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me and elise

dean castle

scotland. it was lovely. refreshing. we spent two weeks knocking on a lot of doors, trying to talk to people on the streets, and praying. we also went to a prison one day - i know where to go when i'm ready for marriage! i think i've found several willing candidates. heehee.

it was so nice just to be away from the reality of my life. i often trick myself into thinking that where i am, all the time, is reality. make sense? as if life doesn't exist out of my little bubble here in norway. i know there is life other places - in the states, in all the places i love, but it doesn't seem like reality unless you're really there. my reality lately has been filled with lots of tears, frustrated cries to God, wondering what the heck i'm doing next year. but... i've been incredibly desperate for God and i love that. i think He likes that too. i feel more peaceful now after going to scotland - meeting new people, doing things i wouldn't normally do, being part of a different reality. i know that when it's time for me to know what's next, He'll let me know. i have a feeling i'll be totally surprised, but until then i'm going to continue being desperate.

i'm thinking now... i'd love to write a funny story, but honestly - nothing that funny has happened the past weeks. my humor is lacking and it worries me. oh wait - on my myspace i wrote an incredibly sarcastic blog about this man i found on the internet - thought he sounded pitiful. seconds after i pushed "post blog", he commented. aghh!! he thought the whole thing was funny, but it scared the crap out of me! but other than that - nada.
so - here's to the hope of rekindling humor. cheers.