little (big) adventures

With all of these "quotes" going on, I realized I don't blog 'for fun' anymore.

Not that this is a chore... ;)

And then I realized I had a very good reason to break the trend.

You see, there were once three young ladies. Two attending college, and one who had suddenly disappeared to a beautiful island and decided to stay and work in a downtown deli and get the most adorable little studio apartment one could wish for and live downtown Charlottetown where all the quaint coffee shops are.

And make me miss her quite terribly.

So we just had to fix this, you see.

But deep down, the pessimistic side of me was convinced it would never come true.

But it did.

And I love single lines in a blog post.

Like this.

See?

And my web browser says 'blog' is not a word.

So with many a prayer that the weather would be brilliant, we packed up and hopped on the highway and just did it.

No regrets. Not a one.

We had the largest tea menu to pick from and the smallest floor space imaginable. We talked about the best milk brands and the cutest hockey players. We walked around town and took selfies with a selfie stick and tree lights and John A. MacDonald.

We stayed up way too late with The Importance of Being Earnest, slept in and had sugar for breakfast. And coffee, of course. Two, if you count the vanilla latte made by Duncan.

We took a drive and prayed we would not get stuck because we wanted to see camp so bad. And we made it. And took more selfies at the snow covered camp ground. How somber.

Then, we went shopping. Of course. And we'll never forget that 47 cent dress. Or how many times we lost each other.

For supper, we had no idea. None whatsoever. Too scared to read Italian and too picky to get delivery. And too needy to not go to the drug store for more tortilla chips because that guacamole was so yummy.

And we watched hockey. #NHLAllStars

#selfiestick #marshmallow 

Then it was Sunday. I think a weekend hangout would be so incomplete if we ended it on Saturday. On Sunday, we have the privilege of going to worship together. Sweet, sweet communion would be so empty without this day.

But then, it was over. Except my keys decided we needed another 20 minutes together in panic mode when they snuck into my already rolled up sleeping bag. I still don't really know...

And so, I had to hand back the parking pass that never stayed on my mirror anyways. We rolled through the hills and over the windy bridge...

'Til we meet again.

Who's in charge?

Yes.

Because the more you know, the more you know you don't know.

Because we are getting closer to God. We are learning more about Him. And we learn of His power and wisdom. And, really. Not only should we know that He's in charge, we should want Him in charge.

It should be a humble realization. And a humble thanks. And a humble relief.

"Our God is in the heavens; He does all that He pleases." 

Psalm 115:3

the now

A question. 

Are you more present in planning for tomorrow or are you simply present for today? 

I know my answer. 

Most of my day is spent in the future. Will the weather permit a trip home? Will I pass that test? 

Of course one needs to plan so as not to get into a car accident or fail their course. But when it's all said and done, did those around you today get to have all of you? Were you there when they asked you a question or needed help? Were they recipients of all your love or were they simply a distraction? 

I wish away many of my days simply so I can get to the next one. How wrong is that? I think it's a mix of ungratefulness and impatience. Ungrateful for present opportunities and gifts, like that two and half hour long class and if it were only this time tomorrow I could be outside! 

Last year I read this blog post in which the writer talks about how she was going to make 2014 the year of slow. 

And as cliché as it sounds, I am setting out to make 2015 my year of slow. 

Because, if you know me. I am not slow. I have had the word klutzy attached to me from a very young age due to haste and lack of skill. 

Slow. And present now. 

this world

 

This world is not in its natural state. This world was not created with sin in it. How can we call worry, fear, or pain "natural"? We try to stay away from it, right? Just like we try to stay away from artificial flavours and food coloring, fake cheese, butter, and people. (just kidding about the last one ;) ).

But what desires might Lewis be talking about? A big one that I can think of is love and companionship. We look for it in the church, but what human does not disappoint? We look for it in a spouse, but love is not always blind...

Ahh, but is this hopeless? On this side of heaven, yes, it seems quite bleak. But as Lewis says here, we were made for another world. Made; we were created by a good God for His purpose. Hope? Yes, indeed. There is hope.