Thursday, May 28, 2009

Fit to worship God in.

"If my jacket and trousers, my hat and shoes, are fit to worship God in, they will do; will they not?"

Monday, May 25, 2009


The Poulsbohemian Cafe provides a delightful view of this gorgeous day in Poulsbo, WA. It makes me think of where I was and where I am. Call it a reflection, call in a comparison, but both Arizona and Washington have brought much realization on how this world carries on.


The desert is a very sterile place. Rocks and dirt line the highways, flat terrain stretches for miles. The only collision my car had was with a tumbleweed. People don't linger outside during the summer but rather run from air-conditioned building to air-conditioned building. Summer looks like winter which looks like fall which looks like spring.
Three years in Arizona found me learning and growing much on a daily basis. Tempe and the community there opened my eyes to the world outside of Christian bubbles of my past. Out of any place I have lived (VA, WA, NC, PA, AZ) my time in Tempe has changed me the most. The people I lived life with taught me to see people through the eyes of love. My heart still longs for friendships of old and spontaneous nighttime bike rides to Casey's.


The two colors to best describe western WA are blue and green. The water winds its way throughout the land masses making transit slow yet beautiful. We daily pray for no insurrections from the trees as they greatly outnumber the humans. Families wade through low tides as their sandals are trapped by the muddy sand. Birds find sea creatures and drop them on hard surfaces in hopes of cracking the shell. Animals and plants flourish as the rain abounds. Rain is so common that it has a nickname, "liquid sunshine".
Since moving to the Kitsap Peninsula in August 09, I have faced the worst depression of my life thus far and haven't found a deep community of people... yet. Being employed by the DoD working with Navy submarines has caused me to grow older and harsher. I have found a few great people, but some days my extroverted self longs for more people.

I feel out of place. No idea where to call home because I don't feel at home anywhere. Feeling distant from a community. It will take a while for things to start falling into place. Praying for peace and joy are crucial to get through each day. Despite the beauty that surrounds me, I feel empty without love. We were made to love and to be loved.

Saturday, January 24, 2009


I have been editing and changing the format of my blog for years. (I started blogging in 2004 and have gone on and off with writing in it. Right now is another "on" time.)
It seems as though I have not been content with how it looks. Sure I want to have everything look great, with matching colors and perhaps a cool picture, but regardless of how it looks, hasn't it always perfectly functioned as a blog?

Just today I added the quote you see at the top of this page. It is my prayer that the perspective shared in this quote will be true of my own life.