After pondering the fate of Steve from Blues Clues with Shawneen and another guy, after we parted ways and some how in my exercise induced delirium, I got a quest. No it didn’t involving hubcaps, and no it didn’t involve snow. I was walking to my car and somehow, maybe I ran in to it, I noticed that the back of a stop sign was painted brown. My quest was to see if all the signs are painted. I found only one sign on our campus that is not painted.
Mexico is coming insanly fast. And I like my pic so much that I won’t change it for a while.
What is this trip to mexico going to turn out like? Andrew and I were discussing the way that one little arguement could blow up and cripple our team down there. I am sad and worried. I long for the days of ignorance, when people’s problems were people’s problems and not mine. But they are because I have invested so much time and evergy (and money) in this trip and I am not going to let them stop me from doing what don’t know and I know God wants me to do. Some slaps and well placed comments, deep talks and deep pray are in order.
Just so gut wrenchingly beautiful.