Monday, July 31, 2017

Late Night Musings

Ever have those days when you're absolutely exhausted but when you try to fall asleep your brain won't let you? Where you end of thinking over everything that you just have to do. Whelp... Guess what? Yep. That's right. Except starting this very minute (well ok a few hours ago but who's keeping track) things have gone back to their normal craziness!!! Woot woot!!! 

As I lay here in bed thinking (a dangerous night time activity) I got thinking about the beauty of friendship. The camaraderie that comes with having people to do life with, to live through similar life experiences with, to learn things with. Having that friend or friends whom you know will always be there for you, be moral support for you and for whom you can be the same. To have those people who will push you when you need a good solid push, who will pull you when you need to be pulled back and won't let you get away with anything. Well ok they might let you get away with somethings but they'll keep you in check. 





Up until 2 years ago I never realized how hard it is for me to make friends. It's quite difficult actually. And for no particular reason other than my personality. Over the last 2 years I have had lots of time to contemplate this and it turns out there are a couple personality reasons for this. First, I'm an introvert... meeting people is not my forte. I often prefer large gatherings for the simple reason that it is easier to hide. I am a master at hiding in plain sight. If a wall needs holding up I am your girl. Second (piggybacking on the introvert part) I do better meeting people when I feel well rested. Which  is kinda not happening right now. The more tired I am the more insecure I feel therefore the less I feel like putting myself out there to meet someone new. 

However, out of a need for survival I have somehow made friends since being in a new city. Loneliness is a cruel master. When your closest friends are 4 hours away you will do most anything for someone to commiserate with, to laugh with, someone who gets your corny jokes, who knows what you mean when you are exhausted and not making any sense whatsoever. When you start reading out loud to your pet fish you know you need human contact. 

It's interesting how much you can learn about yourself in a year, how much you can grow in a year. It's funny, I thought I was such a boring person last summer, but I think this summer I am even more boring. All I want to do is sleep. My sense of adventure is waning. It's still there, it just takes more effort then it used to. Like Merry in the Lord of the Rings, I used to get everyone into trouble, sometimes getting them back out again, usually succeeding at getting myself out for sure. Believe you me, I am quite mischievous. I stick quickly and quietly. I keep my ears open while holding up those afore mentioned walls. ;) And yet all those adventures happened with people!! People I care about!! Solo adventures aren't quite the same, like who ever goes on an adventure with themselves then years down the road says "Self remember that one time way back when you were just a whipper snapper and you did that one thing"? No!!! Nobody does that!!! Ok somebody might, but its not as fun as rehashing it with other people who were there with you and all the different perspectives and all that. 



Over the last couple weeks I have been encouraged by the friendships that I have made in my first year of living in Portland. My church family has been the best ever. I couldn't have asked for a better church family then Door of Hope. My ASL classmates have looked out for me just as much as my church family. I can't wait to be the cool kid next year when I get into the program and I know all the second years. And my roommates have been awesome. I think they have seen me cry more then anyone this last year. Which by the way happened more then I care to admit.


Don't underestimate the value and worth of having friends. Let your friends know often how much you appreciate them. Life happens. But don't let that be an excuse for not sending that text, email or card. Don't let it be an excuses to give them a hug, to tell them you are praying for them, thinking of them. Tell them these things, don't assume that they know. Your silence could be telling them that you no longer value their friendship. Don't give up on them if they can't make it to the next 20 social gatherings that you are hosting!!!! Trust me it's not that they don't want to be there, because they do!! It's just that their schedule is crazy over the top full! They really want to be there! Not receiving an invite, even if they have to say no, is more devastating then being given the opportunity to turn it down themselves. It's better to be invited and have to decline then to hear about it later on social media and wonder why you weren't invited.

Anyway, hope you all were able to sleep and fast. I have decided that I am not a night owl or a morning bird... just a permanently exhausted pigeon. Yep... But this too shall pass, I hope.





Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Seasons

Needless to say there are some seasons that a person just can't wait for them to end. Like seasons when you are carrying 17 credits at school 14 of them language credits and working 30 hours a week. to top off that crazy busy season you decide you don't have enough going on so you throw in a move across town, because that is what every sane person does right?!!?!!! My social calendar is none existent to say the least.

I don't say all this to brag, I say this because I feel like you deserve an explanation of my seemingly flakiness when it comes to social events. Even if I am unable to come to the last 20 events please keep inviting me!! It's not that I don't want to come its more likely that I can't or that my sleep deficit is such that I need to get some sleep fast or everything is will suffer. Even if I say that I am coming and then at the last minute pull out, again sleep takes priority in that moment. Looking back at pictures from the last 10 months there is a definite progression in how tired I look. And I am legitimately that exhausted.



My mantra I feel like is "Oh don't worry!!! If I can make it through this week life will calm back down!" Don't believe me!!!! Don't let me believe me!!! This is my life for the next 3 years!!!! There are times when I have to remind myself that college is a choice. It's not mandatory. I don't have to go to college. Neither do you. But... after a lot of thinking and praying I have realized that there is no better place for me to be then here, in school, training to become an American Sign Language Interpreter. God has me here for a reason. I'm loving school. I'm loving Portland. I'm loving work. Heck I'm even dreaming in ASL now!!!!! That's a good sign. (No pun intended.)

That doesn't mean that I don't still dream of sleeping for 6 months straight, or need a break now and then. But yes I have found where God wants me to be and I can rest in the fact that He will most likely teach me many more lessons than what happens in the classroom. He has already taught me so much in the last year.

I am reminded often, every day in fact, that everything worth doing costs a lot of blood and sweat. Sometimes (more often then I care to admit) I just want to throw in the towel and quite, How can something so difficult be so good. If it makes me cry this much is it really worth it.


But then I remember my first Joni and Friends Family Retreat. I cried every night for a week. I felt like the worlds biggest failure. I was stretched way beyond what I thought was possible for myself. I learned so much of the beauty and wonder of my God. If God can teach me so much in one week, just think of how much He can teach me in 3-4 years!!!!!!!!! There are days when I only make it through them because He is with me. On those days I am in constant prayer because if I am not the day will go south faster than you can count to 1.




If it's so hard then why do I stick with it? you might ask. Because when you King says go you go!!! I may not remember very much due to sleep deprivation, but there will be much that I learn and that will stick with me for the rest of my life. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger right?!?!?

Please stick with me. As you can see I don't have much to give. But that's not for forever. It is hard for me to say no to things that I want to be a part of, but I literally have no more time to give. What little time I have I protect as if it were the most valuable thing that I possessed, because in this season it is. If I have a couple free hours, chances are I'm not going to share them, not because I don't want to but because if I don I will be even more drained then I was before.


I'm in this complex season of life. I literally cry every time I am in the car. I cry because I know how needy I sound, how giving I sound. I am a mixed bag of who knows what. It drives me crazy.


My family and I were talking about the phrase "Giving it the college try" this last weekend. A phrase was never truer then that. I have never tried harder at anything then I have in the last 2 years, especially the last year. It doesn't matter what I try to do, it takes so much more effort to do anything as a working college student then it has in any other season in my life. I have never just wanted to lie in a hammock for 30 minutes in my life!!!! I'd take 15 minutes if that was all I could take.

Since I was a kid I have loved stories of missionaries, hearing about the hard times that it took for them to be the heroes that they are today, and always thinking that I wanted to follow in their footsteps. Be careful what you pray for!!!! If you pray for patience, I will pray for you!! Well guess what?!!!?!?! I prayed that someday I would become a missionary. That has been my prayer since I was 6 years old. My heroes? Jim Elliot and his team. Brother Andrew. Hudson Taylor. Joni Eariskson Tada. You guys!!!!!! I would say that I set myself for failure, but the pattern is the same. This is my testing ground.

Pray that I pass this testing. So often I am so tired that responding correctly is something that I worry about greatly. Pray that I will be able to eat 3 good meals a day, to counteract my lack of sleep. Pray that I can get enough sleep. Pray that I can redirect everyone in my path to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Pray that I will get some time to just be, without any expectations, without any drains on my reserves emotionally and spiritually.


"Do not pity the dead Harry. Rather pity the living. And above all, those who live without love." ~ Dumboldore







Wednesday, July 12, 2017

cute turtle

For the 6months to a year I have wanted a turtle... this picture makes me want a turtle even more>

Friday, July 7, 2017

A Good Quote

"If I'm to die, at least tell me what I'm dying for?!" - Kirk

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Those Summer Days


Those summer days when you are hot and sweaty, craving to sit in an ice chest full of ice and a cool drink, not wanting to move or touch yourself, the extra body heat not wanted or needed.
Those summer days when the musky scent of a passing field transports you back to childhood when those fields were your world, worlds of endless possibilities, where you fought with the best of the Jedi Masters, journeyed with Frodo towards Mordor or simply dreamed of what life might be.
Those summer days when wind blown, lake soaked hair and flip-flop tanned feet were the fashion.


Those summer days when you sit in the cool shade of an obliging tree with a beautiful, yellow paged book, who's rough pages smell divinely in the warm air.
Those summer days when those books become old friends, creating memories, experiences, dreams, and so much more. 
Those summer days when 3 months seems like an age, like you have all the time in the world to relax and have fun with friends.
Those summer days when you live in the pool only to be bribed out with a BBQed hamburger or hot dog.
Those summer days filled with ultimate frisbee games in the cool before dusk in an obliging park field. 

Those summer days when everything is well and good in the world and nothing seems like it will ever change or ever be bad again, because how could bad ever enter such a perfect world.
Those summers when summer reading programs were your life, and libraries offered much needed respite from the heat.
Those summer days filled with sleep overs, movie nights, late night swims, picnics, campouts, and so much more.


Growing up realizing that somehow the magic of those very same summer days has changed, changed because your season of life is changed, old friendships have changed, people have moved, you have moved, and somehow not so deep down you are still the same as in those summer days. Somehow you have lost the ability to create that same magic effortlessly, the ease with which it happened has somehow hidden itself away when the responsibilities and harshness of adulthood hit. Just think how much happier the world would be if we could keep that innocence, that magic, that wonder at the world.


Remember those summers when the stories inspired us on to greater things, to dream giant dreams, showing us the excitement of life?
Remember those summers when your favorite movie series released a new allotment and you had a movie marathon to prepare for going to the premier?
Remember those summers when you made it your goal to learn and master some new trick?





Remember those summers when the only shoes you wore (if you wore shoes at all) were flip flops?
Remember those summer days when you would live in your swimsuit?
Remember those summer days when you would sleep on the trampoline?


Never loose the magic.
Never ever let go of those memories, those carefree days.
Never give up on the campfire smell.