A House.

Daniel and I started house shopping this week. It seems crazy. I honestly didn't think it was going to be difficult. "I am super easy to please" I thought. "All I need is a tiny cottage." "I can rip out carpet. I can paint walls. I can tile." These thoughts floated around my head all day long, but they kept floating right on out of my ear holes and I no longer want to lay tile or rip out carpet–I want to move in furniture. It isn't possible to find that cute little cottage (like above) with shingles and panes and character. So far, what Daniel and I have experienced has traumatized us a little bit. Holes in the walls, holes in the ceilings, flooded basements, termites, scary neighbors, and cigarette smoke. I feel so petty that I can't see past this stuff. . but I really can't see past it.  I want to tell you that we found a tiny little house for us to make our own and eventually live in close quarters with a pup and lots of love, but we haven't.

This is very difficult. I will keep you posted, and we will continue to pray for a house, and an open heart and an open mind, and selflessness, and humility, . . I don't need storage, right???

With that in mind I would like to present an amazing quote by C.S. Lewis, because when wouldn't this quote be relevant?? 

“Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of - throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.”
C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity 

Sincerly, a frazzled and distracted geekwithpompoms.



Climb, Jump the Crevice, Get Lost, but Don't Look Down.

A definition of what it means to slack line as provided by Kyle:

 "Living in the moment, being immersed in the wilderness, challenging your body, developing your mind, confronting, controlling, and conquering one’s fear of death, and the pure, true, and honest unbridled feeling of freedom to do what you want is the foundation supporting the Slacklife."

Yesterday we had planned to go to Center Hill and enjoy a day on the lake, but we changed our minds and went to Chattanooga instead. We went climbing at a place called Stone Fort (LRC). While Kyle and Daniel trained in the technique of rock climbing–Tori, Matt, and I trained our minds to "get to the top by any means possible." The three of us were sloppier than the duo of technical praying mantisses, but we had just as much fun in our journey to the lost world of rocks that all look the same after a while. We got lost and found ourselves on a very tall cliff with no way down other than backwards.

We decided a research study is needed to determine how much effort one puts into jumping over a gap when the drop is small, compared to when the drop would be deadly. What causes your brain to determine a skip is all of the sudden way more challenging than you remember, and how do you surpress that tendency? Should you learn to surpress it? Just some questions I found myself asking yesterday.


For Those Who Enjoy Fellowship With Nature

When the weather is questionable and your body is on the verge of passing out, something in your brain decides that a preplanned hike just won't work today. This is the situation we found ourselves in this weekend. The time is 4:45 p.m. and Daniel just returned from drill. The clouds are ominous, our bodies are tired from a work out and sunning session, dinner is around the corner, and a lack of knowledge about the hiking trails around us made it difficult to get up from the comfortable bean bag and say "LET"S GO!"

 Daniel left it to me.
 "Decide" he said.
 "Let's Go," I said.
Enter Adventure.

This weekend I learned to say "Yes" in difficult situations, which might not always work out, but it is a step out of comfort for me. When you step out of comfort, you meet new people and grow to know those around you better. You find connections that you didn't know existed and possibly build relationships with that person you keep noticing on campus. You grow past stereotypes and judgements and break into the core of people, while breathing in the heart of nature. I think something that we all long for is a genuine experience and genuine relationships–leaving behind the plastic, shiny beauty of what can be assumed as man made environment and man made appearances. None of us are perfect, and those flaws are what make us real. While society yells that we must be shiny, new and perfect, nature is whispering to us how beautiful and meaningful we all are. These are the types of things I discover by saying yes to less-than perfect circumstances. One day I might not have the option to say "Let's go." My health may not always allow it, so I will use my abilities in these moments in order to have them forever.