One-eighty.

Can I please tell you something?

I'm really happy here.

WHAT?! But Katy, your last posts have been full of depression and sadness. What do you meann??

Well, several things have contributed to my happiness:

1. January 4th. I realized on this day that I had to completely apply to Fuller Seminary in 45 days. This meant studying and taking the GRE, asking for letters of rec, getting transcripts, and writing essay questions. All this made me work towards something and it put me in touch with who I am. I am Katy Johnston. I want to make a big difference in the lives of teenagers. I have honorable goals and I have been supported and loved my entire life and will accomplish these goals. And most importantly, the Holy Spirit is alive and well in me. He shines through what I do and it is my duty to have my life reflect the good He is doing in me.

2. Before coming out to Vail, I prayed for good girlfriends. God immediately blessed me with my room-roommate, Karin, who is amazing. We are great friends and she also loves Jesus. Over the past four months I have become great friends with Karin, Dana, Jessica, and Mariel. Most of these girls are Christians, and all of them are incredible. I click with each one in a different way than the other and they each complement a different part of my personality. It's awesome and it's such an answer to prayer.

3. I've stopped being so boy-crazy. Seriously, for the first three months the attention from The Ratio completely overwhelmed me. I let it completely effect my mood and how I thought about myself. Since working on my application, I have remembered my standards for potential suitors. And Mr. Alex Perez was completely instrumental in helping me remember that I need not settle for anyone who isn't up to my standards. So now, I have made some pretty awesome guy friends. I've started a dinner club with two of them. I watch chick flicks with another one. I grilled out on top of a mountain today with a few more of them. And it's so easy. It's so easy being around boys when you aren't looking for anything other than friendship.

The culmination of these three things has completely changed my life around. And on top of all this, I read Donald Miller's "A Million Miles in a Thousand Years". He says something simple yet profound:

"When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are. And when you stop expecting material possessions to complete you, you'd be surprised at how much pleasure you get in material possessions. And when you stop expecting God to solve all your troubles, you'd be surprised at how much you like spending time with God."

That's just it. I was expecting people to be perfect (for me). I was expecting people to want more out of life than just skiing. I wanted them to want what I want. I wanted deep conversations and life-changing talks. Turns out a lot of that isn't in Vail. But what is in Vail is a lot of great people who deserved to be loved because they too are God's children. They aren't perfect and neither am I. The least I can do is try to love them like God loves me.

And I do, I love these people. And I love loving them. It makes life much more pleasant.
So thank you for reading through the hard times. I strongly believe that it was those three months of pain that has allowed me to experience greater joy over the past month and a half. Please continue to pray for me, and I'll pray for you. I love you all and am honored by our friendship. I can't wait until I can see each one of you again and we can talk of the many joys in our lives.

Essay Questions

Ahh, so much writing today!
I've spent the last 5 hours here at The Vail Library writing my essay questions for Fuller. They are due in nine days. 99% of the rest of my application is done...so I basically just have these questions. They're not too bad, I could just write pages and pages on each question and they give pretty small word limits. But it's been kind of nice. I've been sort of drafting my own statement of faith, writing what I believe and why I do. It's asking me all about my future and what I plan to do with it.

So, if you want, you can read my responses. As much as I didn't like writing papers in high school and college, I do enjoy writing. I also recently admitted to myself that a life goal of mine is to write a book. I'm not sure exactly what it'll be about, but I know I want to write one. Maybe when I'm old and gray and have eaten too much gluten and can't move as much as I'd like to.

But until then, here is the product of my last five hours, and well, my life with Christ.

1. Reflect on your past Christian experience, including the most significant spiritual event/influence in your life, the role of Christ in your religious experience, the effect your faith has on your worldview, your involvement in Christian service, your perceived gifts/calling for ministry, and your reasons for attending your church.

The most significant spiritual events in my life were the times I spent in complete solitude with the Lord. I’ve attended three, 48 hour silent retreats and each one was the beginning of new growth in my relationship with God. Going into each time of solitude, my faith was at a place where I desperately needed the presence of the Lord, and each time God revealed himself in ways that healed my soul. Out of these three weekends, the most significant time in solitude was when I read Henri Nouwen’s The Return of the Prodigal Son. After reading the book in its entirety, I felt as if I had been reacquainted with my God. Nouwen’s honest words deeply affected my soul and have made themselves at home within my heart, guiding my reading of scripture and my entire Christian experience.

I understand that Christ has chosen me. Though my sinful nature has made me undeserving of the love and grace that Jesus offers, he has brought me into communion with him. It is because of this that Christ is the focal point of my religious experience. He is the center and the reason for my life; all that I do is rooted in my understanding and appreciation of who He is and what he has done for me.

Because of my faith, I can see that this world is broken. Every area of our lives begs for redemption. Until humanity can recognize that Christ is the source of all redemption, our world will continue to be lost in the pursuit of self-gratification. I believe this self-gratification to be intuitive, and the teaching of Christ to be counterintuitive to us as humans. The world teaches us to live for ourselves. Christ teaches us that we must first die to ourselves, understanding that to die is gain, and to live is Christ. Our true life and purpose can thus only be attained when we give our lives back to our creator.

Christ calls us to love our neighbor. If we are to love as Christ did, we must serve those around us. By serving we are acting as the Lord’s arms, hands, and voice, blessing those around us by giving them a glimpse of the Lord’s abounding love. It is in servitude that we are able to further die to ourselves, allowing the Holy Spirit to work more completely within our lives.

I believe that the Lord has guided me towards working with adolescents. He has gifted me with patience, understanding, a thirst to analyze and above all, an absolute ache for the adolescent age group. I yearn to understand how this generation has arrived at this stage in life with such deep pain and I long to help these adolescents experience Jesus’ healing in their lives.

The reason I attend my church is because everything is rooted in scripture. My pastor understands that the Gospel is perfect and as close he can stay to preaching it in its purest form, the better. I believe that the unadulterated gospel is the best way to live our lives and a church that reflects that is the best fit for me.

2. Reflect on how attending Fuller would complement your present Christian experience and/or help you to achieve your future professional and vocational goals.

Following my four years of working with Young Life and majoring in Family, Youth and Community Sciences, I have felt a strong calling to work with adolescents. Since graduation I have been longing to go back to school. Although they were informative, I feel as though my courses at the University of Florida barely breached the study of adolescents in today’s world. I am extremely interested in learning more about the adolescents of present and future generations. I want to know how past generations, technology and media have affected our teenagers and what this means for their futures. I especially want to explore all this in the context of the gospel. I want to know understand how to more effectively minister to these adolescents who are hurting in ways that we are not familiar with. I soon found that Fuller stands apart as a school that shares my passion for our world’s hurting teenagers.

Although I felt a strong calling towards furthering my degree almost immediately after graduation, I have forced myself into taking a year and a half off from school. During this time the Lord has not only solidified my decision to return to school, but has grown me more than I thought possible. I grew up and attended college in the same town. Starting with my family, I have always had an incredibly Christian community. This continued in college where I was surrounded by fellow Young Life leaders and roommates who served as a constant encouragement to live for the Lord. College was a fruitful time and I was definitely sheltered from a typical college lifestyle. After graduation I was immediately surrounded by this lifestyle. I moved to the beach for a summer and have been working in a resort town in Colorado for the winter. This year of moving to different places has been the loneliest year of my life. I have never experienced such a severe lack of community as I have over the past nine months. I’ve been depressed, confused, hurt and let down more during this winter season than I thought possible, but the Lord has grown me in more ways than I can count. In just a little under a year the Lord has given me more wisdom, understanding and knowledge of people and relationships that exist outside of Christian community. I have been immersed within groups of people who don’t know the Lord and who express a blatant disinterest in wanting to do so. Through my discomfort I have searched desperately for the Lord’s working in my life and others. I feel that He has put me in these situations to grow me, making me more effective for future ministering and counseling.

By the time I enroll in Fuller, it will have been a year and a half that I will have had a solid Christian community around me. I almost feel as if I am in an experiment. When this experiment is over I want to share with others what the Lord has shown me. I want so badly to be an active member in the next Christian community that I am surrounded with, embracing the blessings that come from being with people who are working to serve the Lord with their lives, while also simultaneously blessing others in my servitude. As a school that shares in my passions, Fuller would provide the teaching I need to more adequately serve the Lord. I believe that it would also provide the community that would support me in my endeavor to help future generations of adolescents. And finally, I will do my best to serve to the community of Fuller, striving to contribute academically and spiritually to the already flourishing community.

3. How is a degree in Marital and Family Therapy the next step in your personal and vocational development? How is it an outgrowth of your present or previous career? What factors are related to your current desire for a career in this field?

My desire to go into the counseling field has grown out of my work with Young Life. After six years of being in the Young Life community, I began to recognize the similarities of the sources of pain in my Young Life kids’ lives. More often than not, their pain could be traced back to their parents’ marriage and/or other family problems. I believe that in order to fix something, you must understand and start at the root of the problem. If adolescents are hurting from marital and family problems, than this is a root cause of their pain.

In addition, I am both fascinated and deeply saddened by the divorce rate in the United States. I wonder about the future of our society and the implications it will face. I wonder if we are at the point where the pendulum has swung so far to one side that it will begin to change directions, or if it will continue in its path. The relationships we form with people are one of the most important things we will do in our lives. If God can use me in any way to help mend these struggling relationships, I would consider it an honor. If being a Young Life leader was my first step; showing Christ’s love to kids, than the next step is to help guide couples and families into showing Christ’s love towards each other. I can see that God started working in my life through being a leader to adolescents and I believe that a degree in counseling would be the next step towards developing and using the gifts he has given me.

4. Describe the most important personal experiences that have shaped your interest in seeking training as a marital and family therapist.

The first time I realized how valuable a degree in Marital and Family Therapy would be was when I was talking to a crying sixth grade girl at a Young Life camp. She pulled me aside to let me know that this was the first time in her life that she felt like she had a family. She wept over her nonexistent relationship with her parents, explaining that she felt invisible at home. She said that she never wanted to leave the Young Life camp because it was the first time in a long time that she felt loved. The pain was so fresh and so real and so unlike anything I had experienced in my own life that I was at a complete loss for words. I knew that there were things I could say that would help her. I knew there was wisdom and guidance to be passed along. But all I could manage to do was hold her and pray for her. This moment stands out in my mind because I know there are kids and families who are experiencing this same thing all around me. It made me realize the potential of how far and how deep I could send the words of our Father. But at the time I just felt inadequate. I wanted to know how I could better serve the Lord by providing more comfort and peace.

After reading Chap Clark’s “When Kids Hurt” I felt a new urgency to complete my application to Fuller. This book revealed so much about this generation of kids and parents. This book put words to what I had noticed with my Young Life kids. It is apparent that many of the problems that this generation faces are unlike anything our society has faced before and that we don’t know how far and how deep the ramifications may go. Though the problems are new and different and complex, the answers and solutions all have a common theme: listen to adolescents. Be that adult in their life who will listen and care for them and tell them that they matter. If these are the needs of adolescents, much of this must stand true for adults. If people devote their lives to the healing of the relationships that matter most, future generations will benefit substantially.

5. Describe your work or volunteer experience in the counseling field, particularly in marriage and family.

Fuller would be my first step in formal training as a counselor. But since realizing the gifts that God has given me are suited for counseling I have taken my role as a professional listener very seriously. With my Young Life kids, my friends, family and especially my coworkers, I understand that listening can go a long way. Because I am not yet versed in best way to ask or not ask questions, I have spent the last few years trying to really practice my listening skills. I first recognized the importance of this a few years ago when reading Donald Miller’s Blue like Jazz. He talked about roommates talking to him when he was trying to work on something. He writes that he finally recognized that his time is not necessarily his time. When I took this idea to heart, I soon realized that if a person is comfortable enough to share meaningful stories and experiences with me, they are recognizing the work of the Holy Spirit in my life and are in fact drawn to him.

And it is by the power of the Holy Spirit that we are able to listen, care and heal. A coworker at a restaurant this summer was struggling with some horrific family issues. She was dismissed by several other coworkers as thin-skinned and a complainer. I could see that the pain was deeper and more real than the others recognized and I asked this woman to pray with me. She told me later that as I prayed for her she felt more peace than she had in a long time. She said she felt as if a weight had been lifted off of her. It was encouraging to see the Holy Spirit draw her in with my attentiveness and then continue to heal her through prayer.

6. Briefly describe your goals for emotional and interpersonal growth during the next few years

I tend to be deeply sensitive and easily hurt by people around me. It is a goal of mine to more fully understand what my Father says about me; that I am his beloved child. The more I am able to absorb these words, the less I will be shaken by the words and actions that I hear from the world. It is because I have felt so susceptible to these words for so long that I have a hard time not believing some lies that the enemy engrained in me long ago. It is a prayer and a goal that I am set free from these lies; knowing and accepting that I am given grace and mercy along with all of Christ’s children.

Optional: In applying to Fuller’s Marriage and Family program, do you have a vision (tentative or otherwise) for how your training might serve the needs of a local congregation? In what ways, apart from your previous psychotherapeutic services, do you anticipate using your skills in some form of marriage and family-oriented ministry? How important is this to you?

Originally, I planned on being a Young Life area director. Over the past couple of years God has revealed to me that while I may still work within Young Life, it may be different route. My desire to help adolescents has been fueled by my time working with middle school and high school students in Young Life. Though my experiences and those of my fellow leaders, we have met kids who need a more tangible help. It is with these kids that I have often felt inadequate in helping them, knowing that their pain goes deeper than I know how to handle. And it is these kids who often don’t receive any extra help. Either they don’t know who to seek counseling from or they cannot afford it. Ultimately I would love to work within a Young Life area with their adolescents being my main client base. If not through a Young Life area, I also like the idea of working through a church or even a school.

I also have a growing desire to work with families. I have over ten years of experience of working with young children and I understand how the early stages of their life determine much of their adult life. I would like to work with young families and parents and guide them towards raising a healthy, Christ-centered, family. These two prospective careers are very important to me. The Lord gives us gifts and skills that are to be used for him. If I have been gifted with skills that are well suited for counseling marriages, families and adolescents, it is very important to me that I use these gifts to the best of my ability and always for his glorification.

Couch Time

I've been laying on my couch for the past 48 hours. Well ok, there were about 10 hours where I slept in my bed. But other than that, me, my sleeping bag, and my Gator snuggie have had quite the snuggle fest on my apartment's black leather sofa.

I've watched three movies, an episode of Grey's anatomy and eaten a variety of comfort foods, all which have stories attached to them.

Raspberry sorbet reminds me of being sick in grade school. Since our family hasn't ever been keen on medicine, this was our brand of choice. My mom would buy me three different flavors of Haagen Dazs sorbet and make me bowl after bowl until I felt better.

I was really craving all sorts of salty foods yesterday, so I bought some chips and salsa. I love pineapple salsa, especially because it reminds me of beach trips to St. Augustine in the summer. Normally I would complement it with Publix brand gummy worms and 20 cent rootbeer and grape soda, but our local City Market didn't think it would be fair to provide me with such foods that make me miss Florida so much.

Soup. Who doesn't love soup when they're sick? I think the slurping motion is pretty demonstrative of just how pathetic we feel when we are ill.

So I've been reading Donald Miller's "A Million Miles in a Thousand Years". It's all about him taking a look at his life through the context of what makes a good story. Reading Don's thoughts have definitely made me consider my own, and what kind of story my life is telling. I continue to feel like I'm in a holding pattern. A plane taxiing, waiting to depart. I feel like I'm receiving indirect training right now...but there is the continuous feeling as though I could be doing a lot more right now. Right now and always - I don't ever really feel like I'm doing enough. And I continue to make excuses.
Oh, I'll do more when...I have my own car again, when I have community around me again, when I can exercise regularly, when I have the money, when I've been accepted into grad school, etc etc etc.
Anyway, this probably isn't a good time to think about this. I really am sick with flu-like symptoms and need to do absolutely nothing but spend some quality time on my couch.

Oh, and for the one of one people who read this blog, you can pray for me and boys. Pray that I stop having a crush on every single one of them and that I understand that none of them fall into the categories of "Potential Suitors for Katy Johnston". Ok thanks. I'm going to keep laying on the couch now.

Competitive Applicant

Let’s see…last update was around Christmas. So I only have to update you on…well, what seems like forever.

Shortly after Christmas I had one of the worst days/nights of my life. This is no understatement. It’s taken me a while to not dwell on it all the time and I know it will take much longer to forget about it…if that ever happens.
So I had quite a walk with God. I went walked around the railroad tracks behind my house. As I trekked through the deep snow, I asked, pleaded with God to ask me if I should stay in Vail or go home to Gainesville. I was completely miserable. Yet I had this nagging feeling that I needed to stay in Vail. I pictured packing my stuff up and going home, leaving my unhappiness behind. It was tempting. But then I pictured myself staying, sticking it out and surprisingly, had an irrefutable peace about it. God wants me here. I don’t know why though. I might not ever, and I guess that’s ok. Still, I wanted to go home.

I continued my walk for another hour and went exploring through snow covered trees and all along the frozen river. Chalk it up to endorphins, but the walk did wonders for me. God was walking with me in the Colorado mountains. He let me know that I was going to stay in Vail, and it was obviously for His purpose. I mean really, that’s what we want to know; that our life is for a reason and that it is being used for a much bigger purpose.

January 4^th was a big day. Since this summer, I have been looking at Fuller Theological Seminary for grad school. I’ve constantly looked at this one page that says “You must apply for fall 2011 by August 19^th”. I always thought that was a little late, but never second guessed it. Well, after about four times of Fuller randomly coming up in conversation, my mom asking me about the GRE out of nowhere, and even reading a book I hadn’t looked at in months brought up Fuller’s name, I looked at the website again. February 15^th is not the same as August 19^th. It’s about six months short of it. But that’s when the application was due. Crap.

What with all the depressed mood and self-loathing and just complete homesickness, I knew I was in no place to apply to the one school I wanted to go to. There was NO WAY I could bear my soul on an in-depth application, study and take the GRE and get all my transcripts and letters of recommendation in before February 15^th. So I called Fuller and asked when I could apply for the winter or even spring of 2012 semester. They informed me that because my school would be a cohort structure, I couldn’t apply again until Fall of 2012. That’s abouttt 2 years away. No freakin way am I going to wait two more years for school. Eight months has been hard enough. Two years would be unbearable.

So I had to do it. I went to the Vail Library that night and got five huge GRE study books and mapped out the next 45 days. 20 days to study and take the GRE and 20 days to write my application, with five days to spare. Arduous, to say the least. Bye bye social life and skiing, hello living room table and computer.

I write this now sitting at a Starbucks across the street from Denver Community College where I just completed the two hour fifteen minute Graduate Record Exam. Twenty days later, after countless hours of studying I have scored high enough to, in Fuller’s words, be considered a “competitive applicant”.

:)

Trouble Sleeping

For the second night in a row I just can't seem to fall asleep.
So I get out of bed (or in this case - the couch, because my roommate has the stomach bug) and make myself a pb&j on the frying pan (because we don't have a microwave) which I know, has got to be the worst habit ever.

Why can't I sleep? I have so much on my mind. You see, I have been holed-up in my apartment for the past four days straight. I had a terrible cold and after much encouagement from my parents I forced myself to rest the entire time. No skiing, no hot tubbing, no nothing. Just rest. So I've done a lot of reading and even more thinking. And even after all this thinking...I don't know what to think.

I don't know why I'm here. Recently it has become very clear to me what I want to do with my life, and so for now, I feel like I'm wasting my time.
But Katy darling, we must remember that it was you who said "I'm going to take some time off to figure out exactly what I want to do. I'm not going to go back to school until I am 100% positive of what I want to study."

Well, I'm positive alright. I've been pretty positive for about seven months now. Need I wait longer? Apparently I do. Because as restless as I am here, I have even less peace about going home. I just can't. I still believe that God has me here for a reason. I just have no clue as to what it could be. I stand by my feeling that people here are just so dense. Dense and apathetic. Dense to the fact that you are trying to love them and apathetic to the fact that this love comes from Jesus.

I also know that some of these feelings are arising because I've almost finished reading Chap Clark's "When Kids Hurt". Although by definition I am still considered an adolescent, I am hurting so bad for my fellow adolescents. I want to badly to go back to school so that I can be better equipped to help them. Which is why I feel like I am wasting time here.

I don't know, maybe I just need to chill out and step back. The Lord has his timing and I have mine. Apparently mine is at a much more hurried pace than His. Which, by the way, is a big problem with adolescents nowadays - we are too hurried. You see?! It is precisely these kinds of questions that arise in my mind and just sit there like a midnight pb&j in my stomach. I have nobody to digest, er, discuss these questions with and they just sit there in my brain and create for a very quiet, very introverted Katy. Yes, dear friends reading this, I can and should call you, but I haven't been able to talk for the past few days without hacking up a lung. Please forgive me - I'll call you soon.

Anyway. I'm no more tired than when I began this post. Perhaps I should try to sleep though. Seeing as tomorrow is my first day back at my hellacious job and we are supposed to have about 200 kids. AND I've been getting pretty worn out just by walking to the bus stop. Woe is me.

Even though everything is more expensive here, I would pay just about anything to have my Starbucks coffee in the morning. The days that I take the time to sit, sip, read and journal before work always prove to be better days. Thanks for reading. I hope to soon be able to post some nice, uplifting stories. Until then, midnight-snack-quiet-introverted-a-little-bit-pissed-off-Katy is going to try to go to bed. Sweet dreams.

Christmas

I had a lot of plans for today, but I am sicker than a dog. So instead, I just have a lot on my mind.

...mind if I blog for a bit?

These posts always take me a long time to write because I type a sentence and then I sit back and think. In this case I am eating caramel rice cakes with nutella (one of the best snacks ever) while watching Scrooged (one of the best Christmas movies). Oh and I'm wearing the snuggie that my brother bought me for Christmas. It has been the most perfect Christmas gift for such a sickly day. Thanks, Dan.

So what's on my mind? This place isn't cutting it for me. I ran into this problem this summer, living in another vacation destination. How I see it is that there are a lot of people out there who move to the places where people vacation and they think they have made it. "Hey! I live where people come to have fun! What could be better?" The problem is that this could be true if the entire goal for our lives was to have fun; and for many people it is. But it isn't for me. Obviously, I'm human so I want to, but it truly leaves me feeling empty.

Since being away from Young Life and just middle schoolers and high schoolers in general, I have begun to ache for them more and more. Not for just those that I know, but the age group; all of them, everywhere. I think it's through this ache that God is beginning to show me some of my true passions and what he designed me for. I want to work with these kids. I want to help them. And I want to go to school for it. I want to expand my mind and my heart as much as possible as to help theirs.

So that's the first point. It has beginning to be more and more apparent that I am supposed to go back to school sooner than later. I've been thinking about it seriously now for about seven months and it's almost as if I'm thinking of it as the time when life gets to start again. I think that's because I know it's when I can have solid community again. I'll have something to do, to work towards and an end goal that will allow me to start helping the kids I want to help.

I think right now I feel like I'm in limbo. I am TRYING to do what I can here. I be a light for Christ here in Vail, but more recently I have been labeled as "really religious".
It's tough because that's as far as you get. You mention that you're going to church and they offhandedly ask, "oh so you're religious", not really listening for an answer; they've already made an assumption. And unless they have a longer attention span than most people, you just have to say yes.

So anyway. I want to go back to school. I was wondering if it would be this coming fall or the next and I think it will be the fall of 2011. When my dad was here in Aspen we talked about possibly staying out here for longer and he said something that stuck with me: "Nothing is as good the second time around". This, for the most part, is true. If Vail is not cutting it for me and I'm craving going back to school, I should. There are just a few things I want to do in the meantime. I want so badly to stay out here during the summer. So more recently I've started thinking about a position at a YL camp for the summer. It would allow me to stay here, and it would give me community. Which I think would be a nice in between step from this place and seminary. And the thing is, I love being in a leadership position, especially at camps. One of the best months I ever had was when I was on assigned team at Southwind. There were a lot of things that made the month less than ideal, but I have never felt him working through me more consistently than that month.

So, if we look at this summer and this winter and my lack of community and my general attitude that arises, am I just useless if I don't have people around me pointing me towards Christ? Is my faith so weak that I can't not have other Christians around me? I don't think so. My wonderful friend Kylie has been assessed up and down for mission work and she has been put into the category as someone who needs to work in a team. They figured this out soon after she teared up, for the first and only time during her interview, after talking about how much she loves her 418 roommates. Ky-y, I think we could be put into the same category, as I'm doing the same and I'm just typing.

As of right now, this is what I want to do: stay in Vail through April 24, go home to Gainesville for a while, maybe work at a CO young life camp for the summer, Seminary in the fall. And if not the fall, I'll go to Europe for a bit in the fall and then seminary in the spring of 2012. I like this plan a lot...I just need to start saving money.

Hm, one more thing. Someone recently told me to stop taking myself so seriously. Do I take myself seriously? I think so. Is it a bad thing? I don't know. I do know that I'm rarely content these days. Mostly because of the aforementioned paragraphs, but I just also just feel like I've heard it all. Moving from new town to new town this year I see and hear so much of the same stuff. Maybe I'm just being overly pessimistic because I'm sick, it's Christmas and I miss my family a ton. That is all, I need to nap.

Best Day Ever

I am particularly excited that this post gets to follow my previous post about how sad I've been, because...

I had the best day ever!!

And it went as follows:

7:30 Woke up and enjoyed lox with cream cheese on my gluten free bread (Yes, I finally went grocery shopping...no more rice cakes for breakfast!)
8:15-8:45 Arrived in Vail, got my skis from my workplace, which makes me enjoy my days off even more because I get to see what I am [not] missing. On the bus ride I was completely encouraged by emails and texts from friends and my mom. I felt looked after and cared for. Thanking God for the love I was receiving I trekked over to the gondola and took the beautiful ride to the top of the mountain.
9:00 I get two free ski lessons a month and I was placed in a group with 4 other ladies which I just love! It's like getting to have 3 moms for a day.

10:00-3:30 I got SO MUCH BETTER AT SKIING! Yesterday I was able to go down any green comfortably. I could do blue's, but only at a very slow speed and with much trepidation. By the end of the day I could go so fast down really steep blues! I was faster and more coordinated than everyone else in my class (not that it's a competition...) and was loving it. I also made a friend! She's from South Africa and so easy to talk to. We had a great time talking on the lifts and we are definitely going to ski together in the near future. The day ended on a good note as my instructor said that she couldn't believe that I had only been skiing for a few weeks. One more reason to believe that I am a natural. Wahoo!

Skiing was so much fun and it pumped me up so much I had to all I could to not dance on the bus ride home. But as soon as I got home and remembered that I had all sorts of delicious groceries to cook I couldn't help but dance to Techrotonic's "Pump Up the Jam" and other dance-y songs for a good hour in my kitchen.

I called Kylie to tell her about how God just continues to bless. Even when I'm down and I don't choose to find joy in Him, He still provides in the most remarkable ways. To be able to notice all my fun and encouragement as gifts from him is a blessing in itself.

Wearing my long underwear, kickboxing to Ke$ha in my tiny kitchen, cooking sweet potatoes and chicken while singing with my roommates was an amazing way to end such an incredible, uplifting day.