Friends In Seattle

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I will always believe: you will be the closest with the friends who were with you when you had nothing else to do. Together, you do nothing.

Being in the most beautiful place on earth was a wonderful experience. However, YNP does not always promise the most exciting up to date and virtual entertainment. I made great friendships while I was there and and so thankful for them today.

I was able to go see my friends after a year of being apart yet it seems as if we never skipped a beat. Erika and Sal were my best friends while I working at Old Faithful. Sal and I were lived  as if we were siblings and even fought like it. While Erika and I would take our unforgettable old lady walks. These times are my most cherished. Making something out of nothing. Making life long friendships out of acquaintances. That is what life is about. Not the things we have surrounding us, who we have surrounding us.

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Troll Under the Bridge

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First Starbucks

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View from the Condo, See to Sky Rentals, click the photo.

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Little Si, lunch break

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Sal and I coming back down the Mountain

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Michael and I on top of the Space Needle

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Seattle’s Underground

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Sal and Michael conquering Mnt. Little Si

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24th Birthday

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For my 23rd birthday I spent time in the wilderness watching the rise and set over the Majestic Tetons. 

This year I was in the City that Never Sleeps, New York. I spent the first part of the day with Coach, Vince Dooley and spend the last part of the day eating Magnolia Bakery Cupcakes in the Big Apple.

It was a fun trip learning about the lives of New Yorkers. Outside of the city it is slower and more of a community , like the towns in the South. I really enjoyed spending my time with Michael and his family, the Callahan Clan. They welcomed me as if I were one of their own. It was one of the best birthdays! 

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Happy Easter Y’all

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Easter 2012 was so refreshing. It was a great time to be with my family and enjoy the perfect day. As the Holy day unraveled I began to notice what a fun and colorful time it is to celebrate Easter in the South. If you ever decide to move to the South, here are a few pointers to help you survive.

Some key items: new dresses, spring flowers, Easter egg hunts, pastels  and the banana pudding, of course. The South is an exciting place to be when Christ has risen. Listed below are some Survival Guidelines to a Southern Easter.

1) Easter Sunday is the first day that you can wear white on the bottom after Labor Day. If my Mom knew I had white shoes or pants on before Easter, she would take me to see Jesus herself!

2) Always wear a new dress, but be sure your arms are covered. Grandma and her friends would pinch your cheeks a little too hard if they could see your shoulders. Bow Ties are a must today gents.

3) Never forget to make the Sweet Tea and Banana Pudding. These two staples are what keeps the South happy.

4) Easter Sunday means you WILL be at church and sitting in the pew 30 minutes early to ensure your seat.

From my family to yours,

Happy Easter Y’all!

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Hostel – not the movie

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A few of my closest friends and I decided to make theweekend a small spring break, and go to the place where no spring-breaker has ever gone before: Chattanooga!

That’s right baby, the Aquarium, the Chattanooga Choo Choo and the legendary Rock City.

Being college students and freshly on our own, there was not much money flowing so I decided for something crazy: a Hostel.

I figured, if I could survive Yellowstone, I could survive anything. This place was more than we could have asked for, it was an amazing stay!!

The Crash Pad is run by some amazing men who have a true desire to live life to the fullest and climb into everyone’s hearts.

The rooms were clean and very sharp looking. EVERYTHING is eco-friendly and yet very inviting. The prices are perfect and breakfast couldn’t be better.

All the guys at The Crash Pad have a contagious sense of adventure. It will make you want to climb and eat granola all day just to be as ripped as them.

Julie, Cassie and me jumping for joy!!

Trying to be cool outside the hostel.

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PS. they didn’t pay me for writing this!!

– This is for your dance moves John!!

What is Fair?

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What is fair, what is truly fair?

Dictionary. com states: free from bias, dishonesty, or injustice: a fair decision; a fair judge.    The Proverbs 31 Woman: Speak Up and Judge Fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy. Deuteronomy 1: 16: Hear the disputes between your people and judge them fairly.

That is the question I am continuously asking myself with the most recent events, because that is how I have been judged.

How do I even begin this story? I guess I will have to go backwards.

In the last few weeks I was asked by one of the ministers, at the church I use to attend,  to help lead a youth weekend, that they needed leaders. I haven’t been back to lead anything at this church, because of past conflicts, but I have figured it has been long enough. I would enjoy pouring into the students just as the past leaders did for me.

A few days later I received “the dreaded unknown number” on my screen. It was the main youth minister who had  few questions for me.

First question: I know you are friends with Chelsey and I know that she has had a few choice drinks. Now since you are friends with her, are you partaking as well?

What are you suppose to say, I mean this is a “Man of God” after all. Well yes I do. I actually go after Bible Study, with my Bible Study group,( which includes the pastor’s nephews) to “Theology on Tap.” This is where we are able to use our first amendment right and talk about religion in public.

Second Statement: Well I am questioning to use you since you are friends with Chelsey and you are making the same choices.

Where does that leave me?

Let’s rewind to summer of 2009

Every year my church takes a mission trip with the college department for a month or so. This helps rejuvenate the students and pushes them to their core. This summer something was different, things didn’t feel right. I didn’t fit in like I use to and the group didn’t seem as welcoming as I had remembered.

One hot summer night I received a call from Chelsey. Her tone was somber and eerie she asked if I knew what was going on?

Chelsey proceeded, “Someone(s) has gone to the youth pastor and said you do not belong in this church and you do not deserve to go on this mission trip. That everything you do is a sin.”

My jaw dropped. This makes no sense. Where is this coming from and why would it be said?

A week later I answer a call from my long lost high school sweetheart who hasn’t spoken to me in over a year.

“I have something on my heart I have been meaning to tell you,…I have ruined your reputation while you have been at school. I heard that you were out doing things so I made it up and spread it to the entire youth group. I am sorry.” said Matthew

What is happening? Why is this happening?

It took everything in me to muster up courage to have words to speak to Matthew again. It took hours that turned into days that became weeks of prayer to forgive something and someone so precious to me. Do you even know what that does to a person when she can’t go back to what she calls home? My “brothers and sisters in Christ”  will not speak to me because of these rumors and they maybe judged too. How about stopping the rumors. No one bothered to stand up for me when I wasn’t there to defend myself.

The night that topped it off: 

We were waiting to be transported to the island. We were in paradise it didn’t seem fair. It was one of the places you dream about or see on Pinterest. I asked if Matthew and I could take a walk. I had a whole speech prepared of how I have forgiven him and still love him.

His words tore through me like a stabbing knife. Matthew told me he was disgusted because I was still in “that sorority” and that I don’t make an effort for Christ. He told me how I hold my self was repulsive and I had eyes of the devil.

His most famous line of the night that topped everything, ” I like to see you cry because that lets me know that everything you are doing is wrong and sinful.”

The only words I could squeak out after that profound statement: “I didn’t come home because, I was helping another church with their youth group.”

And he walked away.

It has been many years since all of that has happened. Chelsey was the only one I told. I did everything I could to not let anyone know about the conversation with Matthew on the beach. I didn’t want to follow his footsteps, I needed to follow Jesus’ steps.

So then, “What is Fair?”

I did not judge the church on Matthew’s words, the youth group’s stares or the distance with the youth pastors. I understand that people make mistakes, we are flesh. Isn’t that fair? - 2nd Chronicles 19:6

I swallowed my pride and tried invest in the church that poured so much into me at one time, even after no one invited me back. Isn’t that fair? - Proverbs 11:2

I became even closer to Chelsey during my hard time and am there for her during hers, even when no one at the church where we were raised is. Isn’t that fair? - Proverbs 17:17

You might need to” keep the board fair” because I have had a social drink. But, how do you “keep it fair” when your sinless youth are hurting people to the point of they will never come back to your church?

The one question I was expecting but never heard from the pastor, because the board was too busy being fair was:

“How is your relationship with Christ?”

Italia

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I have been blessed with a sabbatical. Never would I have imagined that I’d be living with my roommates (Mom and Dad)… still. But I have had time to become daddy’s little girl again and best friends with my mom. I would never change that!

Sometimes though, the roommates and I drive each other crazy. I had an opportunity to travel to the old world, Italy. So I took it!! (to keep everyone sane of course) My best friend was already visiting her sister and family in Rome, so why was I not there? I booked a ticket and took off!! I was amazed that this could happen and it took me two days to realize that I was actually walking in the city that used to rule the known world!!

The sites were breath-taking and I was able to see more than I could have ever dreamt. While there, I decided to have the “Eat, Pray, Love” mentality. In the movie, the main character decided to go and enjoy her time in Italy: eat all I want and enjoy every bite, you only live once… so why not order two… That is what I did. We traveled from Rome to Montepulciano, Florence (statue of David), Lucca, Pisa (leaning tower), then to Pompeii (city that survived Mount Vesuvius’s eruption) and Naples (where pizza was first invented). I did as much as I could with the time I had. And I think I achieved that goal.

I am deeply thankful to stay with the Karr family; thank you for giving me this opportunity!!

Inside the Colosseum

The top of St. Peter’s, The Vatican

The road trip crew! Jacoba, Chelsey, Cristina (who made it all happen) and me

Riding a Tandem on top of Lucca’s wall

The Leaning Tower of Pisa

The Bouncy house with Nolyn, Chelsey and Ellie 

The Karr family… in their natural state 

Pompeii 

Eat Pray Love…. Eat Eat

Triple Chocolate Cake made from scratch with Kyra and Chelsey

Eating Eating Eating with Jacoba and Chelsey

I was very impressed by the Pantheon

Last trip by the Colosseum 

Mission Trips

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Today in church, I was so excited to be there and hear the lessons for the new year. This very sermon, I knew, would change the whole perspective of how I would live out 2012. But like many other times my mind began wandering as soon as the “preachin’” began.

There was something about what he said, or maybe it was a melody in a song that had me trotting on memory lane. All of the memories had one theme, Mission Trips. How fun exciting they were. I was able to leave home for a week to spend with friends and praise the Almighty.

Little did I know at the time of all the hard work that went into them and the risk that had to be taken. Oh… how I lived for the next mission trip, no matter extreme, exhausting or embarrassing they could be. It was worth it. Each trip taught me something new and something more about who I am suppose to be. I am fully confident that I would not be the same without these trips.

Take a walk down memory lane with me…

We did an American theme… with XL shirts, Branson, MI 2006
Boys and Girls Club, Branson, MI, 2006
Chang Mai, Thailand 2007
My Group, Chang Mai, Thailand, 2007
Elephants, Chang Mai, Thailand, 2007
Bible Study in School! St. Philip, Barbados 2008
Jumping off of a cliff in Barbados… anything sounds better when you put “Barbados” behind it.
One of the girls who has been with me forever, even on top of a volcanic made mountain island, Union Island 2009

Vacation Bible School kids with their “God Goggles” on, Union Island 2009
A Child of God, Union Island 2009

Many years have passed since I have been able to leave everything behind, become unplugged and devote myself for the passion of God. I am developing an emptiness in my heart without these trips. They bring true, pure happiness. Within the trip that I realize how simple life can be, the over flowing love of our King and the difference I am able to make in His name. It is that moment that is irreplaceable.

 It is in my opinion that everyone should take a mission trip. To go and push him/her self to the limit, out of the comfort zone, and to work, pleasing a the higher power. Obeying the commandments of a God that has created both you and me.


Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” 
And I said, “Here am I. Send me!” – Isaiah 6:8

 This is a pop/rap song, but it is all biblical. It puts our American life into perspective.
Send Me I’ll Go – Lecrae