies as well.)
      Ironically, the fact that the plot bunny is gnawing on her Converse is actually a paradox, because if it wasn’t for the plot bunny she would not even BE here and I’m not making any sense at all, aren’t I.

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      • irisbloom5 August 31, 2015 / 10:49 PM

        Kaaaaayyyy… I just finished the hardest math homework ive ever done, and so im drowning my anxiety with cookiees and chocolate. I miss Saxon. Sooooo nervous about keeping grades up…. You know, since we’re comparing current mental states. ;p

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      • erinkenobi2893 September 1, 2015 / 10:21 AM

        *freaking out quietly* I HAVE TO WORK THIS AFTERNOON 😦
        Also, I made a new friend at college! She also likes Doctor Who and Marvel and we sort of bonded when I said that Jewel doesn’t get my “OH YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS” reaction to David Tennant. 😛 Like, I don’t have a crush, I just think he’s so adorable. Like almost in a little-kid type way. 😛

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      • irisbloom5 September 2, 2015 / 3:46 PM

        Are you free tonight around… Oh, never mind, that’s nine your time… Wait! I don’t have class Monday! How about a catch up/fan freak out call Monday afternoon?

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      • erinkenobi2893 September 2, 2015 / 3:51 PM

        Okay! 😀 That’s Labor Day, remember? 😛
        Raya cut her bangs. Again. *sigh*

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      • irisbloom5 September 2, 2015 / 4:22 PM

        Really? It never occurred to me the fact I don’t have school on a Monday in Sep was Labor day… 😛
        Dr Who Season 8 on Netflix!!!!! I love Peter Capaldi! So far the second episode is the best, but I can’t wait to see Robot in Sherwood forest… Tonight after study hall I’ll try to watch it. And then I have all weekend, and hardly any homework. *prays I didn’t just jinx myself*

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      • erinkenobi2893 September 3, 2015 / 8:27 AM

        😛
        I think I’m planning on going to Hancocks in the morning and we’re supposed to go swimming in the afternoon.
        From what I’ve seen from clips, he’s very good and I’ll probably like him more than the Eleventh Doctor… *puts hands over mouth* I’m sorry. Matt Smith’s Doctor just hasn’t hooked me in yet :-S

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