So a lot of crap (I hate to use a crass word but I can't think of anything else at the moment...) has been going on lately. In case ya'll don't know what's been happening, I'll catch you up to speed.
~ I have had quite a bit of pain lately in my abdomen and have something wrong but the doctor's don't know what it is so I have to get an ultrasound on Friday...at 3:30 in the afternoon because I have to work on Friday but I can't eat OR DRINK for 8 hours before the procedure so I won't be able to eat or drink ANYTHING after 7:30 in the morning while still going about my day in stinking hot east texas
~ I've been freaking out about money things. Like money for mine (and Danielle's) mission trip. And for my HA account, and the medical stuff, and I know that my parents are taking care of it but I feel bad about it all
~ Yesterday I lost a good friend and fellow January Intern and ATF/BC caller. David Hernandez died yesterday evening on the way to the hospital. A day before he was supposed to leave on a mission trip. I still can't believe it. He held so much light and life and love in him (and he was so tall! He was 6' 9") that you couldn't help but be happy and encouraged around him. Please be praying for his family as well as all of us here at Teen Mania, he will be dearly missed.
~ A girl I know down here is waiting to hear if she is going to be dismissed or not
~ And just the stress, loneliness, pain and storms of life in general
But today, while I was thinking about life, what things are truly important, and what I really want people to remember me for when I'm gone, it started to rain. And instead of just rushing to the next building I wanted to get to, I walked. And enjoyed the rain. And wondered at how something so simple like rain, just water falling out of the sky, can carry so much meaning and emotion. So I went behind a building and just stood there for a while, my face looking up, greeting the drops that were continuing to fall on me. Then I started walking down the pavement and the road/sidewalks and splashing through puddles and finding big puddles to run and jump in. And it was amazing, it was so relaxing and refreshing and liberating. It was just God and me enjoying his creation and not acting like an adult at all. It was so good to cry, and let go of my fear of man, and just be with God and know that it's going to be ok. Danielle would be truly proud
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Well I should get going, have things to do, people to see, books to read, papers to write...etc.
Goodnight from Garden Valley, where all the women are lovely, all the men open every door and the word symposium strikes fear into the hearts of many. 
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