Thursday, August 21, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Okay, following are photos of some of my poison ivy. I apologize if you find this gross - please don't feel under any obligation to look at them. :) I will probably take them off at some point like I did with my bed bug photos.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Baptist Student Union
Random Motorcycle that caught on fire while we were helping him move in
His apartment building. His room is on the far right of this photo, but the other side of the building.
His room - trust me, it won't be this messy for long!
Sunday, August 10, 2008
hehe. She fell off the stool and I captured her expression at exactly the right moment.
The clothing selection - we dressed three girls using my wardrobe.
The mess created. . . lol.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Grandma and Grandpa
You can't really see it, but my Uncle Pete has a banjo, and adding to that Karlee on the piano and Dad on the guitar, we had some pretty fun dancing music!
Karlee on the piano
We did a Talent Show at the request of Grandma and Grandpa. This is Mum and all the younger kids, illustrating the recipe for 50 years of marriage. It was quite creative, and cute to see all the kids mime baking a cake!
The big cabin where we did meals and where the adults slept. Us kids had "bunk houses" down below. We all appreciated the air conditioning! I believe the boys' cabin had their thermostat set at 50 degrees all week. . .
Grandma and Grandpa with their siblings and spouses
Grandma and Grandpa with all 20 grandkids, ages ranging from 20 years - 18 months
Grandma and Grandpa plus all their kids and families - 28 people in all!
Looking into the Ruins
Our heroes! They brought our lunch down so we could eat under the shade of the natural bridge.
The whole group under the natural bridge. Elizabeth was running away so we said, "Stop and smile Elizabeth!" and she did. :)
The Spring from above
Sunday, August 3, 2008
But as I stopped to ponder it more - well isn't that what life is like? Vanilla is an interesting flavoring. Does anyone else remember when you were young, begging your mom to let you try just a bit of it? It smelled so good . . . surely it couldn't taste bitter like she said! Inevitably, she decided to let you learn by experience, and you got your first (and probably last) taste of vanilla. (Now I know that the seal on the vanilla is not meant for keeping us from experiencing it's bitter taste. But all analogies break down at some point, so bear with me.)
How many times have your parents or God said no to you? Sometimes they tell you why, sometimes they don't, but we all have been refused something in life. Often that's really hard to swallow. It's hard to comprehend how something that seems so right to us can be so clearly wrong in someone else's eyes. (And when that someone else has authority over you. . . well that just makes it even harder!) But this little bottle gave me the insight as to why - remember? Sealed for your protection. I know that a lot of the time, I really don't want to be protected! I want to get right into things and experience them for myself. But, as with the bitter taste of vanilla, what seems so good and "tasty" beforehand will most often leave a bitter taste in my mouth. The authority figure is who is saying "no" knows this, and is trying to keep me from having to go through it. But the more I sit there and struggle with my protection, the more frustrated I'll get. Strangely enough, there is often something far better that I am allowed, a path God has for me that will be so much above and beyond what I can imagine - for example, has anyone ever seen plastic protective wrap on the sugar jar? ; )
So next time your parents or God set limitations on you that you can't understand, remember the vanilla bottle and that annoying, but oh so necessary "sealed for your protection" plastic wrap.