Thursday, October 29, 2009


I just copied this from my pastors blog:
Most of you know at this point that a T-34 went down in the water yesterday afternoon and that the two pilots are missing. It has also become public knowledge that one of the pilots is a Creeker - Joe Houston.

Tonight (Thursday) we will gather at 7:30 at the building to pray for our friend and his family - and for all our military/and other families who are in pain. If you can only come for a little while, that's OK.

It's open to anyone and we will have childcare.
Please be in prayer for Joe's family, his beautiful fiance, and all of his loved ones who are anxiously awaiting any news.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

They were the best of times

I found some old photographs from high school today. You wouldn't believe the sick feeling I had when I discovered many of them were damaged from heat and neglect. How frustrating that we were graduated right before the digital revolution and whilst digital cameras were around of course, they weren't the affordable type that are available to us today. How life would have been different back then had I known then the possibilities that the digital world held. :)

All the same, I had such a wonderful time going through the pictures and remembering good times with old friends. Special memories lay nestled in my heart and I just become so overjoyed at the gift of reminiscence that the Lord provides us with. Just being able to think back on those happy times, those difficult times, those awkward years of bad hair and insecurities that weren't spoken of...that just makes me so happy.

I look at the faces of my peers and see them on Facebook now...I see where they have come in life and I just am excited to see the gifts and talents that they have been given being used in many powerful ways. Teachers, writers, mom's, dad's, artists, business folk, the stories are endless. It just reaffirms my faith that we are all born with purpose and given the opportunity to change the world...even in the smallest measurement.

Anyways, I'm going to bed now, I just wanted to share with you all the joy I feel when I see my schoolmates living life in full and wonderful ways. Even through our painful moments, our times of depression, grief, or frustration, we are all with purpose, and we are never alone.


Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Sail the Sea, or Sail the Sky

Obviously my appreciation for children's literature is splashed across the screen more often than you care to read. But there is just something about the memories I have of my childhood that brings outbursts of delight to my heart. I often remember laying under my desk, the very desk I sit at now, and reading stories that lifted me high into the sky on a ship that sailed through the cotton candy clouds of my imagination. When I first read the story of Wynken, Blynken and Nod (a poem by Eugene Fields) I was 8 years old. I stared out my bedroom window into the sky, just waiting to see a wooden shoe float by. Stories like that are so explosive to my psyche and the colors and songs and even the very scent of the tale are magnified in my head. I can cheerfully go on and on about children's books and poems that affected the days of my youth.

It's a joy to have pages come alive to me. One set of books I owned were a set of children's Bible stories that focused on a young girl who would find herself in "Bibleland" involved in the real story of
Adam and Eve or Noah and the Ark, or Jesus and his ministry. I loved those
books because the scriptures came alive to me. And at the end of each book there was a small limerick that stated "Reading is the key to take you where you want to be" and I held that close to my heart, along with the verses that came alive for me, and the poems and stories that allowed me to swim with dolphins and fly to the moon.

One of my favorite stories from my youth (and truly, I must say this of all my childhood loves) is the book "Where the Wild Things Are". The idea of sailing across the sea to an island of wild beasts who
I could rule and tame and love was so magical. When I saw the movie preview for the book, I nearly knocked over my chair, it looked so gorgeous...just as I imagined. Often I hate movies for ruining the ideas in my head of certain stories and books, but this movie just looked so magical! Well, my friend Cole Abaius wrote this lovely article on his take of the movie and I just have to share it
with you. He is one of my favorite writers, but I might be biased because he's been on my list of favorite people since my awkward teenage years.

Obviously, when I see the movie this weekend I will give you all my personal insight on the film. As a general rule, if I absolutely love something, only mush comes out of my mouth. And if I detest something, only garbled grunts and pouts come out. So really, my take on such things are sort of moot. I never make any sense.

I must say that the idea of sharing these stories with my Wesley and
introducing him to the tales of my youth brightens my day considerably. Even when surrounded by despair in this life, there are always the places tucked away in our mind that we can run to.
Wherever that place is to you, be it Narnia, Middle-Earth, a tree-house inhabited by a certain family of bears, you can always find a sort of joy that clouds out all the rest.

Whenever I see my son laying on his tummy with his trains, or horses or dinosaurs and talking to them in his sweet, innocent toddler babble, I am overwhelmed by such a happiness and I have to go lay on my tummy by him and play all over again. Those are the moments to give thanks for.

To shout it really.

A Poem by Eugene Fields:
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe--
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"
The old moon asked the three.
"We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!"
Said Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea--
"Now cast your nets wherever you wish--
Never afeard are we";
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.

All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam--
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
'T was all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought 't was a dream they 'd dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea--
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.

Where to begin...

Where do I even begin?

Since I last wrote on here quite a few things have come and gone.
  • Let's start with Nathan getting sick. He is almost all better now, don't get me wrong. But whenever my sweetie pie isn't feeling well, it just makes the equillibrium of our house go berserk. I hate it when he's not up to snuff. I am so thankful he is feeling so much better.
  • Then this moves on to number two. I got rear-ended by a very impressive Ford truck. Yep. My poor Corolla got a beating. The good news is that since Nathan wasn't feeling well, he stayed home from valet, which made me leave Wesley home with him while I ran a few errands, which means that Wesley was NOT in the car with me, which makes me a very happy mama. Otherwise I might have lost it.
  • I stayed at the hospital for a good portion of today waiting for my friend to have her beautiful baby! It was a great joy to be a part of that. What incredible parents they will be!
  • I didn't get to go see my friend Jackie for her baby shower on Sunday. :( That made me quite sad, but I hopefully will be able to see her in a few weeks when I drive to Oklahoma to see my Heather!
  • Jason H. broke his clavicle. Yea, that has nothing to do with me, but i've never known anyone to break that particular bone. Bummer.
  • Our church had Serving Sunday...and as always, it's awesome to see our families go out into the community to love people and give their time and energy to impact the world. Awesome!
  • I've been reading about the Galapagos Islands. Yea, that's not anything too extraordinary, but I really enjoy the mysteriousness of that archipelago. What an incredible experience it would be to travel there. Maybe I'll stop in Bogota and visit my cousin on the way :)
  • I will probably go to Vietnam before I go to South America. Never quite thought that I would say that, but you go where you're sent, right?
  • I am making Wesley a Max costume for Halloween (Where the Wild Things Are)
  • We made stew this weekend. Another sign that the holidays are quickly approaching.

You know what, this is going to probably go down as one of the lamest updates on the planet. Because it's 1:24 in the morning and I am exhausted.

So I will bid you adieu and leave you with this:
“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art, like the universe itself (for God did not need to create). It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.” --C.S. Lewis