s a d i e // r o s e

3.11.2015

Rules for Self Discovery:

1. What we want most;
2. What we think about most;
3. How we use our money;
4. What we do with our leisure time;
5. The company we enjoy;
6. Who and what we admire;
7. What we laugh at.

— A.W. Tozer

3.07.2015

lakeside

I like to call this one "grab your homework, load up in the van. We're going to the park".

12.30.2014

words by Nick M.

"Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury. It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps. Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. Travel is “Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home. "

11.25.2014

flagstaff daytrip

So basically how this trip came about sounded something like this:

me- "Courtney, I told her(friend studying at NAU) I would come visit her before Thanksgiving; does Sunday work?"

her- "I think so!"

Then we threw blankets, coats and snacks(of course) in the back of the little white Sonata and drove on up. Both of us marveled at how we were finally old enough to do something like this without parents or adult supervision and jammed to mixed CD's all the way up. Arriving in Flagstaff, I parked the car and hopped out in search of a restroom, only to be greeted by 28 degree weather and kajillion mile and hour winds. Naturally, Courtney and I ran squealing the whole way into the bathroom and the whole way out, while the natives smiled and shook their heads.

We met up with our friend and she showed us around the beautiful, tree-littered campus, then up to an imposing wooden church on a hill where you could look out over the city, and observatories and animal clinics so stashed away in the forrest you'd have no idea they even exsisted unless someone knew how to find their dirt roads. Whipping and whirling winds battered our ears so we'd periodically run into shops and coffee houses to escape (simultaneously serving our CONSTANT desire for fluffy coats and warm drinks). I had such a blast just getting to talk and laugh and crack inside jokes instead of texting them and interrupt a sentence knowing I wouldn't offend and just BEING WITH THOSE FRIENDS.

With thanksgiving just around the corner, its easily apparent that I have been blessed in abundance: from my sweet friends to my older brother, a running car or parents that taught me how to budget. And more than anything the blessing of CONTINUAL grace and love I receive from my Savior. HAPPY THANKSGIVING.