It Was Bound to Hit Me Some Time

Currently Reading Maskerade (A Novel of Discworld) By Terry Pratchett see related

Have you ever had a dream in which nothing happened?

Of course, given the strange dreams I've had, I could ask any number of odd questions here. "Have you ever had a dream you weren't a part of?" "Have you ever had a dream where random people bore remarkable resemblances to actors?" "Have you ever had a dream taking place at a taping of Celebrity Jeopardy!?" I could even branch out into my mom's experience and ask, "Have you ever had a subtitled dream spoken in a language you don't know?"

However, I'm not going there. The question I started with has slightly more of a point to it.

Last night, I had a dream in which nothing happened. There wasn't really even anyone in it. I just dreamed of being places, but in great detail.

Of course, those places were all over. There was school at Union in Tennessee. There was Garden Valley, Texas, the home of Teen Mania Ministries. There was a hotel in Helsinki, Finland. There was the orphanage in St. Petersburg and a camp in Luga, Russia, as well as dozens of locations from downtown St. Petersburg. There was a house in Ghent, Belgium, and a camp in Reutte, Austria. There was a hotel, a church, and a university in Bangkok, Thailand.

Have you ever had a dream like a montage?

Yes, somehow, I managed to semi-coherently remember TWO dreams I had in one night, though I can only imagine they were related. You know in cheesy movie segments, a few seconds of film becomes a snapshot in a touching collection of moments? I had one of those plucked from memory. And I was impressed by them, really... I remember thinking how perfect everything looked, since there's no way I could call up such details if I tried to remember.

Again, the moments came from Austria, Russia, and Thailand.

I've got the itch for short-term missions again.

This is good. This is a lot of energy I can put into preparing for GO Week in the fall, when we'll announce the trips Union will be offering next year. I'm on the GO Week leadership team, so I'll be helping organize the events of the week. (Maybe Suzanne Mosely will give us a preview of the trip list a little early?? Probably not. I guess it's time to be putting away money from my summer job to save up for traveling.

I'm currently listening to my iTunes, to a mix from my "Traveling Music," "Worship Music," "Thailand Mix" and "Garden Valley Mix" playlists. It's currently on a Russian Christian rock song.

Then I heard the voice of the LORD, saying, "Whom shall I send? And who will go for Us?"
And I said, "Here am I. Send me!"
--Isaiah 6:8, NKJV

The job at the rink continues to go well. It can be a pain putting up with the camp kids (there can be good children coming in, but as a group, camp kids are by default bad, I think), but otherwise, things are nice. It's a lot of hours, and fairly good work.

Over the Independence Day weekend, we went to a family reunion in Southern Illinois. I love Mom's side of the family; it's so much fun! We had somewhere around 50 people there, all from Mom's mom's side of the family.

We're very close for such an extended family. It rocks.

Otherwise, things are quiet. I'm plowing through summer fairly uneventfully. I've been averaging about two new books a week (plus I re-read Carpe Jugulum and my entire old collection of Calvin & Hobbes treasuries), and then I've been working, sleeping, and spending time with my wonderful family and our almost-human pets. It's been a nice summer, though I'm a little surprised it's almost halfway over.

Ah, well. No offense to Oklahoma, but I'm excited for school to start again.

Here's to getting back to school, to going back to the mission field again this year, and, while we're looking forward to things, to Christmas, only 170 days away now. :-)