Memories

LIFE
Oh buddy...so I spent the morning helping my parents and Berta clean the basement. Talk about something I did NOT want to do :) I mean, if you had seen this thing, you would understand..haha! But, I did it, and Jesus helped me. We listened to some worship music too, which somehow always makes everything more bearable.

So anyway, as we were going through the basement, things I saw made memories come flooding back. Berta picked up a bag of what I thought were Christmas ornaments, which got us to thinking about Christmas and how there is always a big dispute as to how the tree should be decorated. Colored lights or all white lights? Matching ornaments or mixed ornaments...oh golly! haha. Then Bert reminded me of our last Christmas. The day had come and gone and the tree was still up after several weeks. People were coming over that day and something had to be done about it. So..us being our crazy selves decided that it would take too long to dissassemble. We instead agreed that it would be best if we carried the tree to the back room and took care of it later. hahaha...bad move. We had to hurry cause our mom was on her way home, so we got on either side of the tree and started to move. Now let me just tell you that a tree, fully decorated, is nowhere near light. We would pick it up, shuffle a few feet, and set it down again. Pick it up, shuffle as few feet and set it down again. Then the trying part...fitting it through a doorway. This is where the grunting came in. "Push it Berta...no wait..lift it up...okay move it to the side..wait wait stop, I have to set it down again."Oh we got it in there eventually, but not without breaking a few bulbs, recieveing a few scratches, and bending the ends of the branches. I wouldn't recommend this to anyone else. Although it did make for some good laughs. That's another thing..it's hard to carry something heavy when you are about to die from laughter. Oh the memories!
So I know this was a very random story, but it was on my mind, so you get to hear about it :)

HEART AND MIND
I don't think I could explain these things if I tried. Never have my heart and mind been in such a whirl! The things that go through them everyday though, are of course about Boston. I know that God has called me to go back, but I am just waiting for Him to release me. So this week I am doing everything I can to fulfill my part. Once I feel I have done that, then the rest will be up to Him.
Waiting is not an easy thing. Most of the other DTS students that were joining staff went back this past Saturday. I didn't think that day would be so hard for me. Emotions would just hit me at random moments. I tried to explain to Berta how I was feeling, but I couldn't. You see, I am so torn. I love my family dearly and my church and my friends. They all mean so much to me. But there are times when I feel almost home-sick for Boston and the people there. It's hard trying to enjoy the time I have here, all the while waiting with anticipation to return to Boston. It would be so easy for me to just go off of my emotion and book a flight right away, but something has me waiting. The tricky thing is not knowing how long. Will it be a week, a month, two months? I don't know yet, and that is hard. But even so, I do believe that it will be soon and I want to be ready.

So...that means I want to get everything done here while I can. If I haven't seen or talked to you since I've been back in MD, I would love to. Just let me know. And if you want to know more, my previous blog explains what I would like to see happen before I leave.

ANOTHER RANDOM STORY :)
So as I mentioned before, I helped to clean our basement this morning. Berta and I were going through old coats and jackets and getting rid of ones that aren't worn anymore. We were folding them up and putting them in trash bags. Well, we had already put 4 or 5 coats in the bag when I suddenly thought that we should probably check the pockets. So I stuck my hand into the one I was holding to find that it was filled. I pulled out some trash, some chapstick, and a used cutip...gross! So I stuck my hand into the other pocket. To my surprise, I pulled out a pack of gum with just one piece taken from it. haha! To those of you that know me well, you will understand this. :) It's funny how God gives us little blessings.