Sitting Thinking Wishing Dreaming

It seems these days that there has been much pondering swirling around in my head. Where is my life headed? What am I doing of value? What can I do that will have lasting meaning? What is God calling me to?

These thoughts, while jumbled together with my natural impulsiveness, have created wild urges to sell everything - our house, our cars, our furniture - and live in another country while doing something meaningful like running an orphanage.

I keep thinking about the world and the suffering in the world. I keep thinking about the children who are sold into the sex trade. I keep thinking about children whose parents would rather let them die than keep them. I keep thinking about what I can do.

What can I do? I feel so helpless. I feel so useless. I feel stuck.

I know that one individual can make a difference, but I can't bring myself to believe that it could be me. I know that sometimes it starts with taking one step, but I can't bring myself to believe that one step will get me anywhere.

And yet, "with man these things are impossible, but with God all things are possible." So what does that mean for my life?

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Sunriver with Becca

So this post is extremely delayed in coming, but Becca and I went to Sunriver in October and were surprised with a dash of snow that forced us to stay an extra night instead of driving over the pass in my little Honda Civic.

We went spelunking through some caves and had a blast playing with our only light source, a lantern, and the fun textures of the dark cavernous tunnels. When we emerged from our caving expedition we exited to a world being covered by snow. It was so much fun and so random - which is probably one of my favorite things in the world.

We giggled and laughed and generally had an awesome time. Not to mention, Becca introduced me to Sonic which has the best milkshakes ever! Awesome. :)

This is us "chasing the light" as we tried to capture the last few moments of sunlight before the sun disappeared on our way over to Sunriver.













Spelunking!











The "light at the end of the tunnel" was so surreal and angelic. The picture below doesn't begin do it justice.



I'm surrounded by light!











Exiting into a winterwonderland











When we were snowed in, we made and subsequently destroyed a puzzle. ::grins::

















On our way back to Portland, we stopped off at Trillium Lake for a bit to take some pictures and walk around.

Kristin's Birthday Quilt

This is the quilt I made for Kristin for her birthday on New Years Eve. I think it's my favorite quilt I've made to date (or maybe it ties with the one that I made for Chantel - I haven't decided yet).












I heart quilting!