Spinnin my tires....

Well... another day and another post. What's new? WELL... not a whole lot. I just got back from a fairly non-adventurous little trip with 2 friends of mine to my aunt's fishing lodge. While we didn't do any fishing I did manage to get them both into a canoe, which was probably the highlight of the trip for me. It was a relaxing time, nothing extraordinary happened, but what else is new. Now I find myself back where I began... a little stuck... still not knowing where I'm going. Moving... but is it forward? I have to wonder sometimes. My purpose will change soon as I head to work and what will probably be a very busy year. It'll be good.

Where my mind is...

Well, again, writing, or 'blogging' if you will. I'm at home, though I would prefer to be elsewhere. This picture is from the valley... a common yet amazing morning sight that you can take for granted when you live there... but when away from there you miss it. Pretty incredible world we live in, almost as if you are 'on top of the world' with the clouds below and the blue sky above. It dosn't get much better. I know I'm a little 'over nostalgic' when it comes to camp, but its hard not to think about this summer although I'm enjoying some time off I still miss the craziness of that place and being in the middle of it all. It's all good... here's to the next step...

Just a picture to you...

This is a fun pic with many memories attached. This picture was taken in the Dominican Republic in January of 2000 when I was on outreach following my Phase II school at YWAM Denver. Dana, Katie, Peter, Josh, and Lydia are pictured here with me. We spent a week building a church (which involved a lot of digging, mixing cement, and laying bricks/cinder blocks. I learned a lot that week. It was hard but it was awesome at the same time. Our 'shower' facilities was a creek down in the woods... pretty cool... literally and figuratively. I also learned that week that it is possible to 'walk up hill both ways' as we hiked OVER a 'mountain' (it looked like a mountain... maybe it was a big hill) and then to get back we had to hike back OVER the mountain. There was definitly uphill both ways (there was also downhill though). An amazing week. One of about 7 that we spent in DR/Haiti/Mexico... I'll save some stories for another time. Peace.

midnight on a winding road

Here I am again. Just returned from a week... well two weeks I guess of camp life. The valley is very much a part of who I am, going there is like going home. There is a cool atmosphere that exists in no other place that I have found. I love that place, it is fun to be there. A goal I had going in was to gain 'perspective' I'm not sure that I have, another goal was to leave fuller than I came (fuller not food wise but fuller as a person... it's a long story) and that I think has happened at least to some degree. There was no amazing moment, or incredible revelation about who I am and where I am going, but baby steps. I still find myself lost in this transition time, lost in knowing what it is that I want, what it is that I believe, how it is that I want to live. In that way I'd say that my life right now seems like it has been midnight on a winding road... not knowing where I am or where to go (not my words... but I like em anyways). I'm ready for the sun to rise to light my path, or for the road to straighten in order to get to wherever it is that I may be going. For the moment I remain on this winding path, and yet I trust, one day, it will all become clear. I will contemplate. I will try to figure it out. And I will wait.