My favorite thing to do next to running. I love going. Driving is a great way to do that in case anybody was wondering. I love driving because you have a destination, a mission, a goal to complete. You are going somewhere, doing something, seeing people, conforming to the system of traffic which for the most part flows smoothly (sorry the engineer in me really loves that part). It is an adventure. It is quality time (the biggest way that I feel loved besides food). Driving is thinking and praying time, or if I have the pleasure of transporting other people it is a number one way to get to know them.
So yeah. Driving.
I’ve done alot of it the past two weekends. And since this blog is about keeping up with me I suppose I should share.
Last weekend I left Friday after my classes headed towards PA to visit a family I met in New Mexico last summer. (Read about it here). They are originally from PA and now serve as missionaries to the Navajo people and were home for a couple of months. Some people might say that 5 hours one way is a long way to drive just to see some kids but when you don’t know when you will see them next and compare it with driving to NM and just the pure awesomeness of these kids it all it is totally worth it. Plus I had some extra adventures along the way.
My drive took me through 4 states including OH, WV, MD, and PA. The WV part (that stands for West Virginia) involved driving through Fairmont. Now, this is a special place because a special person (namely Auntie Linda) lives there. So on my way through Friday evening I stopped and had a wonderful surprise visit with her.
I spent the day Saturday playing with previously mentioned awesome children. This included (but was not limited to) rubber band wars, riding down a hill in a wagon, playing a board game, going for a hike and building a fort.
The next morning (April Fools better known as Palm Sunday) I drove back to that state called West Virginia and (being the good pastor’s daughter that I am) attended church. But not just any church, this particular one is run by some very dear family friends and I walked in and surprised them. (I do like surprises). It was great to see them :D So after that I finished driving back to my city and that concluded last weekend’s travels.
This weekend (A very important weekend because of EASTER) I wanted to be everywhere with everyone. I have never not been home for Easter, I wanted to visit my sister in Steubenville, and I really missed my Valley Harvest family here in Marietta. So yep, you guessed it. I did all three.
I drove home Friday after my soccer practice and went (dress) shopping with Mother Dear and Aunt Linda who were most helpful. Then I saw Joey ride his bike WITH NO TRAINING WHEELS (sniff sniff, tear, they grow up so fast). And got to hang out with the family which is hard to describe how glorious and refreshing this always is. AND my Mother made me spaghetti (which means she loves me).
Saturday I proceeded to drive to Steubenville for a Catholic Easter celebration with my sister (and as a result my Nicaragua people who I also love). Now, I have never been to a Catholic Easter before but I heard it would be awesome and it was.
There was of course a three hour mass that I had to endure but really it wasn’t that bad. In fact, there were some really cool parts. For example, they start the mass with fire, which is my favorite. And even though the readings take a long time it is good to go back and remember what everything is all about. It reminded me a little of going to see Handel’s Messiah; the overall experience takes a long time and there are definitely some dry parts, but the overall declaring of God’s kingdom is “totally wicked!” (Name that movie quote).
Also, there were some really cool parts, like the Hallelujah Chorus part of the Messiah. Oh yeah that reminds me, that part was when all the Catholics, who haven’t said hallelujah for 40 days start singing and shouting Hallelujah! Christ is Risen! Yeah. I gotta say. Pretty Awesome.
And then, there was an Easter party with food and music and dancing until 4 am. Which was a blast.
Then, (back to the title) I drove back to my city to join my family at Valley Harvest to celebrate Easter morning :) It was wonderful to be with everyone again and I do love it here. And, I got to have dinner with some of my favorite people.
One thing I have learned the past 2 years. I love going, and I hate leaving. I love going to see people and have new adventures and I am grateful for my many experiences and relationships but it is always hard when I have to leave because I want to be with everybody all the time.