August 26, 2008

Fiesta on

So I realized that Robyn and I STINK at taking pictures.  A whole Siesta Fiesta weekend in which to partake, and I end up with five pictures on my camera.  And none of them have our new friends in them.  Dangit.   So, if you new friends are reading this, just know that I love you with my whole heart, just not with my photography.  Here's what we do have, though!:

After the longest stay in the airport, EVER, we received a present in a tiny hilarious bottle of Tabasco sauce.  This was at 1:30AM.  Give me a break, people.  It was cute!

I love this face.  That's the sunrise, folks.

Well, I figure if we only have one picture together, this one is alright.  If you like that sort of thing.  (:  I would also like to point out, again, that it's SUNRISE!  And I'm not still in bed.

There's always going to be something special about a rainbow.  At sunrise.  In a Jesus-filled weekend.  Who's WITH ME?!  Precious Lord.

Just look at Him go.

I still might have more to say about the weekend later.  It seems to be all the rage.  My mind is still blown, honestly.  I have been hit with a burning desire to hear from God about the direction of my life right now.  It's the first time ever I have been so consumed by the questions of "What am I doing here?" and "What do I want to do?"  It has just come out of nowhere, really.  I had a plan once, before I came to college (7 years ago).  This weekend, I happened to tell my new friend Annie of said plan, and she responded with, "Do it!"  God has really allowed that one comment to plant its seed in my heart and mind.  I don't think being in my job or staying at my church or with my friends or at my house in Tallahassee is wrong.  I don't think I made a wrong choice.  I just think I made the choice by default.  If this is where I belong, then it's where I belong for now.  I will be working with my Lord in the coming forever to find out if there's something else out there for me.  I don't want to stay still.  Ooh.  It hurts a little.  Though my flesh may fail and my spirit may grow weak, He remains the strength of my heart; my portion forever.

So, oops, that got a little deeper than expected for a second.  I would like to leave you with the current travesties of my life, as discovered by my trip to Publix tonight:

#1.  They no longer make regular watermelon jello.  Oh, they may think they're getting away with putting it in the pre-packaged cups, half and half with another flavor, but it's SUGAR FREE, for crying out loud.  What a crock!  I think I may have cried a tear or two when I saw about three different kinds of strawberry jello boxes, and no watermelon.  

#2.  They did not have Wheaties!  I think this may be against the law, especially in this Olympic season.  I wanted to collect a box with Shawn Johnson and Nastia Liuken or Michael Phelps.  But I got nothing.  Just...nothing.



Jackie Sue said...

Checkin in on you friend and my goodness, another post! Who says you're not a blogger. I liked the depth of your post...seriously, life's an will be fun to see where the Lord leads you. Keep us ya know, posted. :)

AnnieBlogs said...

I am really so influential. It's amazing.

Can't wait until you visit Nashville. :)

I think you took that picture to show off your iPhone. Brat. I hate you.

3girlsmom said...

Love it. Not loving the oh-so-flattering sunrise pic of me, but at least we can prove we were up before the world, huh?

Like you, my mind is blown. I can't stop thinking about the weekend. It was so much more than I ever prayed for. Thank you, Lord.

Love you!

3girlsmom said...

You have pretty eyebrows. Me? Not so much.