I’m still alive…and I will probably show up back here eventually…once we’ve dug ourselves out of the mess that is our basement, office, and bedroom (oh heck, pretty much the whole house) and have an iota of free time to think about other (fun) things.
In the meantime, it’s almost been two years for Drew and me. It’s always fun to think back to these days in 2008, just a couple weeks before the big day. Such a serene and peaceful time in our lives…
It’s a well know fact that no one cares what anyone else did on vacation. A well know fact that everyone seems to forget right after they get done with their own. Hence, I swore I’d never make one of these, but I did.
So. There’s that.
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Sometimes I wonder how Adam’s life was after the garden. Part of me wants to understand how much things changed for him, but the other part never wants to know. We are born into imperfection and incompleteness, and we hope for the better things to come. But Adam? He had it. He had God there with him. And he lost it.
I wonder how he felt. Did he and God still talk afterward? Was he sad a lot? All the time? Hopeless? What was it like watch humanity spiral down so quickly? To witness the first murder, one son against another? How intense was that new pain?
I wonder if sometimes the weight of it all rushed over him, making him sick to the core with grief.
I used to think that people who could look at the beauty of the earth and still long for something more were ungrateful, but now I don’t. I remember one of our pastors once talking about looking at something beautiful and wanting more. Wanting to be a part of it somehow. I get that.
I love the beauty and happiness this world has to offer, but at the same time it’s empty. And although I’ll never get tired of traveling and visiting friends, I’ll never stop feeling the longing for more. For completeness. And loving that I feel that way.
For all the husbands and fathers out there, young and old, who listen to this and get it, be encouraged! You are anchors and shields, teachers and inspirers. We know the burden is heavy and sometimes the resistance is strong, but we hope you know that we respect, trust and love you. You are the leaders, but you are not without support!
And deep inside I think we all know that this is what we all truly need.
To my own father: Thank you for all the time you take to teach me about God and about life.
To my own husband: Thank you for always being an example of faith I can never ignore.
On a different note, we just got back from a great vacation!! So (at the request of my dad) I’ll be starting a series of “Camping in America” posts. Whoohoo!
My friend sent me the link to this website the other day and my jaw about hit the floor. Wow! Finally, a way to make news interesting!
Ok, ok. I know not everyone’s brain works the same way and some of you might not be so enthralled with this new discovery, but you have to admit that this is cool. I mean seriously. That’s cool. Oh, and this too.
Information is beautiful. Hallelujah! Amen!
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In other news, our long awaited vacation starts TODAY! Hopefully I will get a post or two up here about the projects we’ve been working these past few weeks and some more local faves before we head off to Ithaca, NY.