Wha’dya see?

GODISNOWHERE

So… what do you see in the above compilation of letters?

Brighter days

You may have noticed the new look around here.

I went back to some of my earlier posts and realized that I had become increasingly “darker” as time went by… from questioning and seeking to gripping and complaining.

I needed to lighten things up a bit, so here we are.

A visual reminder to help keep me from shouting while seeking refuge in the dark corners.

Compassion Bloggers

Compassion Int’l has a group of bloggers (including an 8 yrs old boy) in the Dominican Republic blogging about their experiences. Go check out their experiences and what they’ve had to say about it so far.

Here’s a preview -

“For my life it is the simple revelation that God’s will is most often found when need and ability collide.” -Brian Seay

WARNING: You’re heart may hurt a little.

it’ll be okay… I promise

You know that sense of fear and dread most people feel with the unknown, not me.

Slightly out of control + not sure of the final outcome = EXCITING!!!!

But because I know how so many of my friends and family feel, this song came to mind immediately after hearing the election results:

It’s kinda my mantra anyway.

Whatever tomorrow may bring… I’ll be fine.

Here’s to new beginnings.

I VOTED

Even though I felt like a clown performing under the big top for all the on-lookers.

But I did vote third party… mwah-ha, ha

Take that, Mr. “The Man”!!!

WWJP

W-hat

W-ould

J-esus

P-lay????

nuff said!

Random Shots

I’ve been playing around with my camera lately. Out of a thousand or so, here’s a few that I like (and I wasn’t using the-stupid-boy-green-box setting):

(click on each picture for a description)

Hope you like ‘em.

wanderlust

It’s rainy, wet and nasty here today. A perfect day to wear boots.

I pulled my dust covered boots out – dust from the high places of Peru.

I’m ready to go… anywhere really.

Calendar Conundrum

What to do, what to do?

Rumor has it that a firefighter calendar is in the works featuring REAL Albany firefighters… not posers like that has been 80’s heartthrob, Kirk Cameron.

Model auditions will be held at the end of the month… what do ya think?

BORED

Bush had a few things to say about christians being bored in life that got me to thinkin’. Go read it first then come back.

Whadya think?

Well, I hear where he’s coming from, and you could even say that I agree – I mean, I read Wild at Heart; I know livin’ the story is the true adventure that all men crave.

But the fact remains that I’m BOreD oUt OF mY GoURd with life right now. And I don’t think I’m alone in this.

I could give you a laundry list of topical reasons – maybe even a few excuses if you’re interested in the pity party – that I’ve decided could be contributing to my boredom, but I think it could be something deeper.

I was NOT a model student. And that may be the understatement of the year. Since being married to a teacher, I’ve realized that I was that student… you know, the one they were glad to get rid of and dreaded to see coming! I just wanted to clown around and make a few people laugh, that was fun. I didn’t have time for all that authority… discipline… routine. Too much structure for me. Occasionally I enjoyed it, but for the most part all that crap was BORING to me!

And have I ever mentioned how I loathe painting. The monotony of brush, brush, dip… brush, brush, dip… brush, brush dip are mind numbingly boring to me. It’s no wonder most painters are either sipping the sauce or burning some herb. I’d definitely be self-medicating if I had to paint day in and day out!

School bored me, but I got an education that helps me perform in the grown-up world. Painting is mind numbingly dull, but the room looks clean, crisp and colorful… restored when finished. At school or while painting I may feel that the life is being sucked right out of me when I’m in the middle of it, but in the end they have served a purpose.

I couldn’t get out of bed to face the new day, that’s identical to yesterday, if I didn’t think there was a purpose – even in the boredom itself. I’m confident that I’m being educated in more grown-up ways or helping to create something crisp, clean and colorful… or possibly a little of both. Mundane… monotonous… BORING, but still purposeful.

Anyone else bored?