The Next Journal

I just got back from a long weekend at a glorious beach house near Fenwick Island. It was an incredible time of reflection. I spent a lot of time reading through my 2008 journal and I was repeatedly reminded of God's incredible work in my life. It was helpful for me to see the whole year as a package...it was more like a novel in itself, not just one chapter. I discovered connections I had never noticed before...pieces that fit together or influenced each other as God carried out His masterful plan. I was reminded of ways God had provided, moved, worked, pushed, spoke, shouted. Divine engagements perfectly orchestrated by an amazing God.

If I want to be self-protective, I'd say that I hope 2009 doesn't hold as much pain. Who would want that? But if I really want to know God and become more like Christ, I should welcome pain. Because apparently, for me, it is the most effective tool for growth. Believe me, we hate it but it works.

I hope when I read through my 2009 journal, I'll be able to see another year of being drawn closer to my Savior who loves me unconditionally. I hope I'll be further along in my journey and not stuck on a rabbit trail. I hope I'll discover that I was a better influencer because I was in tune with God. I hope I'll hear His voice clearer and more often instead of being distracted by the noises of my selfish life. I hope I'll be abiding in the light and not hiding in the darkness.

I hope.

Too all the Jen(n)'s

This is just a attempt to drive people named "Jen/Jenn" a little bit crazy. See, they have a personel pet peave. I think its actually become a obsession. Their addicted. I'v often wondered if its related to the name. Seems odd so many Jens' have the same complushun. I dont' really kneed two explain much more then this. They no what Im talking about.

NYC

What a great day!

The Macy's windows were challenging to capture by camera but hopefully you'll get the idea...they were fantastic! The reflected faces of observers kind of add a neat perspective.

I had only used my camera for about an hour before it died. Chronic mechanical issues. Maybe Santa will bring me a new camera. The rest of the day will have to be archived in my mind.

Check out the window washers! Could YOU do that?

Miracle on 34th Street

Imagination Station

New Year's Eve Ball: was surprised how small it is!

Just Ponderin'

There are some things I'm really good at. Apparently grammar isn't one of them.

But the older (more mature!) I get I'm becoming more and more aware of the things I'm really weak at (oops). I always thought that I was progressing, growing, improving. That I was learning from life's experiences and becoming a better person. But lately I've discovered my weakness are more numerous than I've ever realized. Not because the volume has increased but because I'm finally seeing them as weaknesses. And it's scary.

It's also scary contemplating what I will do about them.