PCC Retreat

This weekend was GREAT!! God is soo good... I really needed to be in God's house and family... though i'm no clearer on where God wants me to be, I'm a lot more at peace, knowing that He will open and close the doors for me in His time. my prayer is that I will be a living sacrifice for God, making the most of the opportunities He places me in... even if it's seemingly no fun and painful..aka.. sitting behind a desk.. He never said it'd be easy... I pray for patience in dealing with individuals, perseverance to keep close to His word, and a heart to pour His love out of...

I really need God's perseverance to make it through this summer glorifying God in all that I do, especially at work. just one day at work after coming back from retreat, I already feel spiritually weakened. I feel like I have seniorities again... having an offer for my next rotation, plus the fact that it's summer (and summer in my heart and mind is still fun and games) just sets the correct mood and environment.

^"But you, keep your head in all situations, endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, discharge all the duties of your ministry. For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." 2 Timothy 4:5-7. I want to be able to tell God one day that I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.

So at physical therapy today, after being laughed at for having a "peg leg," I got my first walking lesson since... let's see.. since I was 1?? boy, did I feel silly... well, hopefully i'll be walking normal in no time.. maybe even better than i did before!

just call me hoppity

so i'm now known as "gimp," "gimppity," and as my manager puts it, "hoppity." can't you just feel how excited i am by my new found fame? anyways, hopefully just one more week of this brace...

i ate soo much this weekend. i guess i come out of every weekend saying the same thing, but i really ate a lot this past one. and now it's really bad because i, believe it or not, have not participated in any form of physical activity for the past.. almost what 6 weeks??? craziness.. i did hit the driving range this weekend with the fam... one thing i can do with a huge brace one. well, perhaps if i hit the ball properly, i would not be able to do it with a stiff leg, but hey, i don't really know what i'm doing anyways. but still, i definitely would not define that as physical activity, at least not in my dictionary of terms.

i spent the weekend eating and chillin with the grandrents, aunt, uncle, and cousins. what a blast! it's always good to see family and see what's going on in our oh, so exciting lives. anyways, if you're interested, check out my very talented artist cousin's website. www.fayku.com

enjoy.. laters..

running His race... discipline and patience...

So my elementary/middle/high school friend got married this weekend. was lots of fun.. would've been funner if I could dance on 2 feet. Pretty crazy though.. we've been friends since 2nd grade... we were in brownies and girl scouts together, played soccer, the list could go on forever, so i'll spare you. I'll scan in some pics after i get her wedding photos back.

People say weddings are joyous.. and the tears you shed are tears of joy. I don't know though. At my wedding, I'd probably be shedding tears of sadness... it's sad.. your parents are giving you away to be with someone else. yeah, you'll still see family and all, but it's weird. I don't know... I'm sure those tears of sadness will turn into joy when I'm ready... gotta find a man first I suppose.

I went to watch the team I was going to play on get killed by the Central Jersey Wildcats. No surprise I suppose.. the Wildcats have a few National Team players, some international stars... Despite the fact that my team's keeper was getting killed, goal after goal, I just wanted to be out there soo badly.

I don't know what my deal is... not being able to play is really affecting work and everything. Running around really was my method of venting frustration... that's what made me happy. All I thought about today at work was how I want to coach kids at Victory Soccer Camp and how I want to teach and yeah... I'm so confused... I guess I gotta be patient. Perhaps God did this so that I would be forced to find my happiness in Him... in His word.... Discipline and patience... determination and endurance... run His race... not mine...