This is the day that the Lord has made
I will rejoice and be glad in it
This is the day, this is the day,
That the Lord has made.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Lake House
The in-laws have a beautiful home on Bass Lake which they rent out weekly for the summers. However, they are renter-less for 2 weeks. So, when my mother-in-law asked if we wanted to
come and stay during that time, I quickly responded with a, "YES!"
We are loving the beauty of the lake, relaxing (away from the pressure of the to-do's at home), swimming, tanning, magazine browsing, reading, running, canoe rides with Noah, and evening walks to The Pines for ice cream. We especially love how popular we are! Our social calendar is very full now that we are at the lake. We have play-dates everyday (which makes this extroverted, lover of people, very happy)!
(i am having difficulty uploading the desired photos, ugghh! that means there will be much more to share later).
Friday, June 6, 2008
15 years ago
i'm gonna start from the beginning, because i love this God story...It began in early spring of 1993, when i began to pray this prayer in preparation for Easter, "Dear God please help me to understand Jesus' pain when He died on the cross." Let me tell you that along with "give me patience," well (in my experience), your just asking for it!
On Good Friday i had a handful of friends over to my home (i was living with a friend's family- the Boeses). My friends and i were planning on going rafting down the Stanislaus River, but before we headed out we took the 4 runner for a spin on the property. Just a little f.y.i. -4 runners, do not turn easily on asphault, they also do not stop if they do not have breaks. Which is why the 4 runner i was on went off a 14 ft cliff. i (along with a friend) landed in a berry patch below. Thankfully i had only broken my collarbone. And though i know it doesn't come close to the pain Jesus endured for us, i have never prayed that prayer again!
Because i had a broken collarbone i was unable to drive myself for a time, so i attended church with the Boese family. While at their church, a woman i had been aqquainted with asked me to be a counselor for her 6th grade classes' science camp at Camp Oakhurst. i dreaded asking for more time off from work (teaching preschool, and working as an after school recreation leader) as i had already missed some work due to my injury, but the time was given to me, and in May i came to Camp Oakhurst.

That week, away from life in Oakdale, God and i did a lot of talking. One important question i asked was what He wanted me to do for the summer (as both my jobs ended for the summer). At the end of the week, as we prepared to load the van to return home, an employee at the camp offered me a job for the summer. It was obvious where God wanted me that summer!
4 weeks later i cut my hair short (which is important to know for an upcoming post), loaded up my 65 Ford Falcon with all my belongings, and came to Oakhurst for just the summer... 15 years ago.

Back then i would have never left Oakdale had i known it would have been for good. I had a community, church, friends, and jobs that i loved. 15 years later i have a community, church, friends, family, and mommy job i love. God is full of surprises! i wonder what the next 15 hold!
Thursday, June 5, 2008
words
6 billion people live in this world and I can only think of one- me.
That's the difference between us and Jesus- He was always thinking of us.
Donald Miller
That's the difference between us and Jesus- He was always thinking of us.
Donald Miller
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Stew Off
Last fall, my good friend Julie and I had a Stew Off.
We each made a stew for dinner and hoped to determine whose was the best.
I was shocked when she served what appeared to be a roast.
Julie is sadly confused. I cannot blame her she grew up in the casserole eating era.
Her mother likely served her a variety of dishes smothered in cream of mushroom soup, and passed it off as edible food. She doesn't know better.
And now, Julie (she doesn't know when to stop), has challenged me again, but this time to a blogging Stew Off.
So I ask you what is Stew to you!?
Is it roast- like, served on a plate, eaten with a fork?

OR... is it soup like, served in a bowl, eaten with a spoon?

And i'll have you know Julie, that when you google for vegetable beef stew photos and recipes, they're ALL soups! Your going down!
We each made a stew for dinner and hoped to determine whose was the best.
I was shocked when she served what appeared to be a roast.
Julie is sadly confused. I cannot blame her she grew up in the casserole eating era.
Her mother likely served her a variety of dishes smothered in cream of mushroom soup, and passed it off as edible food. She doesn't know better.
And now, Julie (she doesn't know when to stop), has challenged me again, but this time to a blogging Stew Off.
So I ask you what is Stew to you!?
Is it roast- like, served on a plate, eaten with a fork?
OR... is it soup like, served in a bowl, eaten with a spoon?

And i'll have you know Julie, that when you google for vegetable beef stew photos and recipes, they're ALL soups! Your going down!
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Flip for My Flops!
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