hello beautiful readers!
it's almost systematically programmed into our brains to search for love. this probably isn't news, but i'm christian single and ready to christian mingle so that my heart may christian tingle. but HELLO. i'm an idiot. i have love. God is love. i'm a strong independent christian woman who don't need no earthly man (though, it'd be nice), i just need God. He can protect me. I can be real and vulnerable with Him. He can bless me with my heart's desires, and He knows them better than i do. as i spend more and more time sitting on mountain tops, i am overwhelmed by the thought that He designed me long before earth's precious nuggets of beauty--perhaps God's greatest and oldest creations. there is no proportion between thousands of earthly years and the eternity in His kingdom. that is insane. that is love.
as of lately, life has been HECTIC but full of lovely things. things that help me see and define myself by the way He sees me--beloved. of course that's challenging at times because of societal pressures. do those pressures cause me to stumble and slip? absolutely. do they cause you to stumble? probably. BUT Jesus didn't die on the cross so we could sulk in guilt but rather so that we could be free of sin and experience the freedom. that my friends, is why we need Jesus. He took the punishment for our sins and dwelling on them takes away from the glory of what he did. so, God's love is all I need.
anyways. enough of this mushy gushy love stuff. time to get talking about the nitty gritty of my life adventures. for one, my body is falling apart. i've joined a co-ed softball team for the summer and have pulled both my quad and hamstring muscles. talk about tender. THEN as i was coming down from a mountain, i pulled a tendon in my foot i'm pretty sure. i also went cliff jumping a few weeks ago and slipped on some barnacles and kelp and cut up my arm. oh, i also got a new bike. naturally, i fell over because my gears locked up and well, i forgot to unclip from my pedals. so, my leg looked like it was on its period because it was bleeding pretty heavily for a bit. i also almost chopped off my thumb in my ceiling fan the other day. i probably should take it easy, but it's hard to when there is so much potential for adventure in this beautiful place i call home. especially on those rare sunny days.
gary and tamara came to visit a few weeks ago. for a whole week. it was wonderful but by the end, i was ready to have space. 24/7 with them--something i probably haven't done since high school. even when i was sleeping, they were still lurking in the next room over. however, i am so thankful that they were able to come up here and spend time with me in juneau. they were able to meet my friends that wipe away tears when needed, provide me with hugs, make me laugh, make me salty at times, and look out for me if i do face plant on my rollerblades or throw up on a ferry for four hours or almost die ice-climbing. they were able to see my favorite places and experience the happiness they bring. it was a wonderful time. i unintentionally almost killed them on a hike... however, they didn't experience the real juneau. pretty much the entirety of their trip up here, it was in the 70's and sunny--i even got sunburn! prior to them getting here, it had been dumping for almost three weeks.i'm thrilled to be playing softball again--though it provides its challenges. for instance, i haven't played since high-school. i was never an outfielder. oh, and i've probably ran more than i have in the past five years. and then occasionally i feel a little sentimental as i reminisce of standing in the field during t-ball and crying when dad would leave and not stand by me as i picked dandelions. and a little sentimental when i think of dad helping me learn to pitch against the wall of a school. and a little sentimental when i think of grandpa mog being there for games and helping coach. sometimes i wish i were a robot and didn't feel things.
of course i'm still rollerblading. i've also inherited a bike, which has been great. work on my quads and calves, get swoll. i've been hiking a lot. i haven't been sleeping enough. i fill my days as much as i can. usually leaving for work around 8:30am and not getting home until 10:30pm (sometimes later). it's tough. but i'm young. this is the time of my life--or so they say. having a set bed time is mainstream and for children.well, that's my life more or less. each day i'm growing in my faith and becoming more dependent on God and instilling complete trust in him. each day i'm seeking adventure in any way i may. oh, and i'm of course eating donuts and waffles--maybe that's the underlying motivation for my desire to be recklessly active--or actively reckless?
happy memorial day weekend!
xoxo
-A
