Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Gray Clouds

Okay, now for serious stuff again… As I write this, I am in the car, somewhere in Montana, headed back home from Wisconsin. I was there for about a week with my family. And I’ve got to say, as much as I love my friends in Salem, I was so happy to get away for a bit and be with my family. I came to a point where I needed to get away, clear my head, be with family and have no communication with anyone else. So I decided to be technology free for the week: no cell phone, no Facebook. It was so nice. On the road, I have been listening to music and looking out the window at God’s creation. I’ve learned that Montana is an absolutely gorgeous state! I like to think it’s a mix between Texas and Oregon- the wide plains and big skies of Texas with the trees and mountains of Oregon. I guess it’s the best of both worlds. I’ve had a lot of time to think and pray and even though some trials still exist in my life, I feel completely content. God has taught me so much in the time I’ve been able to spend with him. While I was sitting in the backseat of the car, looking out the window, I found myself studying the gray clouds in the sky. Then a thought occurred to me. Those gray clouds were like the trials God puts in my life. They don’t seem very friendly, and I get discouraged easily when I’m around them. But I need to remember that it is those clouds that make the plants grow, just as those trials in my life help to grow and mature me. I was listening to a song called Airplane by Bethany Dillon when I was thinking about this and in it, she sings, “When the sky is gray, I want to believe that when the sun is hiding, it still exists.” Although I love the sun and feeling like everything is perfect, those bittersweet clouds are needed in my life. I’ve known this for a while, but this is just a new way to think of it and I wanted to share it with you. So even if you feel discouraged when the gray clouds are above your head, remember that they play an important part in God’s prefect plan and the sun will come out again. I’ve had a great time with my family this week- going to Mount Rushmore, the Badlands, Devil’s Tower, Deadwood, Wall Drug, watching God’s 4th of July fireworks show of thunder and lightning, relaxing in hot tubs, having fun at a water/theme park, eating dinner together, etc. I didn’t want to come home again until I felt like my mind was cleared and refreshed and I can now say that I’ve come to that point. I’m in a great place now and I couldn’t be more content. I’m excited to see my friends, go to youth group, and get ready for my 3-week trip to Mexico!! Thank you all for being a part of my life and I love you all very much. I hope you are all enjoying God’s blessings this summer and I’m praying for you.
~Hannah

Good Ol' Northwest

Something funny that I’ve realized going to Wisconsin is that the Northwest is very addicted to coffee. I’m sure you’ve all realized that there is a coffee shop every half-mile, and usually a Starbucks on every corner. I just assumed it was like that all over the United States, but I guess not. When I get coffee, I always order the same thing: a black-white mocha. This is a mocha that has half a shot of regular chocolate and half a shot of white chocolate. No matter what coffee shop I go to, they always know what a black-white mocha is. But as you go further east in the US, you’ll realize that the coffee shops begin to get more limited and the baristas don’t know as much of the coffee jargon as they do in the Northwest. The further east I got, the more I had to explain what a black-white mocha is. When I asked for a black-white mocha in Minnesota, the lady just stared at me with a blank expression. I realized she had no clue what I meant so I had to try and explain what I meant. I could tell she still didn’t get it that much when I drank the coffee she gave me and it tasted different than the normal black-white mochas I usually get. It didn’t bother me at all, but I just thought it was funny and it made me realize how caffeine-happy the Northwest is. It’s kind of pathetic, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. ☺
~Hannah