Who we Are

Monday, May 30

Dear betterhalf:

I have a story to tell you

I met this woman.
her name is Amy.
She's my yoga instructor.

From the first moment I looked into her eyes I knew she was special. I wasn't sure in what capacity I would know her but I knew that there was something about her that I couldn't escape from. Like when you meet someone for the first time and it's like you've known each other in a different life. The connection is just there. yea It was like that. I wanted to be near her all the time. She is a beautiful soul. something I haven't felt or seen in somebody in my adult age for such a long time. The closest thing for me is my good friend lisa rose from camp vega but she was like 1/3 as amazing as this women. Korea is an amazing place but I hadn't met anybody who I felt I could be really good friends with. soul connection type thing. this made me a bit lonely.  I realize being here how important it is for me to have somebody to love and invest my love in. whether it's a child, friend, lover. I never want my heart to go to waste. (probably an infj thing) I get filled at work with all the children because they are so cute and loving to me but I do need adult contact.

Everyday I went to yoga I would walk in and there she would be with a big smile on her face. This always made my night. She was so nice. In a country and culture where smiling is never an expression made very much to strangers or anybody that isn't in your circle of family or friends, it was a pleasant surprise.

So I prayed about it and told God that this women is special and that it felt as if she was meant to be in my life though I didn't know how so whatever is meant to be I'll accept it.

the next week I was at yoga. doing terribly. lol. seriously you should see me try to do some of the poses. Afterwards, I was just laying on the mat meditating, praying, thinking, relaxing in the heat of the room and the ambient darkness. I heard my name. It was Amy. I sat up really quickly. she remembered my name? I was ecstatic but of course didn't show it. lol. She kneeled down really close to me and started speaking english. She asked me how I was, if I teach english here, how I like yoga. I felt so happy. I got butterflies in my stomach and this overwhelming sense of love and fullness. Did God move her to talk to me? She never said anything before. This is so random. As I sat there talking to her it was like I was lifted to a better place. euphoria really. I haven't felt this way. It reminded me of when we met with Mike King that one day. It was so beautiful. It was really small talk because her english is very elementary but it was like I understood everything she was saying and wanted to say. At times I wanted to put the words in her mouth but I knew that it was important for her to find her own words and speak english. So I just remained quiet and let her speak. She asked me if I wanted to have coffee with her and meet her friend.

I think I physically moved to a whole nother level. I mean I was the girl in high school who just got asked to prom by the hottest guy in the school.

I was speechless. me? the black girl with the weird hair? who am I? I'm just some random foreigner who sucks at yoga? I couldn't believe it. I said yes of course but that weekend I was already planning on going to anmyeondo island so I felt really bad and said... well next week I'm free. We were standing in the hallway at this point. talking about yoga and who her friends are and stuff. It was such easy conversation even with the language barrier. I felt as if she didn't want to leave my presence. I just sensed it. It was like she wanted to talk forever. I did too but in true me fashion started pulling away towards the locker room. I kind of kicked myself afterwards when I realized I did this. But I also knew that I put it in God's hands and not my own. So I said goodbye to her, took a shower, and went home. All night and the next day I was on cloud 9. but I hated that I had to wait two weeks to actually meet up her. So much can happen in two weeks.

So later on in the week I went and took my journal to a coffee shop and wrote. I wrote poetry about love and life and beauty. I haven't felt like writing much poetry since I've been here and I knew it was because of her that the words flowed out of me. and what she was awakening in me that made me feel alive. Again, I didn't know what the capacity of her in my life would be and how that would present itself but I knew that it was all in God's hands so I was blessed no matter what. the way I saw it, even if I never saw her again I'd be happy to have met somebody so amazing and someone who brought light to my heart again. My heart was so buried at home, and coming here it has opened and continues to grow like a flower. Amy is like the sun. giving me extra light to grow. 

So I thought about her a lot, wrote lots of poetry, and thought about her some more. I couldn't understand why she was always in my mind. I kept on praying to God. why why why.

So sometime during the week I had a nightmare. I went to sleep and dreamed about satan, evil, darkness. I woke up at 4am with thoughts of worthlessness. terrible terrible thoughts about how nobody wants me, everybody wants to use me, I'll never be happy or make true friends. I woke up in the morning happy to go to work and be back in reality. I told my coworker and friend over lunch about this. She told me that it was the powers of darkness not wanting me to flourish and that satan is attacking what God has made beautiful and what God is making happen in my life when it comes to happiness. I asked her if she ever feels used here. (side note: many koreans hangout with americans only to practice their english so your basically used. Because of this, many americans never make friends with koreans) she said yes but her korean boyfriend and other koreans she's met have been really great people and that she doesn't know the answer to that. Just that I would know if I was being used. I thought about this and asked another one of my coworkers. He said that he doesn't make friends with koreans because their too timid to speak english or over the top. so I didn't have any answers. So I prayed more. God, what do I trust? 

So two weeks pass. I'm at yoga wondering if Amy still wanted to hangout. I mean its been two weeks. maybe she forgot or something or had a change of heart. yoga ends and I see Amy walking out the door. I call her name. Really nervous like. She turns around with a big smile and kneels down to be close to me. I ask her about the weekend and if she wants to hangout with me? she gets really excited and says yes! I'm super excited of course. We go to the locker room to make official plans. A woman who does yoga is Australian Korean and can speak english so she comes over to interpret. All the ladies are staring at us. Our combination. black and korean is a very strange mix and everybody just stops and stares. It was awkward. Nobody understood me speaking english so it was okay I guess. The Aussie comes out from the showers and interprets for us. We make plans. Everything was going smoothly until the Aussie starts to tell me how to teach. ugh. she says, "you have to speak slow and correct her english..." ugh she kept going on. In my mind I'm like okay you can stop talking now I teach for a living. then her and Amy continued to talk and the aussie turns to me and is like, "well I was thinking about showing up and joining you guys but if I do she won't speak english." My heart dropped? did this just happen... did she just invite herself to hangout with us? I kinda laughed in my head like seriously?! luckily that never happened. so we made plans and she left to teach a class leaving with a big smile and I went home.

So fast forward to Saturday...

It was a beautiful day. I knew that God was going to show up. And he did.

The sun was shining and everything was perfect. I strolled to our meeting spot and stood there. I had to be early for my own sake. haha she comes running up like she was running late. All floaty and carefree. She introduces me to her friend and then we walk to a coffee shop. Its perfect. They buy me coffee (which I guess is proper etiquette for Korea) and we sit down. It was kinda awkward at the start because they were shy to talk and I didn't know what to say. They had their phones out and were on them. I didn't know why but later found out that they were using their dictionary. So, I asked the first question and thus the conversation began. It was so easy to talk to her and her friend. And the more we talked the more comfortable we got. We talked about american culture and korean culture. She told me that she does modern dance and studied dance in university. She told me that she has a young girl and a husband. They asked about me? What I liked to do? They told me why nobody smiles or shows affection in Korea. They said they liked how in america we hug all the time. I laughed at this and told them that I think its great they bow because it shows so much respect. but that I do miss hugs. I asked if she ever hugs her mother in law or her friends and she laughed NO! I would never hug them. I told her that hugging shows you care about someone and that I like hugs. She nodded and said she loves hugs too and wished more people hugged. We talked about yoga and we laughed really hard. Amy was like... yea, Rebekah has to use a towel for some of the stretches. I was SO embarrassed! I was like... yea, basically I'm terrible at yoga. Amy was like, Rebekah you are so much better than when you started! It's okay if its hard for you. We've been doing yoga for 12yrs! I told her that I'm jealous of her six pack and she laughs telling me she's jealous of my top half. I'm like... boobs suck sometimes. lol. They established that we are on the same level and that I can be informal with them. This is a great honor to be given. Most people who are in a friendship where they are the younger person are always the inferior one when it comes to decisions like where your going to eat. The older person will always choose the place and time. It's not really that strict it's just what happens out of respect. And this is friendships that have been for years. She is 38 korean age so korean culture says I need to put myself below her in many respects. So friendships take years before the even balance happens but for me it happened upon first meeting. 

We talked about america. She loves that america is free. I think that is so true. Korea is so oppressed in many ways. Imagine, 1950s america. Women's duty was to her husband and kids and the man works. Women have little voice and their are very few outlets for divorce counseling, help in abusive relationships, abortion, birth control. All of these things that are so available in america and because of this, many shady things happen in korea but nobody talks about it. I realized that Amy is very progressive thinking and I loved our conversation. They told me some phrases in Korean and they helped teach me how to say the alphabet and read. (I feel like a baby. lol. trying to learn how to read) it's really hard to do. They make the gk and mw sound which is nothing I've heard or said before. In turn, they don't have the letter f and r in their alphabet and the letter t is really hard to pronounce for them so we both have difficulty but they try so hard its endearing. 

So I know I am talking in facts, but above that, all our time together was amazing. She was very comfortable with me and she brought a lightness and love to our meeting. She enjoyed talking to me and really wanted to get to know me and where I'm from and culture. I in turn would ask similar questions and be fascinated when she said things that were so opposite of what I'm used to. God truly blessed our meeting time and our relationship. It was like we were on a different plane than the rest of the world. Her soul is so amazing and you can feel it radiating on you in her presence. Theres a lightness there. In my mind I feel like if there were angles in this world who show themselves as human, well that would be her. 

You've mentioned meeting people like this in NYC so I know you completely get it. It's a nice feeling isn't it? I haven't met someone like this in years and still nothing compares to her. I mean, of the hundreds of thousands of people in this world I meet her. I realize how much of this was planned. I mean, of all the yoga places around where I live, and all the ones I went to and checked out, of all the Koreans I've met, of all the times I put off starting yoga... there are so many variables that it couldn't be chance that we met. I had been praying for months for a friendship that is deeper than the ocean and wider than the heavens and I think I've found it. I told God that I didn't want many friends that I half knew but just one who I can invest my love in. At first when I met Amy I thought maybe this would be a romantic thing. When I found out she was married and had a daughter I was a bit confused at this because again, I had no idea how Amy would be in my life. What I found is something so much bigger. I've found a deep friendship that is heaven sent and wonderful. I am so lucky and blessed. God heard my prayers and brought me a soul that has a heart like mine. 

On Saturday, we met at 10am and didn't leave the coffee shop until 3pm. We met for five hours and it felt like maybe one hour. When I told my coworker Devon she was shocked. wow, how did you meet for five hours? and how did you have conversation with someone who doesn't speak english for that long and not go crazy? I had no answer and I still don't. 

We were leaving the coffee shop and her friend took a left. I wanted to end my time with Amy so I went with her as she was heading to the right. Her friend was ready to go I could tell. You know, that intuition. But with Amy I didn't sense that.

So we started walking in the other direction. We get to the cross street and we stop. I asked her what she was going to do at home and she said go to the theater. It sounded like she was saying "see-ut-er" so I looked at her puzzled. "Seattle? I asked" she laughed. "No! see-ut-er." huh? I was confused. Then I got it. OH the theater?! she nodded. okay, its not sssss but th and t sounds. So there I am in the street teaching her pronunciation. She practices her phonics sounds like there is nobody else but us. meanwhile, everybody is passing us and watching us. the usual stares for me but she must have sensed it. black and korean talking. hmmm? that's strange. She didn't care. and we stand there and we talk for another thirty minutes or more. Time just stopped. Whatever she had to do didn't matter only me and her. I got that same feeling I had before where it felt like she wanted to talk forever. This time I didn't fight it and let us just go and we did. We continued having deep conversation  as the people passed by us and the crossing sign kept turning to red and green and red again. It was like it was out of a movie. As we were saying goodbye it was as if pulling away was hard for both of us. It had been five hours at this point and we were still talking. It felt as if our hearts were attached by string and our souls didn't want to part. this feeling was so powerful and she felt it too. maybe even stronger with her than me. She goes to touch my hand out of cultural respect and I pull her in close and I hug her. So there we are standing in the street with people passing and staring and time just stops. We hug for what feels like forever as if she didn't want to let me go. It was as if she had never been properly hugged before. Everything in my being melted. We parted and she was radiating. I gave her a big smile and said... we'll do this again next Saturday. I walked away and she crossed the street. I didn't want to look back. And as we parted, our string began to stretch. I still feel a connection to her as I sit here writing as if our string is still connected. intertwining as our worlds are so far apart and vastly different. 

And this is our friendship. One that surpasses the barriers of language and the boundaries of this world. I am so blessed. God truly brought me this person who has changed my life. And I couldn't ask for me. I know that every moment we are together, God is there, holding the string that connects us. 

And that's the end of the story...
or really the start of the story of Amy and I
A story that I hope will continue to write itself

Reaching out to you from the stars... -R 
Dear betterhalf:

today I came to work only to find out that I don't have any morning classes. how awesome is that. such a big blessing to have the break. I don't teach until 2pm now. lol. five hours and I don't know what to do with myself.

I think Virginia sounds amazing. I wish I could see it with you. We could take a walk (like 5ft. lol) and lay in the grass next to a tree. listen to the wind and stare at the clouds in the sky. Talk about life and God. Then fall asleep to the sound of the crickets. Wake up to the sunset and run around trying to catch fireflies. Could you imagine growing up like that. Levi jeans and a guitar. Maybe that's what heaven feels like.

whas this a church retreat?

My church is having a retreat but I don't know if I will go. I get a very unnerving feeling when I'm around the pastor and his wife. My intuition is never wrong so I don't know how to feel about this. so I just leave it up to the higher power. If I'm meant to go I will do so.

so this weekend was really great.
Friday-went and saw a movie for teacher's movie club at my work. lol. not really that fancy I promise. The school just pays for it's teachers to watch a movie. lol. it was nice. after I went home to nap. I actually slept through the first yoga class. woke up and realized I slept too long. which put me in panic but something cool happened in that I went to yoga at 9:15 and it was hot yoga and much nicer.

Saturday: I woke up SO tired but excited for the day. Met with Amy. nuff said.

Sunday: went to church. it was okay. then ate lunch with my coworker and went to the park to read a book and talk. well we mostly talked. It was amazing actually. I got so deep with her. She seems like an ISFJ which is really cool. It was nice to find she is really deep and to talk about everything like work, family, love. She told me that she is the adult child of an alcoholic and what she told me was fascinating. I've never met someone like that and I realize how much damage and brokenness there is. I told her about mom and she was so empathetic. she couldn't believe I went through such terrible things. she told me that healing will begin here because your away from it and not financially dependent on them which allows you the freedom you need to heal. also, That I have to prepare for the day I confront her about everything in our past because it actually did happen though she denies it. Her, pretending things never happened, actually gives her power over me but the minute I let the secrets out she loses the power and control. wow was this amazing information. I never thought about it that way.We both went through such hard pasts and are still breathing. I like that I could connect with her in the sun, on a blanket, for two hours.

We're both learning korean. I'll be starting a course soon. so its fun to speak korean to each other too.

another blessing I guess

to the moon and back...

Sunday, May 29

Ya, Virginia is definitely in the south. I just got done shooting a rifle at pigeon clays flying through the air. I felt like Sookie and super badass. The kickback was a little intense and my armpit is sore, but I loved the experience. Everywhere you look is green and the land goes forever. I joke that I feel like confederates will pop out of the woods any minute. You know that scene from The Patriot where Mel Gibson is looking out in the fields of his backyard and sees gunfire and troops? Someone said they filmed that movie here. I can see that. It's so beautiful but such an interesting green. It's definitely not NYC or Seattle. Boy did I need this break. I needed it almost as badly as I need space to roam. No alarm clocks, wine for days, good conversation, good people, and just a completely relaxed atmosphere. It's incredible. You could totally see Johnny cash with his Levi jeans, strumming to his guitar in these fields, It's so southern. You would love it here. I definitely wish you could be here to experience this with me. Then we would have some priceless memories to share. 

"Uncle Daddy" - lmao. Literally.

Did you check out the true blood promos and Sims 3 generations expansion pack info??

Friday, May 27

Dear BestFriend:

I am on my way to virginia. It's beautiful. I wish you could experience the beauty of this place. Right now there are trees everywhere and long fields and a misty fog over everything. It reminds me of scenes from the movie Braveheart. And I don't mean Mel Gibson :)

Check out this site and get Really Really excited. I feel like all my sims dreams are coming true. Drving lessons, private school options, prom, and being able to ground your kid. Seriously?! Enjoy.

http://sims.wikia.com/wiki/The_Sims_3:_Generations

What else?... I'm getting sick. I can feel it coming on and my voice is breaking like a teenage boy. Ugh.

On a cool note, I am getting involved with youth ministry at Hillsong. It's beautiful really. Because I remember where I was when I was in high school and I remember how horrible life was and how uplifting people like Tim and Sherry who helped lift me up out of the mess. I want to be that for a high schooler. Besides, I think I am pretty cool or atleast Jesus is and He lives in me which makes me cool ;)

Work is good. Summer is upon us and it's beautiful. I love 80 degree weather. I'm a sunflower. I was looking at weather in S. Korea and it's pretty warm over there as well.

I met a really awesome friend who is moving to Korea to teach english. I told her all about you and I am so excited for you both to meet up. She is just a beautiful soul and deep. You'll love her. I'm going to introduce you over Facebook so you can know each other.

BestFriend: I love you and good night.

Tuesday, May 24

orange sky

Dear betterhalf: 


Well I had a dream 
I stood beneath an orange sky 

With my sister standing by 

I said Sister, here is what I know now 
Here is what I know now 
Goes like this.. 
In your love, my salvation lies 
In your love, my salvation lies 
In your love, my salvation lies 
In your love, in your love, in your love 

But sister you know I’m so weary 
And you know sister 
My hearts been broken 
Sometimes, sometimes 
My mind is too strong to carry on 
Too strong to carry on 

When I am alone 
When I’ve thrown off the weight of this crazy stone 
When I've lost all care for the things I own 
That's when I miss you, that's when I miss you, that's when I miss you 
You who are my home 

being an infj


for some comfort...

so interesting...



Dear betterhalf: I miss you!

Thursday, May 19

Dear BestFriend:

I am sitting in my office under the glow of an office lamp. It's incredibly therapeutic. All I need now is a fish aquarium and a bubble fountain. You know, the ones in every doctors office. On second thought, it kind of puts me on edge. I still can't believe I love my job as much as I do. It can be tiring and definitely has it's moments, but for the most part, I love talking with my patients. Building relationships and truly caring about their success. One of my patients told me today that I am super sweet and that he is sorry for being a total grump. That was nice to hear because for so long I felt that I wasn't getting through to him. Now I know that he is listening :).

I talked to a friend last night and I realize how blessed I am to have friend's that care and that give more than they take. One of my friends has such a beautiful heart. Lately my past junk has been creeping up and really putting a damper on things. So Jenny calls me and states that she has been noticing I'm in a funk and we spent the next 2.5 hours talking about the power of Christ in my life and how there is healing. I just kept thanking God that He has brought friend's like Jenny into my life who not only notice when I'm in pain but calls and talks me through it. I know that God wants to heal me in order to launch me into my calling. He has clearly told me that I have to face my past before He will send me out. He has also said that my calling is huge. My calling is unique and it is urgent. It explains why I have felt like a train called my past seems to be running over me. No longer can I run from it. I have also had 2 different friend's, unbeknown to each other, prophesy Joel 2 over me where it says "I will restore the years the locusts have eaten." Furthermore, God keeps giving me this vision of a tree. I know he's telling me something and that something is healing. Exciting times lay ahead BestFriend. I am interested to know what your spiritual gifts are and do you see visions. I know bein identical twins and personality types aren't everything but it may mean something.

Lastly, have you seen the new season 4 True blood promo? Exciting. I will try and post a link later today.

I love you dearly BestFriend. Over & Out.

Sunday, May 15

Dear Betterhalf: Today is Sunday. The perfect day to sleep in, go for a walk, and end up in a coffee shop watching people walk by and writing in my journal.

I watched the most beautiful green leaves dance in the wind as if they were dancing to their favorite song. It's as if they knew their time was short. That fall would soon be here to help them die. So they dance to this beautiful thing we call life. Through the rain and the sun and the storms... they dance. Because soon it will all be gone.

Apollo24 to Houston... this is me signing off
to go sleep on my bed of stars
good night.

Monday, May 9

True Blood: Season 4 "Waiting Sucks" Eric (HBO)



Get excited. Really excited.

Fighting Exhaustion

Dear Bestfriend

Four score and seven years ago...

Is how long it seems since I wrote on this blog. Thank you for the song. Is it from Twilight? Shoot... I actually don't know but it is beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Its May already? Can you believe that? This marks my 11th month in NYC. Next month will be my one year anniversary. I cant' believe how time has flown. I have absolutely no regrets about moving away from home and "learning to breathe." Its been a spectacular ride. I think I will write a one year anniversary post next month so look out for that.

Remember when we wrote letter to each other about what we anticipated the year 2006 to hold (we were freshman at WSU then). I wonder where those letters are. Yay for One Tree Hill Inspiration.

Life is so full and incredible people keep coming into my life. I am learning to manage everything God gives to me so that I can be the best steward of my time. Its a challenge but all very good things. I feel like a kid in a candy shop. Too many good treats and not a big enough stomach to handle all the sweetness.

I am praying for you. Always.

Friday, May 6

                 The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
                 But I have promises to keep,
                 And miles to go before I sleep,
                 And miles to go before I sleep...

                 -Robert Frost

Wednesday, May 4

Running in circles.m4v

Dear betterhalf:

Tomorrow is children's day

It's a day in Korea where everybody gets the day off to celebrate children. I don't know what I'm going to do for the holiday but the weather is getting really nice so I'll find something. The weather does so much for my mood.

Today we celebrated children's day. The kids got gifts, we ate tons of food, we played games, etc. It was really nice.  Kids are super cute when you let them just be kids. It doesn't happen much here with the crazy psycho overprotective moms.

Sunrise: I did hot yoga again last night. I'm pretty sure the only thing saving me was the mat. I woke up this morning SO sore and tired but after I got over it I felt really good and continue to do so. Hopefully soon I can sit on my knees again.

Sunset: I haven't quite figured out how to pay bills here. ugh. I asked my coworker for help but today we got too busy with everything so I have to wait and pay on Friday. I may be eating by candle light tonight. no joke. lol. 'hello... pioneer days'

Tuesday, May 3

Dear betterhalf: its cool you can speak in tongues. I've prayed for it but it was never meant to be. maybe someday.

Sunset: I don't feel very connected at church in a very mtn creek sort of way. its hard to find english speaking church here and even harder to find the real thing. I'll give it time and see what happens. If nothing else I have friends. I go to the bible study at the pastor's house every Wednesday and that seems nice. so... we will see.

Sunrise: Last night I did yoga for the first time here. It was so hard! you should have seen me. "I was a fish flopping around on dry land and all I wanted to do was go home!" lol. Even worse, these Korean ladies were so good. folding into pretzels or whatever. I couldn't even sit cross legged. My muscles are so tight. So needless to say I really don't want to go back tonight but I really need to do it for my health. Plus the instructor was super sweet and really helped me stretch. She even spoke some english. The place provides clothes, showers, and even soap for you. That.. and it's such a challenge. My new project.
                       
                           baby steps to the mat... 


Over and Out

Monday, May 2

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels but have not love... I am nothing. 2 Corinthians 13

Dear BestFriend: Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what your gonna get. Some are suprisingly delicious and some are absolutely disgusting. Some leave you with a sweet aftertaste and some you end up spitting out. Today: was a day I would rather spit out.

You will just be waking up about right now in Korea. Another day. Fresh opportunities. A second chance to do it right. I guess I understand why some really really like sunrises. Me and you? We'd rather stick with the sunsets. Remember college? Sleeping till late. Waking up to True Blood, Quesadillas, and Cola. So unsustainable and so good. I sometimes miss those days. Sometimes.

Today was particularly rough at work. So you know what I did? At lunch I closed my office door, blared Hillsong United, and prayed. Some of the prayer was intelligible and some was understandable. All of it was from the epicenter of my soul. I love speaking in the language of men and angels. Even though I don't have the gift of interpretation, God knows and my spirit is uplifted. It says in the Bible that not even Satan can understand this secret language we have with God. It also says that the holy spirit advocates for us. Often, I find that when I don't know what to say to God, I pray through the spirit and He speaks for me to God. He knows exactly what I need and prays on my behalf. How cool is that. This gospel we believe is powerful and true. My guts out worship session was the most peaceful part of my day. My prayer BestFriend is that you can experience a depth of communication with God that rocks you to your core. It. Will. Change. Your. Life.

Sister Eagle to Sister Bear - Over & Out

Sunday, May 1

Dear betterhalf:

So my day is almost over and your day is done. It's so weird.

Today is a sunrise day

I am having a good day today. the sun is out and beautiful. my kids are behaving. its getting warmer. and I'm in a light mood.

I just thought I would share this with you.
good days sometimes are far and few between.
count your blessings when they come.

Fill Me Up - United Pursuit Band, live at the Bijou Theater

Dear betterhalf:
how long do you want to be loved?
is forever enough...
            is forever enough...


how long do you want to be loved?
Is forever enough...
            cause I'm never ever giving you up...
Dear Best friend: life just isn't the same without you in it to share the moment. Iv gotten used to it and God has brought lovely friend's into my life. But it's still not the same. I love how we pick up where we left off so seamlessly (except over FT because it pauses so much) and starting this blog post was genius. Nice work Sister.

High1: Hillsong Church tonight. God has provided deep, meaningful relationships that challenge and grow me. I am eternally thankful and in awe of Him. I deserve nothing and yet He gives me everything. He gave me everything by dying on a cross for me. it's ridiculous the kind of love He has for me. I pray to live a life that honors His sacrifice.

Low1: Saying goodbye to a dear friend tonight. I have never felt this deep, raw, aching missing for a friend since we started separate journeys 2 years ago. Wow. Her name is Belinda and she has faith that can move mountains. She is Australian and God gave her to me as a gift. I hope one day you can meet her. She's beautiful, and smart, and inspires me to be a better Christ follower, friend, and daughter. Iv never met anyone like her. You'd love her bc of her genuineness. You can't fake that as you well know. Gosh, I can't wait for you to meet her. She can't wait to meet you.

High2: The start of this blog. It's really a fantastic way to stay connected. I feel like I have these moments that I'd normally just share but instead I wait a week which is way too long. By then the magic is gone. I don't plan on limiting it's potential. I might post 3xs in one day and that's ok. You can't limit strokes of genius lol

Tonight I am going to post a video by my new favorite band. They have a phenomenal sound so enjoy.

This is Rachelle to base camp - signing off
Dear betterhalf: Tonight I wasn't planning on going to church. lazy and in sweats. I dozed off and woke to 6 missed calls from my coworker asking for directions to church. Needless to say I was in the pew in the next thirty minutes. (record timing) I guess the 6 missed phone calls were alarms set by God... SUNRISE: As I was walking to church one of my students and her family passed me in their car. Winnie, the cutest 7yr old ever, rolled down the window and screamed "Rebekah Teacher... Hi! waving ferociously" totally makes my job worth it. That and her mom couldn't stop bowing her head to me. To see such kindness and respect still leaves me speechless... AND: watching Thor in 3D. I'm pretty sure the sky of his home country is what I will see when I die and go to heaven. Oh that and his beautiful body in levi jeans. lol SUNSET: Uhm... waiting to write this blog until 12 o'clock. tomorrow morning may be rough.

Good night
Ps. I call my ups sunrise and lows sunset.

our first

so this is our first post on our new blog. I guess I should start with some kind of basic layout. I think I'll do that in the next post...

I promise this will be the longest note I write. (uhm... maybe not)

Basically this is the best idea I've ever come up with.
It's okay if you think it sucks!
Let's keep up with it everyday. no excuses on missing a post. lol
We can't talk everyday so this may fix this problem.
I can't remember everything that happens in my week so this will help.

That way, when you get a good idea or something catches your eye or comes to mind you've got someone to share it with. someone who actually gets it most of the time. lol. plus, I of course want to know what the 411 is! What everybody is talking about!

called this "learnin(g) to breath" It's not just an amazing song by the best band every! but one with a great message. plus its poetic. perfect for us.

here's a picture for the record books...
too bad I couldn't find a picture of daddy!...