O, how humidity destroys my thinking patterns…

Oh heavens how I despise feeling useless.
I’m so addicted to travel and adventure that when I finally have the chance to be home, I have to find something productive to do;
*figuring out how to wear that $2.77 shirt I bought from JCPenny {{it was cheap-I couldn’t resist!}}
*braiding cord together to make a bracelet
*cleaning my room
*finding myself on the computer more than I should be…
*alphabetizing books
*testing out that new nail polish
*going for four mile bike rides and running 

in other words–I get desperate to keep myself busy, it’s just how God made me.

I’m currently fighting the battle of job hunting, it helps me keep my mind away from attempting to duct-tape myself to the wall…haha, just kidding, why would I do that…but it might be interesting…Oh goodness, I’m not THAT desperate!
I’ve applied to so many pharmacies and hospitals I feel useless and worthless that I haven’t been called back yet :/
I know that no matter what though, I’ll eventually get a job, and me not having one currently opened up the opportunity for me to be a counselor at a camp!
God’s got His amazing ways of multi-tasking;
in the midst of teaching me patience and trust,
He’s allowing me to impact lives for Him! 

I suddenly don’t mind not having a job

 Somehow, in the midst of all my scatter-brained-ness I still feel at peace with my Lord.
Some people need to have sit-down-i’m-not-doing-anything time,
Some people  need on-the-go time,
Some people need the casual as-I’m-at-work time, with God.

We work differently, that’s why its important to figure out how to fit our schedule together with precision. Just like a puzzle piece, together they will open your eyes to the grand picture. 

…well, I’m off to figure out how to make something handy with buttons…

Reminiscing the Ranting

So, I have discovered that by reading the writings of others, you get to know their personality and their life. Blogging is a perfect example of this. In connection, I have begun to realize that the works of some authors in the Bible kinda have this blog-like similarity.

Paul, is the writer of thirteen books in the New Testament. I am focusing on a specific spot; Philippians 1:21-26.
“If I am to go on living in the body, this will mean fruitful labor for me. yet what shall I choose? I do not know! I am torn between the two: I desire to depart and be with Christ, which is better by far; but it is more necessary for you that I remain in the body. Convinced of this, I know that I will remain, and I will continue with all of you for your progress and joy in the faith, so that through my being with you again your joy in Christ Jesus will overflow on account of me.”

It kinda makes me laugh, “I do not know!”…he’s ranting in a way; writing down his thoughts, to make clear his situation and to work it out in his mind.

I do this all the time! In mid-discussion with a person, I sometimes end up tripping over myself in thoughts, so I start ranting aloud, seeing what my brain will say about this certain topic. It’s the weirdest thing ever! I mean, I am usually good at thinking before speaking, but on certain subjects, I will be speechless unless I just let my brain flow; uncertain of what I’m about to hear myself say.

So, back to Paul. I think that just by the way he writes and if I lived in his time, I would be a great friend of his. He is such a wise and godly man, that I would probably ask if I could be his ‘water-girl’ or ‘scroll-holder’ or something silly like that, just so I could hear him speak.

Sometimes, I think we all forget that the authors of the books in the Bible, were really human. But, the way that Paul writes, makes me think I’m reading love notes, blogs, or a journal//diary of his. It’s so human; normal; fitting to this day in age.

No one wants to read anything that is perfect. Everything must have flaws-no book need be written without them.

Flaws are what make things closer to reality. The Bible is like an oxymoron; it’s a miraculous reality; immortal mortality; actual abstract; then but now.

It has all of these in it and it makes the Bible more interesting to read.

Hmm..just some random thought 🙂

Musing…

Muse [myooz]: verb. To think or meditate in silence, as on some subject.

Synonyms:
cogitate, ruminate, think; dream. ponder, contemplate, deliberate.

Sarah muses more often than much anything else.
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I find myself zoning in and out so often that I feel like I’m in another world half of the time. It’s quite obsessive. Sometimes, while I’m zoned out I still answer people, without realizing I did so. I have found myself zoning back in to my friend saying, “OK, thanks!” I reply, “For what?” You get my drift…

It’s sometimes annoying, because I have no clue what I’ve said when I’m musing…I have no clue how long it’s been since I was in that state, or whether I looked like a zombie or continued with my routine.

Today, I needed to work on my school work, but instead I found myself laying with my head on the book and dreaming of Hawaii. Why Hawaii? Well, because some of my family is there for business, and they sent me a postcard for my collection. 🙂
My aunt wrote of her adventures from the previous day. Some of that adventure included surfing…oh surfing…how I long to grasp that concept of being one with the wave. It’s on my bucket list to someday surf, and if you have to stick with the USA, what better a place than the oceanic island of Hawaii?

Top 5 Best Women Surfers:

5. Keala Kennelly-born in 1978, Kauai, Hawaii
4. Maila Jones-born in 1977, Loma Linda, California
3. Megan Abubo-born in 1978, Connecticut
2. Serena Brooke-born in 1976, Queensland, Australia
1. Layne Beachley-born in 1972, Sydney, Australia
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I know that when I do try to surf, I will be one laughing sight. But, that won’t stop me from fulfilling something that I believe will be an adventure of a lifetime, an invigorating experience, and a breath-taking, risky rush.

I can just muse for hours over what it will be like on the beaches of Hawaii.
*Smell: the sweetness of fresh fruit, growing on the trees and the salty oceanic air.
*Sound: the waves, melodiously swishing back and forth, back and forth.
*Touch: the sand between my toes and the breeze against my sun-kissed arms.
*Sight: the sun peering through the clear Pacific waters and the palm trees wavering in the wind.
*Taste: adventure

So, what are your dreams?

What’s holding you back from planning your way to pursue them?