My time up in Alaska was short, but good! I was only up there for five weeks as opposed to my usual three months. It was a good time of seeing people that I hadn't seen since the previous summer and loving the Alaskan wilderness, a part of God's world that still seems to bear His fresh fingerprint! On September 26th, with fresh snow dusting the tallest peaks, I was able to carpool back to Bellingham with some really good friends from college. It ended up being a great road trip with some good laughs and crazy experiences in the great North. We saw lots of wildlife and witnessed fall in reverse the further we headed south. Golden leaves slowly turning back to green. God knew I needed more of autumn!
After a month of resting and enjoying fall in Bellingham, I flew out to Tennessee to see some of my closest friends. I met Josh, Nate and Rachael my first summer in Alaska (2006), all of us having returned every summer since. Each additional summer we grew even closer, sharing in wonderful camping trips, hikes, barbecues and jam sessions around a campfire . The most beautiful part of Alaska isn't the scenery, it's the long lasting friendships that you make while in the midst of green mountain giants. Anyway, I flew out to TN to see them and to experience Waffle House (a secret goal of mine)! It was a wonderful time of relaxing, enjoying my wonderful friends and their musical talents, and lots of sweet tea! We even went on a short road trip to Asheville, North Carolina and camped in the Appalachian mountains on a bee keepers farm.
But the biggest reason I wanted to fly to Tennessee, was to see my sister, Laura, on my father's side. Due to various circumstances in both our lives, we had never been given the opportunity to get to know one another. I saw this time of being unemployed and out of school as a God-send opportunity to spend some time with her and her family. Despite the desire (or societal pressure) to begin a career and to find my niche in this crazy world, I couldn't fight the obvious that maybe God wanted me to slow down and to listen to what he had to say concerning family and relationships. And I believe with all my heart, He has wanted me to get to know my sister and see the amazing women of God that she has become and the God fearing family that her and her husband have been building together. To be honest, I had no idea what to expect when I met her. The last time I had even seen her was at our brother's wedding seven years ago! But immediately I felt at peace and at home in her home! It was a great week of hanging out with this newly discovered part of my family. We had great discussions and I got to see what her life was like. It was hard to leave, the week had flown by. But I left with the hope that we would see each other again and that this visit was only the first of many more to come. God had been there with us in the midst of healing and learning about each other.
From Tennessee, I flew to Philadelphia and waited for what felt like ages for my brother (Nick) and sister (Annie) to pick me up. I waited outside the airport and even after they called me and we debated over where I was. I found out that i had exited the airport in the departures and my brother and sister were waiting for me in the arrivals section of the airport...where I should have been. This wouldn't have been so embarrassing except that this was the second time I had done this. That was a few weeks ago. Since then I have been spending time with my brother Nick, my sister Annie and my parents. Being here, away from beautiful Bellingham does have it's slow moments. And sometimes it even gets a little hectic and stressful being around various members of my family. But these are the people that God has put in my life, and put there for a purpose. Behind the chaos, hurt and destruction that is so apparent in them at times, I see a child of God, created in His likeness and capable of love.
I see this love the most in my autistic nephew, Ethan. I'll be honest, I've never been comfortable around the disabled and handicapped. I've never known how to just be myself around people that are different like that. In the past, Ethan has always lived with this biological father. Recently, he has come to live with his mother (my sister Annie) and at first it was a real challenge for the whole family. He is a 13 year old energetic little boy and is deceptively powerful. Sometimes the only way to control him, is to sit him on the couch and then sit with your legs draped over his lap. He will then sit still and start to calm down, but the funny part is he grunts as if your legs way as much as full grown elephant. It's his way of trying to make you feel guilty and to remove yourself. He also gets excited when he hears music and has a very unique way of dancing. The closest way I can explain his groove is to compare it to the African tribesman, the Watusi and their rhythmic jumping straight up and down. After spending some time with Ethan, I realize this is a boy with problems and that he needs love. Sometimes it's difficult to love him, but then I remember it's not my love but the love of God shown through me that he needs and wants. Ethan is very capable of love and my family is slowly learning how to respond and how to love him back. So here I am, thirteen days till Christmas and 26 days till I leave for Lisbon, Portugal with my buddy Josh! I'm learning to trust in Him and seek His blessings.