Friday, November 18, 2011
Fridays are for Frozen dish soap.
Yup, I said it. Frozen dish soap. It was this morning when I woke up to frozen dish soap and a thin sheet of ice layering the top of my coffee pot I realized just how cold my lovely abode was getting. If it weren’t for my droopy eyelids I might have even been able to see my breath, but for the sake of my sanity I’m refraining from such thoughts. I know what you’re thinking; there are easier ways to discover how to live like and Eskimo. Truth be told it hasn’t really been that bad, but as the temperatures keep dropping and snow is now falling, I’m thinking something’s gotta give.
Our tenant’s downstairs were conveniently enough our landlord and his lovely wife. Since they’re expecting they’ve thus decided to invest in a larger place to call home. While we’re quite excited for them, Melissa and I’ve realized their absence will not go lightly. Through facing the loss of losing irreplaceable neighbors, we’re realizing we lost a lot more. The power downstairs for one that no longer lends life to our washer and dryer, porch light, lobby, and bottom portion of the stairs. Our “free” wi-fi’s absence on the other hand wasn’t felt as harshly at first. That is until weeks of solitude and productivity were replaced with the haunting reality that life in your 20’s is pretty much unmanageable without the world wide web. Needless to say Comcast has been called. Which leads me to our newest discovery recently added to our list of losses.. HEAT! Without the Taylor’s to heat our floors we’re fighting a loosing battle with our electric bill and our sanity. All this to say, we’re ready for a renter.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Fall-ing in love with Washington.
Happy October!! My favorite time of the year is officially upon us. Behold, the crisp breeze, bursts of color, and changing leaves are here at last. Let the festivities commence!
Since my arrival back in Spokane I've been committed to experiencing as much of this beautiful city as it has to offer before the first snow falls and it's treasures lie hidden once again under a blanket of white. I'd like to think I've done fairly well for myself considering my responsibilities tend to get more than their fair share of time. Whether it be experiencing my favorite places completely transformed by vegetation and outdoor enthusiasts or partaking in new explorations, there have been plenty of discoveries underway during these few short summer months and I’m loving every minute of it. A few things I’ve stumbled upon; Many a wildflower fields speckled with families of deer, DOZENS of rivers and streams stretching farther than the eye can see, Scenic yet challenging hikes, and Endless amounts of fresh markets, art&music festivals, and craft fairs. I was here to experience Spokane’s famous “pig out in the park” where hundreds of food booths transformed the beautiful Riverfront Park downtown into your healthy lifestyles worst nightmare. Yesterday I was blessed with a trip to “green bluff” after church with some close friends. (It’s quite similar to “apple hill” near El Dorado hills/ South Lake Tahoe back home.) It’s a chain of farms located just outside of Spokane that transform their acreage into one giant fall festival. They open up their pumpkin patches, apple farms, and vegetable fields for picking while offering train rides and live music community wide. While each farm specializes in something different and exciting, you can generally find anything under the sun “apple” flavored. (pie, donuts, butter, cider, honey sticks, etc) It’s cheap, fun, and family friendly. (there are so many rides for the little ones and competitions for the adult with an inner child) I loved it. We plan to go back in a few weeks to get pumpkins for our Halloween party (more on that to come with pictures from our most recent green bluff extravaganza to follow.)
Basically I've come to the conclusion over these past few months Washington is my souls counter-part when envisioning God's majesty, beauty, and love in tangible form. It is truly majestic here in all seasons and fosters an environment community centered and naturally driven. There is much love felt with plenty to go around to be sure. It seems as if everywhere I turn there's another community involved outreach event catering to every age group. My friendships are flourishing and with each passing day my natural enmity is shifting towards more affection and gratitude for our savior than before.
Here are a few highlights from my time here thus far:
Little Easton's here so now I get the pleasure of playing with two friends and call it something along the lines of "work."
Meet my boyfriend Stuart!! He's a junior at the University of Illonis and a mechanical engineering major. We met on summer staff in Minnesota at the young life camp we both volunteered for. He too was a boat driver and after a few months of pursuing my heart over the phone, snail mail, and skype, he made the trek out to Washington Labor Day weekend. We've decided to give this distance thing a try and see where the Lord leads it. So far he must be granting favor on us because Stuart recently decided on an Internship offer with Boeing out in Seattle this summer. I'd take 4 hours over 2,000+ miles any day. :) We're excited to see where life takes us and just enjoying the ride. He's planning on coming out to cali over christmas break so chances are you'll get to experience this amazing man sooner rather than later. :)
Life with friends back in Spokane has picked back up where it left off. I'm working on busting out my camera during the times when a pictures worth more than a thousand words, but so far I've only managed to capture a few.
Homemade miniature golf course throughout the boys' apartment and onto their roof:
lunches in the park with mckenna.
We believe full moons and boulders overlooking the city skyline should be a full blown spectator event.
And I leave you with a few of my findings.
Since my arrival back in Spokane I've been committed to experiencing as much of this beautiful city as it has to offer before the first snow falls and it's treasures lie hidden once again under a blanket of white. I'd like to think I've done fairly well for myself considering my responsibilities tend to get more than their fair share of time. Whether it be experiencing my favorite places completely transformed by vegetation and outdoor enthusiasts or partaking in new explorations, there have been plenty of discoveries underway during these few short summer months and I’m loving every minute of it. A few things I’ve stumbled upon; Many a wildflower fields speckled with families of deer, DOZENS of rivers and streams stretching farther than the eye can see, Scenic yet challenging hikes, and Endless amounts of fresh markets, art&music festivals, and craft fairs. I was here to experience Spokane’s famous “pig out in the park” where hundreds of food booths transformed the beautiful Riverfront Park downtown into your healthy lifestyles worst nightmare. Yesterday I was blessed with a trip to “green bluff” after church with some close friends. (It’s quite similar to “apple hill” near El Dorado hills/ South Lake Tahoe back home.) It’s a chain of farms located just outside of Spokane that transform their acreage into one giant fall festival. They open up their pumpkin patches, apple farms, and vegetable fields for picking while offering train rides and live music community wide. While each farm specializes in something different and exciting, you can generally find anything under the sun “apple” flavored. (pie, donuts, butter, cider, honey sticks, etc) It’s cheap, fun, and family friendly. (there are so many rides for the little ones and competitions for the adult with an inner child) I loved it. We plan to go back in a few weeks to get pumpkins for our Halloween party (more on that to come with pictures from our most recent green bluff extravaganza to follow.)
Basically I've come to the conclusion over these past few months Washington is my souls counter-part when envisioning God's majesty, beauty, and love in tangible form. It is truly majestic here in all seasons and fosters an environment community centered and naturally driven. There is much love felt with plenty to go around to be sure. It seems as if everywhere I turn there's another community involved outreach event catering to every age group. My friendships are flourishing and with each passing day my natural enmity is shifting towards more affection and gratitude for our savior than before.
Here are a few highlights from my time here thus far:
Little Easton's here so now I get the pleasure of playing with two friends and call it something along the lines of "work."
Meet my boyfriend Stuart!! He's a junior at the University of Illonis and a mechanical engineering major. We met on summer staff in Minnesota at the young life camp we both volunteered for. He too was a boat driver and after a few months of pursuing my heart over the phone, snail mail, and skype, he made the trek out to Washington Labor Day weekend. We've decided to give this distance thing a try and see where the Lord leads it. So far he must be granting favor on us because Stuart recently decided on an Internship offer with Boeing out in Seattle this summer. I'd take 4 hours over 2,000+ miles any day. :) We're excited to see where life takes us and just enjoying the ride. He's planning on coming out to cali over christmas break so chances are you'll get to experience this amazing man sooner rather than later. :)
Life with friends back in Spokane has picked back up where it left off. I'm working on busting out my camera during the times when a pictures worth more than a thousand words, but so far I've only managed to capture a few.
Homemade miniature golf course throughout the boys' apartment and onto their roof:
lunches in the park with mckenna.
We believe full moons and boulders overlooking the city skyline should be a full blown spectator event.
And I leave you with a few of my findings.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Come to me.. -Matt 11:28
Of course this would be my devotional for the day. Divine intervention is my favorite. Thank you father for your unrelenting perusal of making me complete in you. I couldn’t have been given more perfect words to mediate on. Absolutely.
God intends for us to live a well-rounded life in Christ Jesus, but there are times when that life is attacked from the outside. Then we tend to fall back into self-examination, a habit that we thought was gone. Self-awareness is the first thing that will upset the completeness of our life in God, and self-awareness continually produces a sense of struggling and turmoil in our lives. Self-awareness is not sin, and it can be produced by nervous emotions or by suddenly being dropped into a totally new set of circumstances. Yet it is never God’s will that we should be anything less than absolutely complete in Him. Anything that disturbs our rest in Him must be rectified at once, and it is not rectified by being ignored but only by coming to Jesus Christ. If we will come to Him, asking Him to produce Christ-awareness in us, He will always do it, until we fully learn to abide in Him.
Never allow anything that divides or destroys the oneness of your life with Christ to remain in your life without facing it. Beware of allowing the influence of your friends or your circumstances to divide your life. This only serves to sap your strength and slow your spiritual growth. Beware of anything that can split your oneness with Him, causing you to see yourself as separate from Him. Nothing is as important as staying right spiritually. And the only solution is a very simple one— “Come to Me . . . .” The intellectual, moral, and spiritual depth of our reality as a person is tested and measured by these words. Yet in every detail of our lives where we are found not to be real, we would rather dispute the findings than come to Jesus.
God intends for us to live a well-rounded life in Christ Jesus, but there are times when that life is attacked from the outside. Then we tend to fall back into self-examination, a habit that we thought was gone. Self-awareness is the first thing that will upset the completeness of our life in God, and self-awareness continually produces a sense of struggling and turmoil in our lives. Self-awareness is not sin, and it can be produced by nervous emotions or by suddenly being dropped into a totally new set of circumstances. Yet it is never God’s will that we should be anything less than absolutely complete in Him. Anything that disturbs our rest in Him must be rectified at once, and it is not rectified by being ignored but only by coming to Jesus Christ. If we will come to Him, asking Him to produce Christ-awareness in us, He will always do it, until we fully learn to abide in Him.
Never allow anything that divides or destroys the oneness of your life with Christ to remain in your life without facing it. Beware of allowing the influence of your friends or your circumstances to divide your life. This only serves to sap your strength and slow your spiritual growth. Beware of anything that can split your oneness with Him, causing you to see yourself as separate from Him. Nothing is as important as staying right spiritually. And the only solution is a very simple one— “Come to Me . . . .” The intellectual, moral, and spiritual depth of our reality as a person is tested and measured by these words. Yet in every detail of our lives where we are found not to be real, we would rather dispute the findings than come to Jesus.
to be holy and blameless in his sight.
And so it begins, life once again resides in the land of endless beauty. Washington, I’ve missed you. To my family and friends back in the golden state (and Minnesota), thank you all for an unforgettable and truly life-changing summer. I heard this phrase in passing the other day and chuckled at the mere notion it could quite seriously, and immaturely, be the phrase I forever associate my summer of 2011 with. “Summer is where the girls go barefoot and their hearts are just as free as their toes.” Both my toes and my heart have never felt more free. To the 14-year-old girl with shorts too small for even my cabbage patch doll, I solute you.
While my original plan was to briefly catch you up on all the happenings of summer, I was flooded with a need to share more specifically what I’m wrestling with at the moment. At the beginning of the summer I left you setting out to find the difference between who I am and who I ought to be. The springs of living water drowned and refreshed me to be sure and throughout the course of these three months I was stretched, tested, jostled, praised, and cleansed. It wasn’t until a few days ago when the joy that brought about what seemed to be subtle changes in my character was replaced with contempt for my true self. Let me tell you it hasn’t been my favorite time and as long as we’re being honest, I write to you tonight more broken than I’ve been in years. Words of advice, if you shoot up a heavy cry in prayer, expect some heavy crying as a result.
I’m not sure if you’re aware but brokenness is never fun. Thus, the past few days haven’t exactly been the party of the century. If it weren’t for a dear friend who spoke truth into my life this evening I might very well still be flat on my rug (planking style for visual purposes) justifying eating an entire pint of ice-cream because “my freezer was broken and it was melting, not because I was sad.” I’m actually not sure weather I’m more pathetic or pitiful at this exact moment, but I know I’m truly thankful nonetheless. If you’re ever feeling worthless or just need a reminder of something to be thankful for, I highly recommend reading Ephesians 1:3-23 and replacing the “us’s” and “we’s” with “you”. (courtesy of zakk uhler)
So what’s going on in my head that’s currently making it such a horrible place to be? It’s simple really. This summer I learned more about being rather than doing and owned loving rather than pursuing. I adapted to “being” more about God’s will rather than “doing“ my own and “loving” people as we’re commanded to rather than “pursuing” friendships self-centerdly. What’s horrible about this is the realization I’ve been all about the exact opposite and wrestling through the difficulties it’s in turn produced. Life’s sadly been about me not him and my selfishness has manifested it’s way into justifying straying from basic biblical principals. I had forgotten how to build-up, how to serve, and even how to love. Tonight in what seemed to be his desperate attempt to get me to listen, I was slapped across the face with one of my biggest insecurities. Luckily he’s gone before me and seen this particular situation through, but I’m still left sorting through the mess my heads already created of it. As the night’s progressed I’ve felt compelled to make drastic changes in my day to day so this doesn't happen again. I come to you now with a sincere and heartfelt apology for my selfishness in our friendship. Please know I am working on being a better individual when it comes to relationships in general, but your grace is needed to see this transformation through. While i realize I've handled a great number of you quite recklessly, my aim is centered on the rock now and i can assure you things are going to be different from here on out. I have opted to taking the next few days to fast from people. I am doing so as to better discern what's God's leading and what's my own in hopes to better balance my desire to know everyone deeply and my call to be purposeful with few. I hope you will partner with me in prayer through this transformation and see it through to its completion. Thank you for your understanding. I love and appreciate you guys more than i let on. You're all rockstars.
While my original plan was to briefly catch you up on all the happenings of summer, I was flooded with a need to share more specifically what I’m wrestling with at the moment. At the beginning of the summer I left you setting out to find the difference between who I am and who I ought to be. The springs of living water drowned and refreshed me to be sure and throughout the course of these three months I was stretched, tested, jostled, praised, and cleansed. It wasn’t until a few days ago when the joy that brought about what seemed to be subtle changes in my character was replaced with contempt for my true self. Let me tell you it hasn’t been my favorite time and as long as we’re being honest, I write to you tonight more broken than I’ve been in years. Words of advice, if you shoot up a heavy cry in prayer, expect some heavy crying as a result.
I’m not sure if you’re aware but brokenness is never fun. Thus, the past few days haven’t exactly been the party of the century. If it weren’t for a dear friend who spoke truth into my life this evening I might very well still be flat on my rug (planking style for visual purposes) justifying eating an entire pint of ice-cream because “my freezer was broken and it was melting, not because I was sad.” I’m actually not sure weather I’m more pathetic or pitiful at this exact moment, but I know I’m truly thankful nonetheless. If you’re ever feeling worthless or just need a reminder of something to be thankful for, I highly recommend reading Ephesians 1:3-23 and replacing the “us’s” and “we’s” with “you”. (courtesy of zakk uhler)
So what’s going on in my head that’s currently making it such a horrible place to be? It’s simple really. This summer I learned more about being rather than doing and owned loving rather than pursuing. I adapted to “being” more about God’s will rather than “doing“ my own and “loving” people as we’re commanded to rather than “pursuing” friendships self-centerdly. What’s horrible about this is the realization I’ve been all about the exact opposite and wrestling through the difficulties it’s in turn produced. Life’s sadly been about me not him and my selfishness has manifested it’s way into justifying straying from basic biblical principals. I had forgotten how to build-up, how to serve, and even how to love. Tonight in what seemed to be his desperate attempt to get me to listen, I was slapped across the face with one of my biggest insecurities. Luckily he’s gone before me and seen this particular situation through, but I’m still left sorting through the mess my heads already created of it. As the night’s progressed I’ve felt compelled to make drastic changes in my day to day so this doesn't happen again. I come to you now with a sincere and heartfelt apology for my selfishness in our friendship. Please know I am working on being a better individual when it comes to relationships in general, but your grace is needed to see this transformation through. While i realize I've handled a great number of you quite recklessly, my aim is centered on the rock now and i can assure you things are going to be different from here on out. I have opted to taking the next few days to fast from people. I am doing so as to better discern what's God's leading and what's my own in hopes to better balance my desire to know everyone deeply and my call to be purposeful with few. I hope you will partner with me in prayer through this transformation and see it through to its completion. Thank you for your understanding. I love and appreciate you guys more than i let on. You're all rockstars.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Attn Mr. Kim Bethell..
.. this post is for you.
It has been brought to my attention that due to my lack of posts, I'm about to dig myself out of a grave. I would much rather turn over a new leaf from this point in time on if that's okay with you. I'm looking forward to a lovely week with you and your family and we wouldn't want a silly thing like this messing up our time together now would we? ;) Think about it and get back to me. ;)
It has been brought to my attention that due to my lack of posts, I'm about to dig myself out of a grave. I would much rather turn over a new leaf from this point in time on if that's okay with you. I'm looking forward to a lovely week with you and your family and we wouldn't want a silly thing like this messing up our time together now would we? ;) Think about it and get back to me. ;)
You can take the girl out of California..
..but you can't take California out of the girl. I'm reunited at last with my sunshine, sand, orange trees, and in&out burgers. Let me tell you, it feels so so good.
First and foremost, before I even begin to present to you what might just become a severe case of word vomit, (seeing as it has been months since my last update), I would like to apologize once again for my negligence. Thankfully Easter privileged me with the opportunity to forgo a cyber relationship with you all and replace text for a family conference call. If it wasn't for the fact I couldn't taste grandma's pilaf and potato salad I just might have bought into the idea of being together. Regardless, that doesn't forgive my lack of commitment to this blogging business.
Now that we've got that taken care of, here's to california dreamin becoming CALIFORNIA LOVIN!! I've been in the sunshine state for a little over 3 weeks now. It feels like just yesterday my pops and I made the 19 hour commute home. 2,000 miles and one great talk later I found myself walking into my front door like... i just got back from sports practice? Yeah.. so much for a grand entry. It was quite anticlimactic to say the least. Who knew driving and talking could be so exhausting. I managed to squeeze in a brief yet quite overdue visit with the grandparents and off i went for a week of festivities in cameron park. It never ceases to amaze me how at home i feel there. Thankfully momma whitesell has adopted me into the family otherwise i'm not quite sure i'd know what to do with myself. Alas the bridal showers, graduations, bbq's, sleepovers, workouts, pranks (and planks ;) were traded with goodbyes and i was off to my next destination of adventure, the bay area.
The bay consisted of pretty much the same shenanigans but included the sweetest reuniting of all, caden christopher cox. Oh how i've missed my sweet little boy. It was one of those feelings you'll never forget and forever remember, and to think it came from a 3 year old. Just another reason he's my reminder the heart of life is good. While my time here was short it was much appreciated and come the end of july i'll find myself right back in the midst of it all and with the best of company.
So that leaves me with my final stop on round one of Jme's gypsy summer tour, Home. Good ole' Clovis, California. I'd be remiss if i didn't mention my first 3 days home weren't exactly welcomed with open arms. Upon my arrival the sun managed to show itself one day followed by 2 days of rain. Normally i wouldn't have an issue with this except I was stuck in a pool for 8 hours both days. Now i don't know about you, but i'm no michael phelps or chuck norris so when you combine 8 hours of swimming in 50 degree weather coupled with constant rain you get a whole lot more than just a hot mess. In the end it was a cool experience (literally ;) and i came out not only lifeguard certified, but pretty pumped up about life in general. After all, if you can survive blue lips and speado's you can survive anything. Aside from that i've been able to get a lot of resting in and family time has come in quite the abundance. I am a lucky girl indeed. Summer events have found one of my bff's brianne home as well so the "three best friends that anyone can have" were reunited over lunch a few days ago. Brittney Ann Dull is getting married on saturday and the elementary years are starting to flash before my eyes once again. What is it about returning home that always gets me so nostalgic!
Graduations and the festivities that always seem to come hand in hand have managed to fill my schedule this week, but they are welcomed with open arms. It was a bitter sweet feeling watching 2 of the 3 herndon brothers walk across that stage last night and although a part of me was a little twisted up inside, my heart was overjoyed for my jimmy j and kyle d. I never thought i'd be that girl who pulled the "I remember when it felt like just yesterday.." line but truth be told, i can now empathize with everyone i've ever hassled. I felt like a proud momma/sister/friend last night and that too is another feeling that will never be replaced. I could go on forever about these two boys and the roles they've played not only in my life, but my families lives. For the sake of your sanity I'll leave it with the simple notion i was reminded of yesterday evening. Life is fleeting and as our lives change and progress in the ebb and flow of our everyday experiences, ultimately progress comes from the intelligent use of experience. It is what we do with this experience that allows us to make a difference, our difference if you will. Whether it be what we've personally encountered, or what we've observed through others treks through what was once the great unknown, experience will far surpass anything you could ever be told or anything you will ever read. So here's to finding out the difference between who you are and who you ought to be. Now excuse me while i go and do the same. :)
First and foremost, before I even begin to present to you what might just become a severe case of word vomit, (seeing as it has been months since my last update), I would like to apologize once again for my negligence. Thankfully Easter privileged me with the opportunity to forgo a cyber relationship with you all and replace text for a family conference call. If it wasn't for the fact I couldn't taste grandma's pilaf and potato salad I just might have bought into the idea of being together. Regardless, that doesn't forgive my lack of commitment to this blogging business.
Now that we've got that taken care of, here's to california dreamin becoming CALIFORNIA LOVIN!! I've been in the sunshine state for a little over 3 weeks now. It feels like just yesterday my pops and I made the 19 hour commute home. 2,000 miles and one great talk later I found myself walking into my front door like... i just got back from sports practice? Yeah.. so much for a grand entry. It was quite anticlimactic to say the least. Who knew driving and talking could be so exhausting. I managed to squeeze in a brief yet quite overdue visit with the grandparents and off i went for a week of festivities in cameron park. It never ceases to amaze me how at home i feel there. Thankfully momma whitesell has adopted me into the family otherwise i'm not quite sure i'd know what to do with myself. Alas the bridal showers, graduations, bbq's, sleepovers, workouts, pranks (and planks ;) were traded with goodbyes and i was off to my next destination of adventure, the bay area.
The bay consisted of pretty much the same shenanigans but included the sweetest reuniting of all, caden christopher cox. Oh how i've missed my sweet little boy. It was one of those feelings you'll never forget and forever remember, and to think it came from a 3 year old. Just another reason he's my reminder the heart of life is good. While my time here was short it was much appreciated and come the end of july i'll find myself right back in the midst of it all and with the best of company.
So that leaves me with my final stop on round one of Jme's gypsy summer tour, Home. Good ole' Clovis, California. I'd be remiss if i didn't mention my first 3 days home weren't exactly welcomed with open arms. Upon my arrival the sun managed to show itself one day followed by 2 days of rain. Normally i wouldn't have an issue with this except I was stuck in a pool for 8 hours both days. Now i don't know about you, but i'm no michael phelps or chuck norris so when you combine 8 hours of swimming in 50 degree weather coupled with constant rain you get a whole lot more than just a hot mess. In the end it was a cool experience (literally ;) and i came out not only lifeguard certified, but pretty pumped up about life in general. After all, if you can survive blue lips and speado's you can survive anything. Aside from that i've been able to get a lot of resting in and family time has come in quite the abundance. I am a lucky girl indeed. Summer events have found one of my bff's brianne home as well so the "three best friends that anyone can have" were reunited over lunch a few days ago. Brittney Ann Dull is getting married on saturday and the elementary years are starting to flash before my eyes once again. What is it about returning home that always gets me so nostalgic!
Graduations and the festivities that always seem to come hand in hand have managed to fill my schedule this week, but they are welcomed with open arms. It was a bitter sweet feeling watching 2 of the 3 herndon brothers walk across that stage last night and although a part of me was a little twisted up inside, my heart was overjoyed for my jimmy j and kyle d. I never thought i'd be that girl who pulled the "I remember when it felt like just yesterday.." line but truth be told, i can now empathize with everyone i've ever hassled. I felt like a proud momma/sister/friend last night and that too is another feeling that will never be replaced. I could go on forever about these two boys and the roles they've played not only in my life, but my families lives. For the sake of your sanity I'll leave it with the simple notion i was reminded of yesterday evening. Life is fleeting and as our lives change and progress in the ebb and flow of our everyday experiences, ultimately progress comes from the intelligent use of experience. It is what we do with this experience that allows us to make a difference, our difference if you will. Whether it be what we've personally encountered, or what we've observed through others treks through what was once the great unknown, experience will far surpass anything you could ever be told or anything you will ever read. So here's to finding out the difference between who you are and who you ought to be. Now excuse me while i go and do the same. :)
Thursday, March 24, 2011
It's about time I put something up..
Welp, it’s official, I’m terrible at even keeping up with you guys via blogging. Fantastic. It’s been weeks. Midterms came and went and I just never quite caught up. However I write to you today overwhelmed with joy. The past few weeks have been nothing but one blessing after another. As my heart continues to seek Christ’s daily, I continue to peal back one scale from my eyes at a time. I am overwhelmed by a relentless God, and blatantly obvious loving God at that.
I am happy to report with 7 weeks to go, 2 of my 5 classes have come to an end, both of which I received “B’s’ in. PRAISE THE LORD! With 3 classes remaining and a lighter load, guess who finally found her balance.. THIS GIRL! It’s been so nice! With more down time on my hands I have a lot more friend time! There have been many nights spent battling over catchphrase and a new game called “fishbowl” has become one of our favorites. I’ve been blessed with a solid group of 9 core friends and we always have more coming our way. It makes the games more interesting. ;) Wednesdays find us at “the garland” (a pretty ghetto movie theatre up the street from my house) for lack of a better term. It’s dollar movies are no match for the people watching glory that goes down.
Kristi and Morgan (friends from san Francisco) blessed me with their presence a few weeks ago for 5 days. They must’ve brought the sunshine with them because for the most part it’s been sunny, BEAUTIFUL, and in the 50’s ever since! I got excited over the prospect of going to a “nelly” concert, but that lasted a whole ten seconds when I realized I was three days too late and poor.
I also went to a seminar the other day about abortion put on by a pro life organization. If I haven’t already talked your ear off about it brace yourself, it’s coming. I have yet another element I’m all about adding into the dynamic of my crazy complex yet God given calling. I hope to get it underway in the near future. I would try to type it into words but I’ll be honest, I’d keep you here til next week. With that being said I’ll save the rest for another time. For now, my prayer is that you would seek his help in all things. Even if you don’t believe in him, he believes in you and has a plan for you. Never forget that. I say this with confidence because my life is a living testament of what he can do in a broken person. I love you all dearly and miss you equally. Is it summer yet?!
Here are a few pictures from the girls visit and a few randoms from the past month..
My first blizzard..
Kristi, Zakk, Myself, and Morgan in Idaho for the day. One of my favorite places thus far.
We're a huge fan of the bridges and rivers here.
Just a taste of the sky's i've come to associate Washington with.
And I leave you with my favorite place :)
I am happy to report with 7 weeks to go, 2 of my 5 classes have come to an end, both of which I received “B’s’ in. PRAISE THE LORD! With 3 classes remaining and a lighter load, guess who finally found her balance.. THIS GIRL! It’s been so nice! With more down time on my hands I have a lot more friend time! There have been many nights spent battling over catchphrase and a new game called “fishbowl” has become one of our favorites. I’ve been blessed with a solid group of 9 core friends and we always have more coming our way. It makes the games more interesting. ;) Wednesdays find us at “the garland” (a pretty ghetto movie theatre up the street from my house) for lack of a better term. It’s dollar movies are no match for the people watching glory that goes down.
Kristi and Morgan (friends from san Francisco) blessed me with their presence a few weeks ago for 5 days. They must’ve brought the sunshine with them because for the most part it’s been sunny, BEAUTIFUL, and in the 50’s ever since! I got excited over the prospect of going to a “nelly” concert, but that lasted a whole ten seconds when I realized I was three days too late and poor.
I also went to a seminar the other day about abortion put on by a pro life organization. If I haven’t already talked your ear off about it brace yourself, it’s coming. I have yet another element I’m all about adding into the dynamic of my crazy complex yet God given calling. I hope to get it underway in the near future. I would try to type it into words but I’ll be honest, I’d keep you here til next week. With that being said I’ll save the rest for another time. For now, my prayer is that you would seek his help in all things. Even if you don’t believe in him, he believes in you and has a plan for you. Never forget that. I say this with confidence because my life is a living testament of what he can do in a broken person. I love you all dearly and miss you equally. Is it summer yet?!
Here are a few pictures from the girls visit and a few randoms from the past month..
My first blizzard..
Kristi, Zakk, Myself, and Morgan in Idaho for the day. One of my favorite places thus far.
We're a huge fan of the bridges and rivers here.
Just a taste of the sky's i've come to associate Washington with.
And I leave you with my favorite place :)
Friday, February 11, 2011
12 months to victory.
"Day twelve: A picture of something you wish you were better at."
Me and good ole' Johnson are slowly getting to know each other. Never mind the fact he's an old little guy and has a knack for getting out of tune every 6 hours. We're working on it. Just wait, in 12 months I'll be the next Taylor Swift except with more common sense. She's not exactly my favorite person, but her music..well.. i don't hate it. :) But in all seriousness, every year I tell myself this will be the year I learn to dabble in the guitar. This year I've been the most productive thus far. One of my dreams is to one day be able to sit around a campfire and bust out with some old time rock and roll.. that kind of music just soothes my soul. Or a little acoustic. You know, whatever just rolls off my fingertips. Worship music would be the ultimate. So what i'm really saying is meet me at the fire pit at my place 12 months from now.
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Me and good ole' Johnson are slowly getting to know each other. Never mind the fact he's an old little guy and has a knack for getting out of tune every 6 hours. We're working on it. Just wait, in 12 months I'll be the next Taylor Swift except with more common sense. She's not exactly my favorite person, but her music..well.. i don't hate it. :) But in all seriousness, every year I tell myself this will be the year I learn to dabble in the guitar. This year I've been the most productive thus far. One of my dreams is to one day be able to sit around a campfire and bust out with some old time rock and roll.. that kind of music just soothes my soul. Or a little acoustic. You know, whatever just rolls off my fingertips. Worship music would be the ultimate. So what i'm really saying is meet me at the fire pit at my place 12 months from now.
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Eleven minutes after Seven.
"Day eleven: a photo of your evening."
Yes.. it's true. This happened at 12pm. I had a great evening that consisted of many other things, but this was perhaps the only thing notable of my time. I had a great night of catching up with good friends and making sure my homework took care of itself. Sometimes it's quite nice to forget your worries for the day and indulge in your hearts desires. Even if that means consuming way too many carbs at 1am. :)
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Yes.. it's true. This happened at 12pm. I had a great evening that consisted of many other things, but this was perhaps the only thing notable of my time. I had a great night of catching up with good friends and making sure my homework took care of itself. Sometimes it's quite nice to forget your worries for the day and indulge in your hearts desires. Even if that means consuming way too many carbs at 1am. :)
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Thursday, February 10, 2011
it's a 10 all across the boards for me!
"Day ten: A picture of the cast from your favorite show."
Self explanatory I'd assume. Man was the 80's my era. If I could I would forever retreat back to the days of kelli, zack, screech, jessie, slaytor, and lisa. What's funny about this is Saved By the Bell was popular before I was even potty trained and 90210 (the first season) was a thing of the future. I can't tell you where my obsession for this little piece of heaven stemmed or why it still remains the only thing I watch on tv, but I can say I'm just thankful being born in 88' still makes me a product of the 80's. Tonight I went out with some friends, it was dollar movie night at the theatre a few blocks up. I found myself wearing an acid washed vest (legitimently from the 80's because I most defiantly picked up that beauty at a thrift store) and a fluorescent pink and purple leopard print scarf. I was absolutely serious. Look on the bright side, at least I get the chance to shake up the California stereotype a bit.
Self explanatory I'd assume. Man was the 80's my era. If I could I would forever retreat back to the days of kelli, zack, screech, jessie, slaytor, and lisa. What's funny about this is Saved By the Bell was popular before I was even potty trained and 90210 (the first season) was a thing of the future. I can't tell you where my obsession for this little piece of heaven stemmed or why it still remains the only thing I watch on tv, but I can say I'm just thankful being born in 88' still makes me a product of the 80's. Tonight I went out with some friends, it was dollar movie night at the theatre a few blocks up. I found myself wearing an acid washed vest (legitimently from the 80's because I most defiantly picked up that beauty at a thrift store) and a fluorescent pink and purple leopard print scarf. I was absolutely serious. Look on the bright side, at least I get the chance to shake up the California stereotype a bit.
Nine's Divine.
"Day nine: A picture of your most treasured item."
My Grandmother's High School class ring and the promise ring Mom's and Pop's got me for my 18th Birthday are my two most prized possessions. Both I received my senior year of high school, and both i've worn with pride every day since. My Grandmother's ring came to me all the way from Germany while accompanying the greatest woman this country has ever known. A product of the great depression's wrath, this precious ring was one of the few things my grandmother had the pleasure of carrying on into her new life. It found me my senior year of High School on yet another afternoon of rummaging through grandma's closet. It's nothing fancy but is quite honestly the most beautiful piece of jewelry i've ever seen. It's simplicity and history will forever captivate me. It's journeyed through much pain and sorrow as well as comfort and joy. I feel unworthy to wear such a treasure and am overjoyed at the opportunity to carry it on adventures of my own.
My promise ring was given to me for my eighteenth birthday by none other than the mom's and pop's themselves. It's a blue topaz stone in semblance of one of my favorite colors as well as my birth month. The detailing on the ring itself is beautiful and even from side angles, much detail was spent on making it just right and identifiably unique. It's truly just perfect for me. As with my grandmother's ring, I love the fact I get to take this treasure around on all my crazy adventures. Both serve as constant reminder no matter where I go or what I'm doing, there's someone out there praying for me diligently and loving me passionately. They are constant reminders of God's faithfulness, provision, protection, and spirit. I couldn't ask for bigger fans, or a more perfect way keep a piece of them with me. People always joke about the fact I use to be such a jewelry fanatic and now I could care less. I like to think it's because nothing will ever captivate my attention as much as these. I've said it before and i'll say it again, I'm quite a lucky girl.
My Grandmother's High School class ring and the promise ring Mom's and Pop's got me for my 18th Birthday are my two most prized possessions. Both I received my senior year of high school, and both i've worn with pride every day since. My Grandmother's ring came to me all the way from Germany while accompanying the greatest woman this country has ever known. A product of the great depression's wrath, this precious ring was one of the few things my grandmother had the pleasure of carrying on into her new life. It found me my senior year of High School on yet another afternoon of rummaging through grandma's closet. It's nothing fancy but is quite honestly the most beautiful piece of jewelry i've ever seen. It's simplicity and history will forever captivate me. It's journeyed through much pain and sorrow as well as comfort and joy. I feel unworthy to wear such a treasure and am overjoyed at the opportunity to carry it on adventures of my own.
My promise ring was given to me for my eighteenth birthday by none other than the mom's and pop's themselves. It's a blue topaz stone in semblance of one of my favorite colors as well as my birth month. The detailing on the ring itself is beautiful and even from side angles, much detail was spent on making it just right and identifiably unique. It's truly just perfect for me. As with my grandmother's ring, I love the fact I get to take this treasure around on all my crazy adventures. Both serve as constant reminder no matter where I go or what I'm doing, there's someone out there praying for me diligently and loving me passionately. They are constant reminders of God's faithfulness, provision, protection, and spirit. I couldn't ask for bigger fans, or a more perfect way keep a piece of them with me. People always joke about the fact I use to be such a jewelry fanatic and now I could care less. I like to think it's because nothing will ever captivate my attention as much as these. I've said it before and i'll say it again, I'm quite a lucky girl.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
The Ocho.
"Day eight: a photo of something you enjoy doing."
For those of you who haven't been paying attention to my life these past few years, this picture captures the essence of it quite marvelously. Out of the many things I have come to enjoy throughout my 22 years, perhaps my most highly esteemed are thrifting, blading, shenanigans, photography, and younglife. Truth is I'm a rollerblading FANATIC and a piece of me died when I had to leave them back in cali. My younglife girls loved to tease me about the fact I had two pairs of blades in my trunk at all times and a bag of thrift store 80's gear to clothe an entire army.
On this particular day the lovely ter-bear (Terra) and I had our weekly dateski. Naturally she was completely trusting, but when I dropped her off later that afternoon her mom quickly informed me that earlier when she had asked Terra what we had planned, Terra replied with an excited "I have no idea but it's Jamie so I'm gonna need to borrow your camera. I need proof of whatever it is we do so my friends will actually believe me this time!" I died a little but after her mom made it clear she wasn't the least but concerned, we both turned into proud mommas. Frankly I'm glad she got so much out of our bible studies. ;) Ha!
We went to the thrift store and picked up a few glory items (all under two bucks!) and then dove into my trunk for a day of epic proportions. I took her on this sweet trail I use to run in Folsom and we bladed for three hours! We sang along to our own tune while belting "the man who can't be moved" and discussed how immensely our sweet sweet Jesus loves us. We entertained all who crossed our path but more importantly ourselves. Life was stinkin good! (Not that I'm not just as spoiled now) it's just always a little more colorful with my younglife kids!
After the nostalgia of this post wears off I will find myself studying the final few hours before I embark on taking my first two mid-terms as a Moody Bible student. Prayers up the yang would be fantastic!
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For those of you who haven't been paying attention to my life these past few years, this picture captures the essence of it quite marvelously. Out of the many things I have come to enjoy throughout my 22 years, perhaps my most highly esteemed are thrifting, blading, shenanigans, photography, and younglife. Truth is I'm a rollerblading FANATIC and a piece of me died when I had to leave them back in cali. My younglife girls loved to tease me about the fact I had two pairs of blades in my trunk at all times and a bag of thrift store 80's gear to clothe an entire army.
On this particular day the lovely ter-bear (Terra) and I had our weekly dateski. Naturally she was completely trusting, but when I dropped her off later that afternoon her mom quickly informed me that earlier when she had asked Terra what we had planned, Terra replied with an excited "I have no idea but it's Jamie so I'm gonna need to borrow your camera. I need proof of whatever it is we do so my friends will actually believe me this time!" I died a little but after her mom made it clear she wasn't the least but concerned, we both turned into proud mommas. Frankly I'm glad she got so much out of our bible studies. ;) Ha!
We went to the thrift store and picked up a few glory items (all under two bucks!) and then dove into my trunk for a day of epic proportions. I took her on this sweet trail I use to run in Folsom and we bladed for three hours! We sang along to our own tune while belting "the man who can't be moved" and discussed how immensely our sweet sweet Jesus loves us. We entertained all who crossed our path but more importantly ourselves. Life was stinkin good! (Not that I'm not just as spoiled now) it's just always a little more colorful with my younglife kids!
After the nostalgia of this post wears off I will find myself studying the final few hours before I embark on taking my first two mid-terms as a Moody Bible student. Prayers up the yang would be fantastic!
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Saturday, February 5, 2011
seven minutes in heaven.
"Day seven: a photo of something you stand for."
Joseph Koney and his LRA rebel movement are using child soldiers to fight their invisible war in africa. It's invisible because these children are abducted from their homes without a trace and forced to fight. It is estimated 90% of Koney's troops were abducted as children. You do the math. War is all these children have ever known. For those who are safe from the rebel militia today, it is only because they've been placed in displacement camps on strict orders from their government. Forced from their homes to keep them safe they now struggle to survive each day due to malnourishment, overcrowding, and rampant disease within the camps. The motives of Koney and the LRA are becoming more ambiguous and their crimes more horrific. Join Invisible Children's fight to seek sustainable solutions to foster an environment that encourages peace. There are countless ways to get involved, will you do more than just watch?
www.invisiblechildren.com
“The race to be a leader is crowded, but the field is wide open for those willing to be servants.” -Rick Warren
Joseph Koney and his LRA rebel movement are using child soldiers to fight their invisible war in africa. It's invisible because these children are abducted from their homes without a trace and forced to fight. It is estimated 90% of Koney's troops were abducted as children. You do the math. War is all these children have ever known. For those who are safe from the rebel militia today, it is only because they've been placed in displacement camps on strict orders from their government. Forced from their homes to keep them safe they now struggle to survive each day due to malnourishment, overcrowding, and rampant disease within the camps. The motives of Koney and the LRA are becoming more ambiguous and their crimes more horrific. Join Invisible Children's fight to seek sustainable solutions to foster an environment that encourages peace. There are countless ways to get involved, will you do more than just watch?
www.invisiblechildren.com
“The race to be a leader is crowded, but the field is wide open for those willing to be servants.” -Rick Warren
uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco SEIS!
"Day six: a photo of someone you love."
I've had the privilege of loving quite a few deeply, but I will say my heart is especially missing this goof. We took this picture the day before he left for Iraq and although he's busy being my little freedom fighter, I wouldn't hate it if our interaction consisted of a little more than a few scratchy Skype calls a month.
As I embarked on writing my informative speech this afternoon, I spent a great deal of my time thinking about love, loss, and the like. I was humbled with the realization that I have encountered very few heart-wrenching losses in my lifetime. Not because they haven't been there, but because I have someone bigger than all the junk fighting for me. The Lord has been my warrior and I can confidently stand where I am today as a member of his army because of his leading in my life. Just as he fought for me when I was helpless, I want to fight for those who can't fight for themselves. I don't want to look back 40 years from now and wish I would've invested a deeper, selfless love in those who've been placed on my heart since the day I was born. I have these desires for a reason and each day I get closer to my dream, I get a little more jittery inside. This is real life and I am so stinkin excited to FINALLY be living in the reality of stepping into this crazy blessing of ministry.
In those 30 minutes of procrastination I was reminded of how extremely blessed I am to be able to live out a profession both sharing and indulging in the deepest desires of my heart. I am more than the sum of my past mistakes. The junk hasn't been the most pleasant, but it's been the most rewarding that's for sure. Perhaps a better way of phrasing it can be summed up on a magnet I saw everyday during my elementary carrer, (thanks mom!) "I know I'm somebody cuz God don't make no Junk." Now if only I could find a way to make it all happen ten minutes ago. I already feel the people of Uganda calling my name!
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I've had the privilege of loving quite a few deeply, but I will say my heart is especially missing this goof. We took this picture the day before he left for Iraq and although he's busy being my little freedom fighter, I wouldn't hate it if our interaction consisted of a little more than a few scratchy Skype calls a month.
As I embarked on writing my informative speech this afternoon, I spent a great deal of my time thinking about love, loss, and the like. I was humbled with the realization that I have encountered very few heart-wrenching losses in my lifetime. Not because they haven't been there, but because I have someone bigger than all the junk fighting for me. The Lord has been my warrior and I can confidently stand where I am today as a member of his army because of his leading in my life. Just as he fought for me when I was helpless, I want to fight for those who can't fight for themselves. I don't want to look back 40 years from now and wish I would've invested a deeper, selfless love in those who've been placed on my heart since the day I was born. I have these desires for a reason and each day I get closer to my dream, I get a little more jittery inside. This is real life and I am so stinkin excited to FINALLY be living in the reality of stepping into this crazy blessing of ministry.
In those 30 minutes of procrastination I was reminded of how extremely blessed I am to be able to live out a profession both sharing and indulging in the deepest desires of my heart. I am more than the sum of my past mistakes. The junk hasn't been the most pleasant, but it's been the most rewarding that's for sure. Perhaps a better way of phrasing it can be summed up on a magnet I saw everyday during my elementary carrer, (thanks mom!) "I know I'm somebody cuz God don't make no Junk." Now if only I could find a way to make it all happen ten minutes ago. I already feel the people of Uganda calling my name!
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I plead the fifth.
"Day five: a photo that makes you laugh."
This night was hands down the funniest night of 2010! I would explain it to you, but it just can't be put into words. My top ten favorite moments of all time will include this fantastic evening and that is all I have to say about that. I love my young life girls!
I suck and am double posting (thank you jack for pointing out I neglected to do so yesterday.) So, speaking in past tense here, I went to college group, had a minor hypoglycemic episode (which resulted in great conversation with good friends) which ironically resulted in me cooking dinner for the lovely stephanie and melissa. What can I say, just get me passionate about something and i'll start cooking up some mean chicken. Yay for the domino effect! Melissa and I ended up talking until 3am and managed to plan a trip to cali in the process. I'm convinced God couldn't have provided me with a more perfect roommate. Yeah, I said it. She's that big of a deal. Side note: I popped a breaker 12:30ish but wasn't really feeling getting up and going out in the cold, so we sat in the dark just chatting it up for a good hour if not more. If that's not good conversation I don't know what is. I refuse to mention studying because I blew it off and am hating myself for doing so. Tomorrow is going to kick my butt.
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This night was hands down the funniest night of 2010! I would explain it to you, but it just can't be put into words. My top ten favorite moments of all time will include this fantastic evening and that is all I have to say about that. I love my young life girls!
I suck and am double posting (thank you jack for pointing out I neglected to do so yesterday.) So, speaking in past tense here, I went to college group, had a minor hypoglycemic episode (which resulted in great conversation with good friends) which ironically resulted in me cooking dinner for the lovely stephanie and melissa. What can I say, just get me passionate about something and i'll start cooking up some mean chicken. Yay for the domino effect! Melissa and I ended up talking until 3am and managed to plan a trip to cali in the process. I'm convinced God couldn't have provided me with a more perfect roommate. Yeah, I said it. She's that big of a deal. Side note: I popped a breaker 12:30ish but wasn't really feeling getting up and going out in the cold, so we sat in the dark just chatting it up for a good hour if not more. If that's not good conversation I don't know what is. I refuse to mention studying because I blew it off and am hating myself for doing so. Tomorrow is going to kick my butt.
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Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Fourscore and a few years from now?
"Day four: a photo of a place you'd like to visit."
alright.. so I couldn't pick just one!
Yes please! Hopefully it doesn't really take me forscore years to get there (80) but If I'm being honest, i'll take what I can get. It's always been a dream of mine to go to Thailand and ride an elephant. That's it. However, after many years of this dream not becoming a reality, i've learned to fall in love via research. I'd be overjoyed if i'd live to see the day I could immerse myself in the culture; the people, the markets, the canoeing, the wildlife. I am in love with all of it!! Oh if only. One day i'll send you all a postcard. :)
Today I get to spend time with my favorite 2 1/2 year old beside Caden. Sadie and I have really taken a liking to each other and I'm fairly certain today's going to consist of countless hours partaking in ring-around-the-rosey, gymnastics, and Mr. Potato Head. I find it ironic once I hit Wednesdays the week flies by. What can I say, she's a gem. The temperatures are in the 20's right now but it's quite deceiving. As I look out my window I feel like it's a nice spring day in California. However when look across the coffee table I see my heater on and cranked. Looking forward to hearing all your voices soon! Expect a call sometime this week! :)
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alright.. so I couldn't pick just one!
Yes please! Hopefully it doesn't really take me forscore years to get there (80) but If I'm being honest, i'll take what I can get. It's always been a dream of mine to go to Thailand and ride an elephant. That's it. However, after many years of this dream not becoming a reality, i've learned to fall in love via research. I'd be overjoyed if i'd live to see the day I could immerse myself in the culture; the people, the markets, the canoeing, the wildlife. I am in love with all of it!! Oh if only. One day i'll send you all a postcard. :)
Today I get to spend time with my favorite 2 1/2 year old beside Caden. Sadie and I have really taken a liking to each other and I'm fairly certain today's going to consist of countless hours partaking in ring-around-the-rosey, gymnastics, and Mr. Potato Head. I find it ironic once I hit Wednesdays the week flies by. What can I say, she's a gem. The temperatures are in the 20's right now but it's quite deceiving. As I look out my window I feel like it's a nice spring day in California. However when look across the coffee table I see my heater on and cranked. Looking forward to hearing all your voices soon! Expect a call sometime this week! :)
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Day thre-zie.
“Day three: a photo that makes you happy.”
I can’t look at this picture without delighting in it. Everything within me beams at the thought of enjoying this wonderful little ball of fire again in the splendor and presence of our king. I get antsy looking forward to that moment of sheer bliss when I’m greeted with the never-ending party awaiting me at heaven’s gates. In the mean time, I suppose I’ll get Phil 4:6-7 with it and refrain from any feelings of anxiousness.
I enjoyed some much-needed R & R with my savior this morning. It’s my favorite when I’m reminded of who I am and whose I am all over again. My philosophy book and I got re-acquainted with each other this afternoon after we embarked on what will be a week long journey in preparation for my mid-term. I even sat at Tully’s coffee shop for a few hours doing homework while my roommate partook in a younglife meeting a couple tables over. Side note: I have found a new favorite drink. It’s called a “snickers”. I’d even go as far as saying I just might have reached the day I retire the old “white choc. mocha.” I know what you’re thinking; you never thought you’d see this day either… for all of the above. Truth is, I’m all about it. The coffee, the homework, the studying, and yes.. even the absence of younglife. I’m fairly certain at this point God’s calling me to younglife as a ministry for a great while, but in due time. I’m going to finish the semester strong and focus solely on my school work. However, come fall, watch out. A whole new young life season will be underway and you better believe I’m going to be all up in that business.
For Now.. DEAR JOHN'IN IT! Yay for roommates and chick flicks. Now if only I could find someone to write letters to. I'd be okay with that :)
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I can’t look at this picture without delighting in it. Everything within me beams at the thought of enjoying this wonderful little ball of fire again in the splendor and presence of our king. I get antsy looking forward to that moment of sheer bliss when I’m greeted with the never-ending party awaiting me at heaven’s gates. In the mean time, I suppose I’ll get Phil 4:6-7 with it and refrain from any feelings of anxiousness.
I enjoyed some much-needed R & R with my savior this morning. It’s my favorite when I’m reminded of who I am and whose I am all over again. My philosophy book and I got re-acquainted with each other this afternoon after we embarked on what will be a week long journey in preparation for my mid-term. I even sat at Tully’s coffee shop for a few hours doing homework while my roommate partook in a younglife meeting a couple tables over. Side note: I have found a new favorite drink. It’s called a “snickers”. I’d even go as far as saying I just might have reached the day I retire the old “white choc. mocha.” I know what you’re thinking; you never thought you’d see this day either… for all of the above. Truth is, I’m all about it. The coffee, the homework, the studying, and yes.. even the absence of younglife. I’m fairly certain at this point God’s calling me to younglife as a ministry for a great while, but in due time. I’m going to finish the semester strong and focus solely on my school work. However, come fall, watch out. A whole new young life season will be underway and you better believe I’m going to be all up in that business.
For Now.. DEAR JOHN'IN IT! Yay for roommates and chick flicks. Now if only I could find someone to write letters to. I'd be okay with that :)
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Monday, January 31, 2011
Day two.
"Day two: a photo of yourself at least a year ago."
Two years ago today Katy and I were sitting on the end of our first month in Sacramento. I was missing Santa Barbara and she was missing Fresno. We went to the grocery store to buy comfort food and ended up getting comfort Lips. We spent the entire night re-inacting conversations with our eyes. We inserted our wax lips and used no words, just gestures. It was hilarious.
As for today, after I turn in a few assignments and brace myself for an intense C-doc (Church and its Doctrines) test, I think I just might paint. I completed my summer staff acceptance forms this morning so come June 30th I will officially be on Summer Staff at Young Life's Castaway Club in Minnesota. Here I will serve a month on one of the many great lakes in beautiful Minnesota as a volunteer life guard and waterski instructor. PERFECTION! Dad, all those years we spent more time on water than land have paid off! I am especially excited to see what the Lord's going to teach me in that month of service.. now bring on the one piece suits and killer tan lines. For now, temperatures in the 20's and wicked layering skills will suffice. As for this evening, a friend of mine is playing some of her music downtown. She's fantastic. I'd say I'm continuing to live the good life and not to worry, I miss you all terribly and think about you daily!
Prayer Requests: Remaining focused in school is a constant. I would also like to lift up a classmate of mine who just lost his infant son. We all know the sting that comes with the loss of a loved one. Let's keep his family in our prayers.
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Two years ago today Katy and I were sitting on the end of our first month in Sacramento. I was missing Santa Barbara and she was missing Fresno. We went to the grocery store to buy comfort food and ended up getting comfort Lips. We spent the entire night re-inacting conversations with our eyes. We inserted our wax lips and used no words, just gestures. It was hilarious.
As for today, after I turn in a few assignments and brace myself for an intense C-doc (Church and its Doctrines) test, I think I just might paint. I completed my summer staff acceptance forms this morning so come June 30th I will officially be on Summer Staff at Young Life's Castaway Club in Minnesota. Here I will serve a month on one of the many great lakes in beautiful Minnesota as a volunteer life guard and waterski instructor. PERFECTION! Dad, all those years we spent more time on water than land have paid off! I am especially excited to see what the Lord's going to teach me in that month of service.. now bring on the one piece suits and killer tan lines. For now, temperatures in the 20's and wicked layering skills will suffice. As for this evening, a friend of mine is playing some of her music downtown. She's fantastic. I'd say I'm continuing to live the good life and not to worry, I miss you all terribly and think about you daily!
Prayer Requests: Remaining focused in school is a constant. I would also like to lift up a classmate of mine who just lost his infant son. We all know the sting that comes with the loss of a loved one. Let's keep his family in our prayers.
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Sunday, January 30, 2011
30 days! Day one.
The next 30 days will be for you my near and dear. Hayley and I have decided to embark on a fun-filled, pre mapped out, photo journey. So family and friends, here's to the little things I don't get to share with you guys as much these days! I know you miss my goofy antics just as much as my annoying imperfections. So here it goes.. a 30 day journey into a day in the life of James:
"Day one: a photo of you today."
I thought it would only be right to start you off with the beginnings. This morning I woke up in a strangers bed.. with my roommate. ;) Don't worry, standard house sitting protocol. I just tagged along to play with the kitties and share the quiet-darkness with her. Naturally we didn't get to the house until 3am due to some great times with some fantastic people. Worth it.
Today consisted of sleeping in til 11, some dutch bro's coffee, intense studying, churchin, dinner and a red box movie with yet again more great friends. Which leads me to this picture. Theology test tomorrow= Me pullin another late nighter. Absolutely.
currently listening too:
"Day one: a photo of you today."
I thought it would only be right to start you off with the beginnings. This morning I woke up in a strangers bed.. with my roommate. ;) Don't worry, standard house sitting protocol. I just tagged along to play with the kitties and share the quiet-darkness with her. Naturally we didn't get to the house until 3am due to some great times with some fantastic people. Worth it.
Today consisted of sleeping in til 11, some dutch bro's coffee, intense studying, churchin, dinner and a red box movie with yet again more great friends. Which leads me to this picture. Theology test tomorrow= Me pullin another late nighter. Absolutely.
currently listening too:
Friday, January 21, 2011
Sweet Victory.
It’s starting to hit me that after three years of much deliberation, I’ve finally committed my heart completely to Moody and God has blessed my decision. It’s been a long yet altogether pleasant road getting here and for that I am thankful. When I look back on all I’ve journeyed through prior to my arrival, I’d say he knew what he was doing from the start. In Psalms 1 David writes that blessed is the man who delights in the law of the Lord. “..in all he does he prospers.” Psalms 1:3b. In this verse we are reminded when we apply God’s wisdom, the fruit we bear will be blessed. This is music to my ears.
When I look back at all I’ve battled spiritually, mentally, and physically and think of the many things I could’a would’a should’a done differently, it’s comforting knowing at the end of it all there is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING I could’ve done that would've changed God’s plan for my life. I am here, and here is right where I’m supposed to be. I may have created a few of my own paths, but he was there all along directing my steps. This may not be the end, but it sure is a great checkpoint.
It’s quite a surreal feeling knowing all I need to do is delight in something to reap such a blessing. It’s also humbling to realize that amongst my imperfections, and childlike decisions, there is someone corralling me in the right direction. I find myself struggling at times with trying so hard to differentiate between God’s will and my own desires. I am pleased to inform you the more I learn to abide by his word with everything I am, the more my actions fall in line with his guidance. It’s not so much about seeking God’s will these days, but listening for his direction. Emmanuel Teney once said “As your faith is strengthened you will find there is no longer the need to have a sense of control.. that things will ebb and flow as they will, to our great delight and benefit.” Amen to that brother. I suppose that is ultimately what this has been about for me, my need to control. So this is what i've been missing? Thank you Jesus for your grace, guidance, and guts. We aren't the most promising investments at times, but all the same i'm quite thankful you stuck with me and continued to pull me back on track.
When I look back at all I’ve battled spiritually, mentally, and physically and think of the many things I could’a would’a should’a done differently, it’s comforting knowing at the end of it all there is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING I could’ve done that would've changed God’s plan for my life. I am here, and here is right where I’m supposed to be. I may have created a few of my own paths, but he was there all along directing my steps. This may not be the end, but it sure is a great checkpoint.
It’s quite a surreal feeling knowing all I need to do is delight in something to reap such a blessing. It’s also humbling to realize that amongst my imperfections, and childlike decisions, there is someone corralling me in the right direction. I find myself struggling at times with trying so hard to differentiate between God’s will and my own desires. I am pleased to inform you the more I learn to abide by his word with everything I am, the more my actions fall in line with his guidance. It’s not so much about seeking God’s will these days, but listening for his direction. Emmanuel Teney once said “As your faith is strengthened you will find there is no longer the need to have a sense of control.. that things will ebb and flow as they will, to our great delight and benefit.” Amen to that brother. I suppose that is ultimately what this has been about for me, my need to control. So this is what i've been missing? Thank you Jesus for your grace, guidance, and guts. We aren't the most promising investments at times, but all the same i'm quite thankful you stuck with me and continued to pull me back on track.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Stop, Collaborate, and listen.
At church we’ve been going through a series called “Pause.” Two weeks ago the sermon was entitled “Pause to Rest.” It was one of the best sermons I’ve heard pertaining to the Sabbath to date. After a demanding week of classes and feeling especially drained, it’s no wonder why this sermon was particularly prominent on my heart this morning. So, I took my pastors advice quite literally and decided to play hooky.
This morning I was talking with a friend and I informed them of my decision to take a “snow day.” She then responded with “But it’s not snowing.” To which I replied, “Yes, but I’m free to live like it is.” The rest of the day I spent in pause mode. (I would normally refer to it as chill mode but in respect to what initially prompted me to such an act, I will call it pause mode for the time being.) I filled the morning with many pauses that’s for sure. I paused to go back to sleep for a few hours. I paused from doing my dishes. I even paused from changing out of my pj’s. However, amongst those “Pauses” I also paused to thank God. I paused to worship alone with him. I paused to tell him I loved him. I paused to wonder. And I paused to just sit in silence and bask in his glory.
Through all of my pauses I was refreshed, refilled, and restored. Lately I couldn’t help but feel as if I wasn’t doing enough in comparison to life pre-Washington. Thankfully, how quickly I was reminded that when I’m living on the edge of burn out, not only do I have nothing left to give, but I am probably doing more than God wants me too. I hate that I’ve come to wear my busyness like a badge of honor and although I may not be pulled 100 different directions commitment wise these days, it is only because my move has handicapped me in that area. Do not be fooled, it takes everything in my power on a daily basis to refrain from saying yes to every activity that is tossed my way. However, I am proud to say that since my move God has taken a hold of my priorities and replaced them with stillness. Thanks to this day of self-reflection I am starting to understand why.
Why I ever enjoyed being stretched so thin is beyond me, but I can say I am much happier when I step into my blessings and enjoy them for all they're worth. It's a shame I've hurried through so many in fear of missing the next thing on my agenda. Thank you Jesus for days such as these and the realization that letting go of the life we’ve so hastily planned is the only way of getting to the life you've planned for us.
I don't hate it. :)
This morning I was talking with a friend and I informed them of my decision to take a “snow day.” She then responded with “But it’s not snowing.” To which I replied, “Yes, but I’m free to live like it is.” The rest of the day I spent in pause mode. (I would normally refer to it as chill mode but in respect to what initially prompted me to such an act, I will call it pause mode for the time being.) I filled the morning with many pauses that’s for sure. I paused to go back to sleep for a few hours. I paused from doing my dishes. I even paused from changing out of my pj’s. However, amongst those “Pauses” I also paused to thank God. I paused to worship alone with him. I paused to tell him I loved him. I paused to wonder. And I paused to just sit in silence and bask in his glory.
Through all of my pauses I was refreshed, refilled, and restored. Lately I couldn’t help but feel as if I wasn’t doing enough in comparison to life pre-Washington. Thankfully, how quickly I was reminded that when I’m living on the edge of burn out, not only do I have nothing left to give, but I am probably doing more than God wants me too. I hate that I’ve come to wear my busyness like a badge of honor and although I may not be pulled 100 different directions commitment wise these days, it is only because my move has handicapped me in that area. Do not be fooled, it takes everything in my power on a daily basis to refrain from saying yes to every activity that is tossed my way. However, I am proud to say that since my move God has taken a hold of my priorities and replaced them with stillness. Thanks to this day of self-reflection I am starting to understand why.
Why I ever enjoyed being stretched so thin is beyond me, but I can say I am much happier when I step into my blessings and enjoy them for all they're worth. It's a shame I've hurried through so many in fear of missing the next thing on my agenda. Thank you Jesus for days such as these and the realization that letting go of the life we’ve so hastily planned is the only way of getting to the life you've planned for us.
I don't hate it. :)
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Bout to get crazy with PB& J-zie
Let's just be raw and start off with basics. PB & J will forevermore be my true love. I'm sitting here on a not so idle Saturday afternoon (although in my own mind i'm dragging it out to be as idle as possible before my 60 page in depth study of "The Moody Handbook of Theology" must commence and then follow itself up with a 4 paged paper.) I have just finished some PB&J for the soul (a little thing i've come to call my Prayer. Bible. Journal. time) And yes, you guessed it, upon entertaining such thoughts of glorious soul food, I have decided to take my vice one step further and indulge in some tangibly delicious, peanut-buttery, sticky sweet goodness. Pure bliss. I am far too easily satisfied. Absolutely.
Amongst the craziness of starting my 80hour school week, trying to get my bearings on a new town (in the snow of all things), keeping up with the Jones' back in Cali, and developing some sort of a social life, I have somehow managed to find the time to check out a local young life club and college group. Shoot, I've even gotten the pleasure of spending some quality time with some pretty cool cats. I'm thoroughly enjoying it here. I'll have to let you know if the above still stands next week when I'm forced back into the adult world of working for a living. *Sigh*.
All the same I'm enjoying the simplicity in playing it small and against my second nature I have yet to stretch myself too thin. (An accomplishment I'm quite proud of if i may say so myself.) I wake up every morning and partake in some soul PB & J while enjoying a lovely cup of coffee from my new gourmet coffee machine (courtesy of my wonderful aunt and uncle), while stretched out on my comfy couch (courtesy of my thoughtful grandparents), curled up in my favorite blanket from grandmas collection back home. I'm a pretty lucky girl.
A brief rundown of Washington: It snowed here a few days ago more heavily than normal. I woke up to find my car completly buried but the rain came through in the clutch and two days later It was as good as new. In fact, I see more land than snow currently and it's a beautiful thing. I'm slowly learning every street here, for the most part, is a one way and drivers are not so forgiving if you neglect to notice such key details. I got a library card the other day and so far am a fan of their book selection. Young Life consistently remains at the top of my prayer list as my desire to get back in the ministry continues to tug at my heart. I am doing my best to differentiate between a need and a call at the moment and just asking the Lord for discernment between the two.
A brief rundown of School: I believe the phrase "Goodbye life as I knew it, see ya in May" should do the trick. I am 100% sincere when I say I'm going to need all the prayers I can get. My classes are extremely demanding and i'm not sure I can learn the amount of discipline and curriculum necessary to conquer such lofty expectations before the end of the semester. I am however excited all the same to see how the Lord molds me over the course of the next few months.
I suppose I can no longer avoid the daunting amount of homework that lies on the table next to me. Here's to another week as a Washingtonian.
Peace and Blessin's. Peace and Blessin's.
Amongst the craziness of starting my 80hour school week, trying to get my bearings on a new town (in the snow of all things), keeping up with the Jones' back in Cali, and developing some sort of a social life, I have somehow managed to find the time to check out a local young life club and college group. Shoot, I've even gotten the pleasure of spending some quality time with some pretty cool cats. I'm thoroughly enjoying it here. I'll have to let you know if the above still stands next week when I'm forced back into the adult world of working for a living. *Sigh*.
All the same I'm enjoying the simplicity in playing it small and against my second nature I have yet to stretch myself too thin. (An accomplishment I'm quite proud of if i may say so myself.) I wake up every morning and partake in some soul PB & J while enjoying a lovely cup of coffee from my new gourmet coffee machine (courtesy of my wonderful aunt and uncle), while stretched out on my comfy couch (courtesy of my thoughtful grandparents), curled up in my favorite blanket from grandmas collection back home. I'm a pretty lucky girl.
A brief rundown of Washington: It snowed here a few days ago more heavily than normal. I woke up to find my car completly buried but the rain came through in the clutch and two days later It was as good as new. In fact, I see more land than snow currently and it's a beautiful thing. I'm slowly learning every street here, for the most part, is a one way and drivers are not so forgiving if you neglect to notice such key details. I got a library card the other day and so far am a fan of their book selection. Young Life consistently remains at the top of my prayer list as my desire to get back in the ministry continues to tug at my heart. I am doing my best to differentiate between a need and a call at the moment and just asking the Lord for discernment between the two.
A brief rundown of School: I believe the phrase "Goodbye life as I knew it, see ya in May" should do the trick. I am 100% sincere when I say I'm going to need all the prayers I can get. My classes are extremely demanding and i'm not sure I can learn the amount of discipline and curriculum necessary to conquer such lofty expectations before the end of the semester. I am however excited all the same to see how the Lord molds me over the course of the next few months.
I suppose I can no longer avoid the daunting amount of homework that lies on the table next to me. Here's to another week as a Washingtonian.
Peace and Blessin's. Peace and Blessin's.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
From Surfboards to Snow Chains
Alas..Jamie Christine has found a way around her inability to communicate via cellular tele-phono. In other words, a small yet pure hearted attempt to put those who feel neglected by my consistently full voice-mail box and deep contempt for life catch up chats via phone at ease. I pledge to give this blogging thing my best effort in regards to keeping you updated about my life as a.. drumroll please.. Washingtonian!
I'd like to start off by giving a shout out to my wonderful parents..Hey moms. Hey pops. (since you're probably going to be the only ones reading this anyway :) Thanks for all your help with the insanity that consisted of our 3 days trek to this new place I call home. Looking forward to journeying this chapter of my life with your love, guidance, and support all the way from cali.
Second order of business to attend to. Dear Chicago: you'll never guess. You know the girl you said you'd meet one day? Well, i've got something to confess.. For those of you who are wondering why I would ever subject myself to temperatures in the single digits and give up the wonderful WARM side of the pacific, here's your answer. Very long (and super rad God filled) story short, I got accepted into Moody, but rather than sending me to their Chicago campus, they thought i'd be much more legit in Spokane. So, thus the switch from surfboards to snow chains. (not that there's much surfing in chicago.. but all the same i'm still not 100% over the fact I just gave up California... for the abominable snowman none-the-less.) (my mom and dad are probably cracking up as we speak because yes.. that was an inside joke.... with my parents of all people.)
So Washington, yes. Here's what my time here has consisted of thus far;
The journey here took a little longer than anticipated with extreme ice and snow conditions that cut our mobility down to next to nothing. We stayed in oregon for the night and after a few puzzled minutes of my stupid smart car going into lock mode due to a loose air filter cap, we were able to resume commute to the land of spokompton.. that is until my alternator went out in the middle of nowhere and my car lost all power shortly after in the butt cold. My parents left carmen and I alone on the side of the road with few indian blankets.. but not to worry, my father also left in our possession his fully loaded firearm. Carmen and I spent the entirety of those two hours discussing everything from how to justify explaining to the nice police officer that we were fully armed to what we would do if some cowboy who knew my fathers name were to roll up with his posse insisting on helping us out. I think it's safe to say we were prepared for anything. However, amongst all the discombobulation God was faithful and quite favorable on our situation i'd say. There was never a dull moment or even a moment of fear.
We eventually made it to the closest town where my ever crafty father who is quite literally a JACK-of-all-trades ;) replaced my alternator single handidly in the napa parking lot of some ho-dunk little town. I know i know, he's wicked cool. After we made it here we unloaded, had a farewell dinner at sherri's diner. (probably the equivalence of our denny's?) (we go all out) and bid our goodbyes. Carmen and I then spent the next few days exploring life as I had come to know it. There is one store in the entire town i've been able to identify.. walgreens. Everything else is foreign. It took me 20min to locate a grocery store, and well.. it was sheer bliss once we got there. We trekked over to idaho and did the coeur d'alene thing.. (it was tahoe pretty much dead on) and then we got the pleasure of exploring Seattle. (my now favorite city.) There we partook in ferry rides, sight seeing, pikes market (obsessed), the freemont troll, and dinner on top of the space needle. OUR BAD! When it was time to bid farwell to my beautiful and patient best friend, the pass was too far gone due to a storm that had blown in (again another reason to hate the snow.) Unable to head back to my abode, I made other arrangements. So thankful for my dear friend brandon babcock who had my back and supplied me with a surplus of amazing intern friends that i had the pleasure of sitting/sleeping/worshiping in the company of. Even if it was just for the evening that was all the more reason for me to love seattle.
So here I am in my new apartment, in this big city that has the largest small-town feel i've ever experienced. Everything about this place by very definition is the oxymoron of life as i knew it a week ago. However, due to the insane amount of circumstances that God threw together to make this transition so taylor-made for this 22 year old, i'm pretty sure i'll do just fine. I live in a cute little house in downtown spokane. It has been converted into three separate apartments, all of which have the cutest doorknobs i've ever seen, and are inhabited by wonderful christian roommates. The girl across the hall from me is a younglife leader so I can't wait to pick her brain about that. I start my job nannying the most adorable little 2 1/2 year old (aside from caden) next week for .. you guessed it.. ex young life leaders. I think it's safe to say our God more than provides. I also think it's safe to say I am more than undeserving in regards to the insane amount of spoilings he's been pouring onto his daughter.
Currently I am going all out for dinner and cooking up some meat to throw together for my sloppy joe feast. I figured I ate insane amounts of fudge and such over the break so why not stretch out my poor eating habits one more night. I have yet to finish unpacking and my walls are bare but that's what the rest of the week is for :). I'm loving every minute of being here and can't wait to see what the Lord has up his sleeves come the start of the semester.
Here is a picture documentation of the trip up here just for grins. More pics to come. Love you family. Can't wait for easter! Thanks for all the prayers and support!
I'd like to start off by giving a shout out to my wonderful parents..Hey moms. Hey pops. (since you're probably going to be the only ones reading this anyway :) Thanks for all your help with the insanity that consisted of our 3 days trek to this new place I call home. Looking forward to journeying this chapter of my life with your love, guidance, and support all the way from cali.
Second order of business to attend to. Dear Chicago: you'll never guess. You know the girl you said you'd meet one day? Well, i've got something to confess.. For those of you who are wondering why I would ever subject myself to temperatures in the single digits and give up the wonderful WARM side of the pacific, here's your answer. Very long (and super rad God filled) story short, I got accepted into Moody, but rather than sending me to their Chicago campus, they thought i'd be much more legit in Spokane. So, thus the switch from surfboards to snow chains. (not that there's much surfing in chicago.. but all the same i'm still not 100% over the fact I just gave up California... for the abominable snowman none-the-less.) (my mom and dad are probably cracking up as we speak because yes.. that was an inside joke.... with my parents of all people.)
So Washington, yes. Here's what my time here has consisted of thus far;
The journey here took a little longer than anticipated with extreme ice and snow conditions that cut our mobility down to next to nothing. We stayed in oregon for the night and after a few puzzled minutes of my stupid smart car going into lock mode due to a loose air filter cap, we were able to resume commute to the land of spokompton.. that is until my alternator went out in the middle of nowhere and my car lost all power shortly after in the butt cold. My parents left carmen and I alone on the side of the road with few indian blankets.. but not to worry, my father also left in our possession his fully loaded firearm. Carmen and I spent the entirety of those two hours discussing everything from how to justify explaining to the nice police officer that we were fully armed to what we would do if some cowboy who knew my fathers name were to roll up with his posse insisting on helping us out. I think it's safe to say we were prepared for anything. However, amongst all the discombobulation God was faithful and quite favorable on our situation i'd say. There was never a dull moment or even a moment of fear.
We eventually made it to the closest town where my ever crafty father who is quite literally a JACK-of-all-trades ;) replaced my alternator single handidly in the napa parking lot of some ho-dunk little town. I know i know, he's wicked cool. After we made it here we unloaded, had a farewell dinner at sherri's diner. (probably the equivalence of our denny's?) (we go all out) and bid our goodbyes. Carmen and I then spent the next few days exploring life as I had come to know it. There is one store in the entire town i've been able to identify.. walgreens. Everything else is foreign. It took me 20min to locate a grocery store, and well.. it was sheer bliss once we got there. We trekked over to idaho and did the coeur d'alene thing.. (it was tahoe pretty much dead on) and then we got the pleasure of exploring Seattle. (my now favorite city.) There we partook in ferry rides, sight seeing, pikes market (obsessed), the freemont troll, and dinner on top of the space needle. OUR BAD! When it was time to bid farwell to my beautiful and patient best friend, the pass was too far gone due to a storm that had blown in (again another reason to hate the snow.) Unable to head back to my abode, I made other arrangements. So thankful for my dear friend brandon babcock who had my back and supplied me with a surplus of amazing intern friends that i had the pleasure of sitting/sleeping/worshiping in the company of. Even if it was just for the evening that was all the more reason for me to love seattle.
So here I am in my new apartment, in this big city that has the largest small-town feel i've ever experienced. Everything about this place by very definition is the oxymoron of life as i knew it a week ago. However, due to the insane amount of circumstances that God threw together to make this transition so taylor-made for this 22 year old, i'm pretty sure i'll do just fine. I live in a cute little house in downtown spokane. It has been converted into three separate apartments, all of which have the cutest doorknobs i've ever seen, and are inhabited by wonderful christian roommates. The girl across the hall from me is a younglife leader so I can't wait to pick her brain about that. I start my job nannying the most adorable little 2 1/2 year old (aside from caden) next week for .. you guessed it.. ex young life leaders. I think it's safe to say our God more than provides. I also think it's safe to say I am more than undeserving in regards to the insane amount of spoilings he's been pouring onto his daughter.
Currently I am going all out for dinner and cooking up some meat to throw together for my sloppy joe feast. I figured I ate insane amounts of fudge and such over the break so why not stretch out my poor eating habits one more night. I have yet to finish unpacking and my walls are bare but that's what the rest of the week is for :). I'm loving every minute of being here and can't wait to see what the Lord has up his sleeves come the start of the semester.
Here is a picture documentation of the trip up here just for grins. More pics to come. Love you family. Can't wait for easter! Thanks for all the prayers and support!
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