Vacation from a vacation?

So many people say they need a vacation from their vacation. Why? The purpose of a vacation is to relax and enjoy a different view. If you truly need a time of rest from your vacation, then maybe the first one wasn't really a "vacation." I can understand if you did physical exercise the entire time, or if you need a nap from the jet lag, but really, a whole extra vacation?

Anyway, we just went on a vacation and it was awesome! We spent the first day at Mt Saint Helens, which was amazing. Its hard to believe that it just happened 30 years ago, and hard to believe that it wasn't more catastrophic. The second day we drove down the coast of Oregon. Now, I've seen the coast only once before in San Diego and it was cool there, but NOTHING compared to the Oregon coast! I am willing to see the Washington coast and the northern California coast, but so far Oregon is winning in this race. The third day we drove through some mountains to get to Cave Junction, OR, which is a cute little city. The rest of the time was spent with Simeon's extended family at his grandma's house. It was FUN! We also got to explore a huge cave in the mountains too. I was scared, but I totally did it!

Anyway - cool week and I don't need a vacation from my awesome one. I hope that all of you enjoy your vacation enough to not need another one. Enjoy the time God gave you and be ready for what he has in store for you next :)

Peace Out!

God's peace is awesome. Can I just say? Never in my life have I ever felt so assured that I am where I'm supposed to be, I am doing what God has called me to do, and I am excited that life is going to be crazy. Weird right?

So when I first started this blog I used the analogy of life being a big swimming pool that we all are learning how to navigate. Well, I'm past the last swimming lesson and I'm just starting to try it on my own, and I have to say - its awesome! I completely trust that God is going to provide, and I know that I'm in love and loved.

So try to find the peace in God this week - get peaced out!

Gag Machine

I was just thinking about our gag reflex this morning (yes, for obvious reasons), and how weird is it to have a gag reflex? I mean, God is a pretty good engineer to put us all together, but what about us told him that "well, I'd better give them something to warn them about throwing up." Not only that, but how did he design each of us to have different tolerances for the reflex. My niece used to gag at the sight of a marshmellow - I think it was the texture and the squeaky nature of the mallow. I gag when I'm hungry and REALLY need something to eat. Others gag at gross smells, others at gross sights. Its just weird, right?

By the way, I'm sorry if I made you gag just by reading this... that was not my intentions, but it is just the way your gag reflex is designed! Crazy!

Lame-o

So we went out to the fireworks with friends this weekend and I kind of felt like a lame-o. We sat outside ALL day in the hot sun, and so I wanted to go for a walk to the shade. I REALLY needed to get some shade. They all walked to get some ice cream, and if we hadn't seen them, we wouldn't have gone with. Sign of being lame already? maybe...

Then we we got back from ice cream, they wanted to go to the fair part of it - more time in the hot sun, and I wanted to just sit in the shade for a few more minutes. So they all went and Simeon stayed with me. We created a little tent to sit under and chill a little bit. When they came back I felt like they didn't talk to us as much and were kind of put off by it.

Here's the real truth - I'm paranoid about it, I know. BUT - I really felt like all day they thought we (and poor Simeon stayed with me) were super boring. There were REASONS I didn't want to be in the sun, and there were REASONS I was so tired, but these are things they just can't know right now. Grrr.

Anyway, this post is a true frustration about my own insecurities and I wish I could just explain myself to everyone. Really what I fear is that I am really a lame-o. Perhaps I am... I guess no one will ever tell me, so I will just keep on thinking I'm alright with a side doubt of lame-wad-ness always with me.

Grr.