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Archive for January, 2010Photo-y GoodnessTuesday, January 26th, 2010The weather has been quite unexpected here the past week or so. My dad, Caleb, and I went skiing/snowboarding last week. We stayed the night before skiing, and they got some 8″ that night alone – which seems crazy, even for Northern AZ. Anyway, proof (in photo form) of the beautiful diversity of AZ weather for ya’!
We can even see snowy mountains in the distance from here in Gilbert. Beautiful! Piano makes me sappy?Saturday, January 23rd, 2010
Home is weird. Not in a bad way, just in a… weird way. Profound, I know. Last year was crazy (in a good way), and full of random global adventures and new people and kind of scary moments, but in all that it was amazing. Because of that, even. It’s kind of hard to go from that to “normal”. I mean, there’s still excitement in the everyday, but it’s different. And I think a big part of it is the people. I was thinking about it this morning, and just the overwhelming amount of times that I was so blessed to be where I was and have what I had. And even the abundance of times where God’s timing was perfect. I mean, it always is, but sometimes I think I don’t really notice it until after. And then I’m blown away and wonder how I missed it. Like with my living situation last year. Twice, how the timing was perfect. How I seemed to find sources of income on nearly the exact day I needed it. How I was around the perfect set of people for where I was at the time, and how those people were more of a family to me than I ever expected. And so many other things. I know all that had a monumental part in my personal growth this past year, and if nothing else, demonstrated the reality of faith. But the thing is, I feel like I’m missing something now. I mean, I know I’ve only been back home for a month or so, and I’m sure it’s where I’m supposed to be for this season at least, but I think I’m too focused on finding the same level of excitement as Belfast, I’m maybe missing the point of it. One of my favourite books is by David Crowder, and the title kind of explains it – “Finding God in Sunsets and Sushi”. It’s like, I don’t need to be galavanting through Europe to feel some sense of “life”. I want to find beauty in everything. Excitement in the mundane stuff. Like, the guy who works at this coffee shop on Fridays makes the best Iced Caramel Americanos. That’s genuinely exciting, you know? Anyway, I think I’ve been listening to too much Ludovico Einaudi (read: too contemplative, ha). I genuinely am excited to see what God has in store for me this year. I’m sure it’ll be amazing. But I will always miss Belfast. Deserty (+ Canadian) ThingsTuesday, January 12th, 2010I quite like the desert. Assuming Arizona qualifies as the desert. I’m not sure how I’d feel about living in like, Death Valley (though, I did once do a report on the massive amount of life that actually survives there), but the East Valley here is quite my perfect habitat, I’d say. Also, the lighting is beautiful. And the sunsets, but I think I’ve already mentioned that. I actually have no idea where I’m going with this. Anyway, I’m thinking about going to Vancouver next month; I was hoping to do something with the olympics. I applied as a volunteer as a photo or media assistant, but later found out you were actually supposed to apply in like, 2008. [Who actually plans their life two years in advance? Certainly not I.] Then I thought I could just pay to see some events, but they’re not exactly cheap (er, go figure), so now it seems less exciting to go when everyone else in the world will also be there and not actually experience the thing we’re all there for. Perhaps a visit to see cool-Vancouver-living-people at a later date would be less stressful… We shall see! |
