I know a girl/Whose full of grace/she’s got red hair/and a happy face
Her name is Anna/she loves bananas/someday we know/she’ll be in a drama!
She’s our lima bean/but as you can see/she is Anna Keen! Dunt dunt duh!
Y’all, I officially have the coolest 21-year-old sister on the planet. I can’t imagine life without her.
Anna, I hope you have a spectacular day and a wonderful year. Let’s drink responsibility when I get home!
Today marks my last Monday at Young Life. I will miss it here. I plan to write out a more thorough post at a later time. For now, I just feel a sense of sadness that my summer is coming to a close. It has been a lovely summer full of fun and fulfillment. Mondays don’t feel like Mondays. I’m always eager to get back to work.
But I guess all good things come to an end. After all, new blessings cannot enter your life if you cling to the old.
I’m so grateful for this summer!
‘That looks like Joel,’ I think as I stand in the church lobby and observe the other attendees. ‘But he lives in Virginia.’
Joel Grewe is the director of Generation Joshua and a mentor of my high school and college years.
For a moment I marveled at the resemblance before realizing that Generation Joshua’s iGovern West camp started this week. It could be him.
“Joel?” I ask.
Considering the odd surroundings, he takes my presence in stride for a few moments before the oddity strikes him. He motions to where the other iGovern counselors are gathered, ready for lunch. I’m ecstatic. These are my old friends. I practically run across the sanctuary to say hi.
Then I remember what I’m wearing. I chose sleep over makeup this morning; my jeans have a huge hole and my top is a castoff from my sister – a bedazzled Star Wars t-shirt I only wore because I haven’t done laundry. To match my odd shirt, I paired my choker necklace and I have a decided goth-wannabe feel. Or I would if I bothered with makeup. I wish I had; I’m so broken out today.
I feel very self-conscious. But also excited. Everyone is confused to see me. It is so good to see them, even briefly. These are my people. They invite me to the camp gala on Tuesday night. I don’t have a ride but I will find one. I’m more excited about the gala than I was to go to the Supreme Court last weekend.
My ecstatic mood lasts through brunch with the other Young Life interns. I’m bubbly and bouncy in a way they haven’t seen before. I’ve mellowed a lot…but there is nothing like Generation Joshua to bring out all my enthusiasm!
Colorado has the strangest weather. Within an hour, the sky darkens, the clouds dump rain, and then the sun comes out. You would never guess it just poured. This place has the most bi-polar weather I have ever seen.
Exactly half a year ago, I was sitting between classes trying to find a Thai language app. I figured it was good to get a jump on it what with my new found interest in Thailand.
Unfortunately, I did not find one. I did notice that Duolingo finally had Korean, though. So I started there.
Today marks 180 days of doing Korean for ten minutes a day! I don’t actually know if I am learning anything, but it is fun.
I have spent a lot of time this summer reading cases about religious liberty and the role of the First Amendment. Some rulings I agree with; others I strongly do not. The best feeling in the world, however, is reading a case I adamantly disagree with, noticing the year, and realizing Justice Scalia was on the court. His dissents are the best. Just take this line (internal citations removed):
“Our cases in no way imply that the Establishment Clause forbids legislators merely to act upon their religious convictions. We surely would not strike down a law providing money to feed the hungry or shelter the homeless if it could be demonstrated that, but for the religious beliefs of the legislators, the funds would not have been approved. Also, political activism by the religiously motivated is part of our heritage. Notwithstanding the majority’s implication to the contrary, we do not presume that the sole purpose of a law is to advance religion merely because it was supported strongly by organized religions or by adherents of particular faiths. To do so would deprive religious men and women of their right to participate in the political process. Today’s religious activism may give us the Balanced Treatment Act, but yesterday’s resulted in the abolition of slavery, and tomorrow’s may bring relief for famine victims.”
Edwards v. Aguillard, 482 U.S. 578, 615 (1987).
Despite the rough beginning to my reading year, I’m pulling into the little over halfway mark with 111 read books since January! (Putting me pretty dang close to my total of books last year.) I can’t say it is an impressive haul title wise, but it is a satisfying number none the less. I think I should make my goal of 118 with ease.
I am too old for all-nighters.
They did cancel my flight yesterday…at 9:30 pm. I then waited two hours in line to be told the next flight to Colorado Springs left Thursday. Not an ideal situation. They could get me to Denver, but that meant going from the Dulles to Reagan airport. There was one seat left on the flight that left at 7 am.
I jumped at it. To the airline’s credit, they offered to put me up in a hotel. However, by the time I made it over to Reagan, it was past midnight and security opened in 4.5 hours. I decided it was not worth jumping through all the hoops of finding a hotel.
Instead, I did what any self-respecting bookworm does. I camped out in the corner and read through 5 detective novels, upping my weekend total to 10 finished books.
I did nap for about 90 minutes on the plane but otherwise I passed a good 26 hours without sleep and let me tell you, that is not an experience I want to repeat any time soon.
For the third time this summer I sit at an airport headed to Colorado Springs. And for the third time this summer, my flight gets pushed back later and later until I wonder if they will cancel it altogether.
As I have flown 3 separate airlines from 3 separate locations to get to 1 destination, the common denominator seems to be…me. I guess on the bright side, I get a lot of reading in.
I am visiting friends in D.C. for the rest of the weekend. I walked into their apartment…and it is like my to-read list come to life. Shelves and shelves of good books! I am never leaving.