It's time.

Well, folks, you know me: I can't stand to keep my website the same longer than six months. It's been almost a year. It's so very time. To make up for that lost time, not only will I be changing formats, but I will also be changing the theme and the address! I wanted it to be easier for my friends to remember, so the new blog addy is http://blessedfeet.blogspot.com . Be sure to change it in your bookmarks!

Much love, and I'll see you there---
Me

Define Spring Fever.... and Spring Cleaning

Hello, my dear friends and family,

 

When was the last time I emailed you? Was it only a week ago? Hmm. Somehow, I think time has slowed down: it's been at least three weeks---or, rather, it feels like it's been at least three weeks---since I've been able to update you on my adventures. I suppose that is what happens with distance, eh? This once-a-week email may become a whenever-I-can email: I now share the access to the internet with four other people, and they seem disinclined to share. Or maybe it's that they are so jealous of my company that they'd rather not I share it with yahoo? ;) Oh well, I shall do my best, and you must forgive me if it really does become three weeks between emails.

 

The first week I am home, and my vacation is already pushed aside for a cleaning spree. We had a terminex guy come to kill all our bugs, but we had to clean every square inch of our house first. Yay. At least it's clean and bugfree now!

 

It has been brought to my attention that I have rather secretive and stingy with information as of late, concerning my *ahem* (as my Great Grandmother and some of my dearest older friends calls it,) my "love life." I am sorry. Last December, Brian (aka Maestro) and I decided that our relationship was no longer God-honoring, and that it was time we move on to seek His face alone. I have not made this public knowledge until now because I was afraid of the power of the rumor mill. So now you know. This past semester has been the best semester ever, and I have grown and struggled more than I can remember doing before. Please pray that I will not lose that momentum.

 

On Thursday, Mom, my sisters and I traveled the four hours to Knoxville--the city I will be ministering in for the summer--to meet the people and learn the roads. I felt it before, but now there's no use hiding it: I feel like two people when it comes to my emotions about it all. I feel like a shy little girl, absolutely terrified of all the new people, streets, and responsibilities. I know deep down that God will take care of me, but I'm not so confident that I will be up to the challenge, and I'd like nothing more than to run back to my little bubble at PCC. I also feel like a Tigress of a pioneer, delighted with the challenge of coralling, teaching, and loving the children of Montgomery Village. I am ready to be Wendy to all those poor little Lost Boys, I am ready to be an encouraging Sunflower in the garden of missionaries, I am ready to meet my God and walk hand in hand with Him through this new world. And I am ashamed that the little girl in me is so scared of it all. In short, I am very confused. Please pray for boldness.

 

To those of you who have emailed me personally-- Amanda, Holly, Becca-- I will eventually sit down and write a reply, but I must close this email and get going. Mom, my sisters and I will be going to a mother-daughter thing at our new church. More new people for me to meet. (AHH!!) Until then, will everyone who reads this please send me even the briefest of emails so that I know you'd like to keep receiving these? I need to clean up my address book.

 

Until I can sneak in some more computer time,

 

Amanda

Living like everyone's watching
Dancing like no one's watching
Living the dance
Dancing to life

Writing like everyone's reading
Reading like everyone's writing
Writing of life
Living to write

Writing...
Reading...
Dancing...
Living...
Being...

Me.

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Safe and semi-sad, semi-happy arrival

Hello, my dear friends and family--

 

Well, I made it. I'm home. I'm so glad to be home! The sad part is, I already miss college. Not the homework, mind you, just the friends. It was a very, very good semester, and I cannot believe that it is over already! I'll get my grades in the next week or two... please pray for my Professional Selling class grade....

 

Today, my goal is to completly unpack. I'd also like to clean all the bug guts and road gunk off my poor car. :)

 

Just thinking about all that work makes me tired. Maybe I should take a nap first. This is, after all, summer vacation!

 

Until I have time and or motive to write again,

All my love to you!

 

Amanda

Living like everyone's watching
Dancing like no one's watching
Living the dance
Dancing to life

Writing like everyone's reading
Reading like everyone's writing
Writing of life
Living to write

Writing...
Reading...
Dancing...
Living...
Being...

Me.

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a belated weekly email...

My dear friends and family,

Well, this is going to be my last weekly email until I get home. Yes, I
know that I have one more Saturday, but that Saturday is going to very,
very busy. I have one exam on Thursday, two on Friday, one on Saturday, and
one on Monday--please pray for understanding!

So the big story of the week is a nosebleed. Huh? A nosebleed? Yes, that's
what I said. Believe you me, this was no everyday nosebleed.... we're
talking a torrential bleed of historic proportions! It happened on
Thursday. Why? I don't know: allergies maybe, or over-dryness from the air
conditioning, or super-sensitivity to the chemicals we use at work.... I
don't know for sure. AllsIknow is that it wouldn't stop. My crew chief sent
me to the on-campus clinic; the clinic sent me to the ER; the ER sent me to
a lonely room to have my nose cauterized. [Though I'm glad they didn't have
to pack it, I don't want to have to be cauterized ever, ever, ever again:
it hurt like nothin' else!!] After about five hours of bleeding, the
cauterization stopped it, and they sent me back to school.

Thankfully, God had arranged for my Nursing major roommate to be at that
very hospital for her clinicals that morning, so I was very well taken care
of! She called my Dad for me because everyone else that I'd asked to do it
had...um...forgotten. When I got back to the dorm, I called Dad only to
find out that Mom--really, folks, I have the WORLD"S BEST mother!--was on
her way down to take care of me for the weekend! She came and took me off
Thursday night, went with me to all my classes on Friday and got to meet
all my friends. Saturday I slept in (my supervisor gave the weekend off:
how generous of her). We had a nice, lazy Saturday of driving to the middle
of nowhere to visit a quilt shop, eat shrimp, and get our nails done. Then
we drove to the otherside of nowhere and watched the sunset on the beach.
Sunday she came to church and lunch with me and Ryan before she had to
drive back. Talk about a whirlwind weekend! I'm glad she came down. I
needed some Mommy time.

So that's why this email is so late.

I'm hoping to find out very soon what the dates will be for my summer
mission trip to Knoxville. When I do, I'll send a brief email with my
address.

Until then, I have finals to study for. Thank you for praying for me this
semester!

Much love,
Amanda