Dreamer

Recently I have been having dreams where I've been back in highschool. Dreams where I am with people I haven't been with for a very long time or have even honestly thought sbout regularly for over 10 years.

Dreams about various events or traumatic events that stir extreme aspects of emotion. Extreme joy, extreme sadness. Extreme anger or extreme frustration.

When I dream about being back in high school it is usually consisting of me trying to get to a math class that I haven't attended all year and I need a passing grade in order to graduate. I haven't done any of the homework and yet I'm thinking to myself, "why am I here? Do I really need to be here right now since I've already gone to college?".

Recently I had a seemingly prophetic dream about my friend Ana and how she was accepted by her church to become a fulltime missionary over seas... I texted her the following day (Monday) and told her about it because it was such an emotionally joyful dream. She told  her final interview to do just that was Tuesday. She texted me Tuesday evening and told me she was indeed accepted into the program and would be leaving in a few months to pursue being a full time missionary through her church!....

FREAKY

I've had very few dreams that seem to some what  mention true things about future news, events or approaching seasons of life. Never big events like political or destruction. More the feeling and understanding that perhaps because this persons spirit is kindered or connecting with mine via Jesus and his heart and compassion about the understanding of His compassion and our calling and purpose to seek his heart and pray what He prays, I am compelled and convicted to pray for these people no matter how long it's been and it brings me to connect with them via letter or text or phone call and check in. It's amazing but can also be very intimidating. But as I've said before... God likes when I'm uncomfortable and so it is the continual surrender of my comforts and abiding in what He would like me to pursue. He places these things in me as I rest the tent he has given me.

I am amazed by my brain and my spirit colliding at times. To feel so overwhelmed in that moment by what was seemingly the end of the world or the hardest struggles in life was being IN High school, seems to, now, be a calming mechanism within me to say that things seemed easier back then and honestly if I could get through that, I really could get through anything else...

The underlying message, "you'll come through, God will provide. In another 2 years or so you will be at a different season where you are humbled and thankful for what currently is".


Other dreams I've had recently include heading to the mountain after a seeming long yet short drive and realizing that:
A. Boots are buried in the snow
B.  Boots are missing
C. Not fitting my bindings
D. Boots fit great but I've forgotten my skis.
E. Skis have been misplaced or stolen
F. Poles are lost in a used gear store and people think I'm trying to steal them
G. Stuck on the longest lift ride
H. skiing but not enough snow.

Clearly I need to remedy these thoughts and yearnings with obsessively double checking my packing and get my butt up to the mountain.

What dreams may come... At least I haven't been talking nearly as much as I used to in my sleep. At least that is my hope considering I haven't heard my husband mention anything lately.






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Just when you think you've gotten used to things. You are thankful everything is going well and that for once in life... Things are smooth and you think that you could and would like to get used to the pace of just cruising.

Often when things get heavy and a bit outrageous in life, I know I've done this but have you?

I think, "Just once it would be nice if things went smoothly and actually fell into place."

I just want things to go smoothly.
I just want things to be easy for once
I just need things to go how I want them to go.
I just...

The beggar mentality that ensues from the "I just" creates a sense of becoming a "victim" instead of a strong son or daughter. How often have I begged God to just give me the easy way. I begged for once that school would actually go well. That financial woes would be no more and that comfort while on the earth would take over.

Reading that last sentence just paralyzed me in thought. I myself know that comfort comes in many ways. However I am reminded often through finances, or lack there of, that God shows his glory through the process as we seek him. If that need was not currently there I would then not be seeking him fully to provide. I am often torn with this thought. I do pray that my trust would not be faulty because of financial roller coasters. My prayer indeed is that one day I will be financially blessed in a way that enables me to bless those who will be in my shoes like I currently walk in them today.

But I do not want to seek the comforts of this earth. That is not my purpose. Purpose is to live every moment while I am on this earth colonizing and spreading the good news but ultimately I can't imagine living with these seeming woes for all of eternity... There is too much of his glory and too much celebration that out weighs the pain, sorrow, worry and stress of this world.

You can have all this world, give me Jesus

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To beg for things to be easier or less complicated truly puts our spirits at risk of being strengthened by the trials that God has set before us to grow, strengthen and guide us. We want the tone bodies and strength to climb hard things yet we groan when we need to train and strengthen our bodies to be able to endure these things. Unless you get bit by a radioactive spider that somehow intertwines into your DNA and makes you part spider therefore give you wicked awesome strength... Hmmmmmm

Reality is, if you want it badly enough AND it is in Gods will to make it a part of your life, he will bring it to fruition. But it wont just, poof, happen...
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If it is worth it to us we will persevere...
If it is worth it, we will fight...
If it is worth it we will pursue...

It's worth it...

However don't forget that in the midst of pursuit, the trials, the hardships, stresses and downright failures will strengthen us...

They will humble us...

They will SHOW us just how present God is in every hour of everyday...





-Keep Adventuring.





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It Was December.

It was December as Austin and I made our way down I-25 that I sat back in the passengers seat and suddenly felt this decompression of my heart and mind. It was December when I departed from a place that still holds a piece of my heart. It was December when I stood in rain puddles and prepared myself for what was a huge leap of faith and complete surrender.

I mean common who am I? I had never had the desire to raise my own salary monthly. I had no desire to reach out to people and ask for their financial support yet my heart was softened to the idea and changed by the opportunity to serve in a new place and for a purpose that He had placed deep within me before the earth was created.

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Before that it was July and I felt these heartstrings being tuned to a different genre. The same God who softened Pharaoh's heart to let his people go, was in the process of changing my heart. Stripping bitterness, exhaustion and staleness away from the various crevasses that I had come short of maintaining in my season of numbness. He began to awaken this soul in transitional directions.

It was December when I put all of my possessions into a car and drove toward something unknown while leaving something so known that it startled my depths as it sank in that I wouldn't be returning to the normalcy that I had known for nearly 5 years.

It was December when I had made a decision. The decision was to follow, obey and commit the entirety of myself to go wherever He led me. That was on a brisk night in a coffee shop/ used book store in Pennsylvania that had one of the best Roasted Red Pepper spreads I had ever experienced. It was December when I walked out of that coffee shop and the weight of my burdens, sins and past had rolled off my back as I hopped on my bike through snow and night sky. It was December when my life truly began when I was 23...

Being born is a hard uncomfortable situation. I wouldn't know physically because I was too young to remember. But spiritually comes in the same type of context.

It was December when I came home after moving west to follow as I had promised and I couldn't wait to get back. It was December when I couldn't wait to leave the place I had been called to for so long. Returning after 2 bike tours cross country and reluctantly obeying and seeking faith that He was faithful in what He asked of me.

Across America 2013

Across America 2013

It was December both times when I returned from South Africa with a wrecked yet joyful heart of the friends I had made and the work of Gods hands that I witnessed in his children and his creation. It was December when cultures collided from warm to cold. From welcoming to personal bubble patrols in Cities I had never really explored on my own before. Grace soaking into the empty feeling spaces and redeeming his love as I conversed with loved ones.

South Africa 2013

It was December when I departed permanently from the establishment I had thought I would be at forever. It was December when I drove up the road with the windows down to smell the air that the canopy provided and let the dampness of the duff seep into my skin and soul for the last time to rejuvenate and bless me for the last time until we meet again.

Redwood Forest

Giant Sequoias

Redwood Forest

Spring 2011

It was December 2 years later as I sat next to my Husband headed to New Mexico for New Years and suddenly the decompression of my heart, the continual healing of time and His grace and mercies renewing again and again who I am and reminding me of who I was. It was December when I how incredible that season of my life under the canopy really was. It was December when I finally let go of the door knob and began to take steps away from the closed door FULLY into this season I now currently stand...

It is January and I stand with a thankful heart and new perspective. Humbled by His faithfulness and thankful for His Grace, compassion and mercy on my stumbles.

It is January.





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