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Tuesday, November 12, 2013

So I'll Run..


I have decided to start running…

And before you ask, no. I have no intentions on running a marathon, or a triathlon, or any of that other witchcraft.

I just was watching a video and a guy was running, and I thought, “Hey, that looks easy.”

And I know it will so not be easy, but that’s the point. I have always hated running, and what if, before I leave for Rwanda, I confront all of the things I hate, and fear?

I’m going to do it. Sort of a preliminary bucket list. I am going to leave this country, not hating a thing, or at least having a better respect for everything.

I bought some running shoes, and some hiking boots. Before I leave, I want to run some trails at the Bosque, the Sandia’s, the Manzano’s, and I want to at least not feel terrible doing it.

This is somewhat of a Forrest Gump type thing I guess.

But I think it’ll be good!(:

Peace to you,

Dorothy.

11.12.13

Moving Forward..

     This morning, I woke up to my mom asleep in bed, the house quiet, and nothing done yet. Which I guess isn't that odd for some, but not in my family. I always felt like I woke up late compared to my family, but whenever I stay the night at someone's house, I realized that I wake up "ridiculously early!" as they would say it.
     But this morning she was asleep, and I asked her how last night was. Last night, she had a meeting with my aunt to finalize her divorce. And it actually started at 9 a.m. and went till 3 a.m. the next morning. But as she said they got it finalized, and it hit me.
     The way she looked, like she was just dead on her feet, but joyful, I think I have that a lot. Especially when I'm doing something for God.
     When you come back from a mission trip:
     It's pretty much like, well for me, it's my future, so it's like I spend a day flying, which I'm not too big a fan of, then you get there, are for a few hours are incredibly uncomfortable, it's either too hot, or too cold. It always smells funny, there are people bombarding you at the air port, then you get to where you're staying, and it's usually a very nice house, with either no heat, or no air conditioning. Then after a while, you don't really get used to it, you become a part of it. In America, everyone is encouraged to "be different," there, you become one with the people. You dance like they dance, dress, their dress, speak (very badly) their language, and for the time that you're their, that is your home, that is your life, that is your family.
     Then you get to the last day, packing, crying, hugging, telling stories, getting Facebook names, e-mails, and other things. There is so much emotion and for most, they are ready to leave and see spouses, children, friends, their own bed. And while that is true for you too, it's like being kicked out of the garden of Eden. It's your future, maybe not in that exact place, but it's like job shadowing you're dream job, and it's fun, and you are so excited and joyful, then all of a sudden you're working at McDonald's for the rest of your life (I mean no offense to McDonald's workers).
     It can be really depressing. I cried for about two weeks after I got back from Haiti, and I think the they were a mix of joy for what we had done and been able to see, sadness for the things we could do nothing about, missing the people and the places we had been, and sadness for having to come back to America.
     A mission trip, is a beautiful thing for the one who goes on it, and if you go with the right organization, it may be one of the best things you've ever done. I am a total supporter of mission trips, because that was where God gave me the confidence to fully peruse mission work as my life. It just makes me think of the saying, "There is joy in the journey."
     Go on your journeys, and go boldly, and go knowing you are loved, and the world is out there waiting for you. You are the only thing holding yourself back. You are in control of your destiny. You hold the keys, all you need to do is go forward with the.
     Go in grace.
Peace to you,
Dorothy.
11.12.13