wild melody

(the title has NOTHING to do with this post) first of all. this post is the 108th i've done. i guess it ought to be considered a milestone since my 105th passed by without any fanfare. how sad. second, this blog will be quiet for awhile. the author is running around in NC. falling down mountains, taking pictures, seeing snakes, eating real meals (it feels strange to be home for dinner every night!) and all that stuff. not much time for blogging. BUT since my fam never hears much from me when i am on trips (it slightly annoys them. i'm trying to do better) and they always want to know everything but i never remember and they don't understand half my pics...beks and i came up with the idea of doing a tripbloggish thing to keep them updated. (another milestone. that's got to be the WORST and longest run-on sentance in the universe) or at least slightly more updated than my short weekend phone calls and one sentance emails. so if you get bored enough you can go check it out...

hey ya'll. how's it goin'? great.... Beks is going to point out I never finished writing about the 25th floor. Probably never will. (except to say that if joe has a steel pole in his hands, you'll feel much safer. until you realize the opposite end of it is at eye level... if he swings, it'll take out your head in the process.) I believe she'll survive the trauma. Don't have much time, getting ready to hit the road for NC. We would be on the road right now. If it weren't for my bad habit of spinning out suburbans and slamming them into overpass barriers. Really need to kick that habit... (i hit a patch of fl ice. therein losing control. wasn't anything i could've done. i was even being careful, about 30mph. not drag racing again or anything...[joke]) {} found this on another blog. i nearly died laughing. can they take themselves seriously?! ((do ya'll canadains have a 'rock paper scissors' league? haha)) " Judge Rules Dis...

break from the series. 1) please pray for my mom's fam. her parents. specifically you can pray for her dad, who's been dealing with gangrene in his right foot since winter. he had 4 toes amputated in april and went home right before NA. now he has it on his left heel. they say he'll lose the left leg from the knee down. we've no idea how soon. he's the last person i can imagine losing his independance...anyway, for now he's in the hopsital here in otown while his wife is in t-town undergoing chemo. it's hard on them to be apart; each feels like they should be taking care of the other. 2)also pray for my mom, her sisters, and bro. her whole family relies on mom (and sisters) more than they know. she's such a comfort. serving heroically and lifting spirits. she's showing me how to honor God while walking through fire. She knows how to be strong in the strength of grace, with all reliance on God. she amazes me. 3)pray for a little girl named Emma an...

(( this will most likely bore ya'll. but beks is a good friend. also she's gotten this idea about becoming as stubborn as i am & i'm not up to outlasting her. *grins*)) Day 02. in which jess, pam& dami discover the 25th floor &get lost. Not sure how I'll remember this... 2nd day starts with worship & message by Mark Dever: "The Story: understanding the story line of the bible". Very good, very fast. You should download it right now. He spoke some about how the OT customs foreshadow the NT gospel. (not a whole lot but something i love studying) Pam, Britt Hall & I stood in line for 1 hr & ate a quick lunch with random folks. I left early for the hotel to get Pam's jacket. Somehow I took a wrong tunnel & ended up at another hotel. Thanks to the sczebels I had a close seat anyway. Mike Bullmore spoke on applying the gospel to all of life. Excellent. Are we making gospel connections? "A man is not so inclined to give up when h...

haha ive hijacked d's blog!(with a little help from mom) i just wanted to tell her how much we all love her. d you've always been a great big sister and one of my best friends, you've been second mom to me, nate and bre for as long as i can remember! God has given you so many gifts and talents. Now you're eighteen and have matured alot from the little girl who would lead her gullible little bro into all kinds of trouble(i.e eyelashes, and late night benie baby wars!) your such a gift and i love ya kanga, eyore p.s this is the only hijack don't worry!

I'm taking responsability and posting. Even though I still feel the least qualified (being the most clueless). This doesn't let Josh off the hook. I'm giving ya'll something to read til he has time to write a post that makes me say"that's what i was trying". The curse of me: taking twice as long to say anything worthwhile. Sitting here in the afterglow of NA. What do I write? Wonderful messages? Incredible worship? Funny stories? Talking like a smoker? 25th floor?4 days of very little real food, less sleep, rich teaching, good friends and falling down escalators has all blurred together. I still feel glowish inside. Full of the light of the Glory of God. I know that's so lame and sappy, but when I got home after a most interesting 17-hr bus ride Dad says: "I came home to see the glow of Christ on your face and I'm not dissapointed." Conviction. Why can't I live like that? So close to God that even when I can't stand up straight m...