Random Summer Post
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I don't know why I have such a hard time getting going early in the week. I have all sorts of blog ideas running through my head all the time, but then the weekend comes and I get into relaxation mode and then Monday comes and I'm into the pick-up-the-house-and-do-the-laundry mode and blogging just doesn't seem to want to come.
Maybe it's summer.
Which is officially TODAY. Yippee!! Let's party. Let's celebrate. Let's enjoy every moment of the season that is much too short.
Anyway, I have a whole lot of nothing rumbling around in my brain, and I figure I'd better just get it out onpaper the screen so I can toss it away and forget about it.
So hold on to your hats, here comes the randomness.
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I'm missing one certain member of our family who has chosen to take her summer where it's colder and rainier and crazier because of all the kids. Caroline is counseling at the camp she's gone to forever, and she left last week. One down, seven to go.
I miss her. The house feels different without her.
And yet, at the same time, I know for sure that she's where she should be. Because that girl? That girl is a servant. And that girl comes alive when she's up there. And for some reason I just know it's where she needs to be.
But it doesn't stop the missing.
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I spoke to a small group of college girls last night. That was fun, but I spent a week and a half preparing and all day yesterday practicing. Still, I came home and told B, "I could think of at least three different ways I could have done it better."
What is that? All the self-doubt and criticism?
Funny thing was, I was talking about finding our identity in Christ. Did I not listen to my own talk?!
I drive myself crazy sometimes.
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Here's my random day today: Write something. Anything. Buy some food . . . of any kind . . . because my family is starving. Have lunch with a friend who has moved away--high point!! Take the car to the shop for a very minor repair but that will probably take two hours. Make dinner.
Sounds like fun, no?
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I have to send an email today that makes my stomach flip and my heart all a-flutter. I won't tell you what it is, probably ever, but I'm torn between not wanting to do it and really wanting to do it. And I'm already a day late because, you see, I challenge myself to send those difficult/exciting emails by a certain date. And I didn't get around to it yesterday, so today MUST BE the day.
Will you just shoot up a prayer that I'll actually press "send" today? Many thanks.
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Have I mentioned that B gets a sabbatical this summer? And that it's four weeks all-in-a-row? And that we are getting giddy with excitement because we're leaving in less than three weeks? And that I will be gone from my house, physically, for four weeks? (I've never done that!)
Julia and I bought inner tubes and floaties the other day and for some reason that made me so excited. I'm hoping for lots of sunny days and very little rain and fish that bite.
Oh, have I mentioned that they really don't have internet access where we're heading? I'm in a little bit of a panic about that one, but here's the solution. I'm thinking about just taking a blogging break for that month.
What do you think?
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Speaking of being gone for a month . . . got any good book suggestions?
Maybe it's summer.
Which is officially TODAY. Yippee!! Let's party. Let's celebrate. Let's enjoy every moment of the season that is much too short.
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Anyway, I have a whole lot of nothing rumbling around in my brain, and I figure I'd better just get it out on
So hold on to your hats, here comes the randomness.
I'm missing one certain member of our family who has chosen to take her summer where it's colder and rainier and crazier because of all the kids. Caroline is counseling at the camp she's gone to forever, and she left last week. One down, seven to go.
I miss her. The house feels different without her.
And yet, at the same time, I know for sure that she's where she should be. Because that girl? That girl is a servant. And that girl comes alive when she's up there. And for some reason I just know it's where she needs to be.
But it doesn't stop the missing.
I spoke to a small group of college girls last night. That was fun, but I spent a week and a half preparing and all day yesterday practicing. Still, I came home and told B, "I could think of at least three different ways I could have done it better."
What is that? All the self-doubt and criticism?
Funny thing was, I was talking about finding our identity in Christ. Did I not listen to my own talk?!
I drive myself crazy sometimes.
Here's my random day today: Write something. Anything. Buy some food . . . of any kind . . . because my family is starving. Have lunch with a friend who has moved away--high point!! Take the car to the shop for a very minor repair but that will probably take two hours. Make dinner.
Sounds like fun, no?
I have to send an email today that makes my stomach flip and my heart all a-flutter. I won't tell you what it is, probably ever, but I'm torn between not wanting to do it and really wanting to do it. And I'm already a day late because, you see, I challenge myself to send those difficult/exciting emails by a certain date. And I didn't get around to it yesterday, so today MUST BE the day.
Will you just shoot up a prayer that I'll actually press "send" today? Many thanks.
Have I mentioned that B gets a sabbatical this summer? And that it's four weeks all-in-a-row? And that we are getting giddy with excitement because we're leaving in less than three weeks? And that I will be gone from my house, physically, for four weeks? (I've never done that!)
Julia and I bought inner tubes and floaties the other day and for some reason that made me so excited. I'm hoping for lots of sunny days and very little rain and fish that bite.
Oh, have I mentioned that they really don't have internet access where we're heading? I'm in a little bit of a panic about that one, but here's the solution. I'm thinking about just taking a blogging break for that month.
What do you think?
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Speaking of being gone for a month . . . got any good book suggestions?
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