my prayer

the best email ever...

my friend received this email from a foreign guy she met at the coffee shop. it is pretty much the funniest thing i have ever read... enjoy.

Faith,...........
>
>   Just I am memorizing the past…………life…..all of my
> affection and sorrow joy all…achievement…….just
> remembering that’s time moment…your face……….
>   Well, I have flight on 1st March from Denver to
> Munich………….or before I can do…depends on
> situation…That’s why I want to meet with you…once
> before leaving US,……I don’t know I have more chance
> to see you…………do you not want me, to talk with you
> once in my life to see you….watch from your
> window…….how beautiful the blue sky…………birds are
> flying and expressing their views, welcoming the
> beauty and I will come rare in this way to say, to
> share………….to watch  my…………and my dedication to
> her……….
>
>   Affection and love is two different word and come
> rare in life,….love is fulfilled by
> emotion………..which is rarely denoted by the tears of
> human eyes….the deep expectation vibrates like
> electromagnetic wave through ether when humans are
> in deep sleep and awakened humans mind at morning
> and focusing their direction to move forward to
> achieve which becomes promise that’s as much true
> and dependent like sun rise and the promise of
> spring.
>
>    I hope you understand, I don’t know why I write
> you …I will go Colorado Springs on 16/17th February
> and request your time for me couple of min next
> Saturday………….in Candy’s shop or in PUB near library…
>
>   Thanks and looking forward to hear from you.
>
>
>   Dastagir

i'm a real horse woman now.

 for easter i was given 8 days off, wow, that's a long time. unfortunately i didn't have the money to really do much with them so i decided to stay at camp with polly. so we came up with these great ideas of things to do. we had some amazing adventures planned, things we had wanted to do for a long time. then came reality. and by reality i mean snow/sleet/fog/rain/cold weather and put a damper on our plans, but not our spirits. i'm not really sure what we all did with our time... but i remember having fun. the highlight was probably easter afternoon when...

you see polly, karin, and i had been put "in charge" of the camp horses and mules, 26 of them to be exact. no big deal, we didn't even really have to feed them. then while driving to church that morning we realized that the horses were not in their pasture... they had most definitely escaped. we had caught 4 the night before halfway to town. we really didn't know where to begin to look.  so we drove around for  just a bit till we spotted them.

as we tried to tie up a few they got crazy and started running all over the place so polly and i went to get a bucket of grain to coax them back to their field. the plan worked like a charm... sometimes it worked a little too well.

 polly was real brave and played with them.

i on the other hand was still a little nervous from my last interaction with the horses here when one stepped on my toe and broke it. eventually i got out and they swarmed me!

but i came out the victor and showed those horses whose the boss.

before we knew it, they were running after karin's truck, me in the back with a bucket of grain, polly behind them bring in the stragglers.

only problem being, they were headed for the wrong pasture. so once again, we went and wrangled them up, and got them to follow us again, this time to the right place. we then had to separate the mules from the horses... not an easy task. i had to guard 2 gates, both of which the horses were trying to knock down. eventually they were all where they were supposed to be, only 2 hours later.  a couple of days later when we saw they had broken down the fence and gotten out, we simply looked the other way and said we'd done our duty. it was fun, but we don't really want to make horse wrangling a habit.

back to boring westcliffe life...

p.s. more thoughts on passions, fear, and loneliness maybe to come.

i am writing this so it might be a constant reminder to get my thoughts out on "paper"

my wu moments.

this week i went to indiana to hang out with the old friends back at the wu. and it was pretty much amazing. even the bad parts were good, if that makes any sense... highlights...

sleepovers, hmmm, just something fun about sleeping with all your girlfriends, not sure why, you're all sleeping.

just doing every day things with krista, including our usual breakfast date

sitting on a trampoline with leah, drinking chai, and talking about life

realizing that iwu is no longer much like the school i attended. a lot has honestly changed in the last 10 months! but it was a good realization because i would often think about how i missed iwu, but really i didn't miss the place as much as the people.

hanging out with my adopted family... the smiths. i just love dave and angie.

going for a wonderful bike ride with krista

heart to heart with whit and julie

making banana bread with the girls

dinner at mi pueblos with the ra gang

talking about ministry and passions with john

getting lots and lots of hugs... i miss hugs!

remembering how much i love theological learning

being "kidnapped" and taken to dairy queen by john and aaron while sporting really cool sunglasses

top of the list... just being around people i love and feeling like myself for the first time in a long time simply because i knew these people loved me for who i am.