Friday, July 25, 2014

Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest in the Fog

John and I spent the weekend away from Sariah for the first time and headed over to the Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest. The weather had been gloriously warm and sunny for many days and we planned on hiking a couple of harder mountains together since we didn't have to carry Sariah along.

By the time we arrived at our condo for the weekend, the clouds had rolled in and there was 100% chance of rain for the following day. But we didn't care because we were childless for the first time in almost two years and we needed the rest.

Instead of conquering new peaks, we headed out in the rain and made our way up to the Heliotrope trail. It didn't take long before we started running into quite a few hikers who let us know that the creeks were looking more like rivers in the miles ahead and everyone was turning around because they couldn't cross them. We continued in order to see exactly what these creeks were like on an extra wet day.

At one point, we removed our already wet hiking boots, tied them to our backpack and prepared ourselves mentally to cross a raging and frigid creek. John crossed first and I planned on going through right after him...but I freaked out. So there we were. Standing twelve feet away from each other, yelling as loud as we could because the creek was so loud we could hardly hear each other's voice. Our feet ached in the cold cataracts that continued to flow down as John encouraged me to take this route and then this other route. He told me he knew I could do it and that it looked scary, but the water was not deep and I could just hold on to these rocks on my right and run as fast as I could. He encouraged me and I loved him as I watched his hands move as he described each step to take at the top of his lungs. I didn't want to cross because I was scared. I didn't want to cross because I knew that if I crossed that creek I was going to have to cross it back. I didn't want to cross because my feet were totally numb. But I crossed because I was with him.

That moment in our hike reminded me of hundreds of moments throughout our 6 years of marriage.

Figuratively speaking, we have hiked many mountains and we have crossed frigid and raging creeks. We have seen beauty like never before and we have been cold, nervous, scared, but also excited. We have encouraged each other and we have been to places we would not want to go alone.

Our anniversary weekend was so different from what we planned, but I know everything happened exactly the way God intended it to be - and I am glad He directs our paths.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Six Years

It has been 6 years since I married the one I love.

In some ways it feels like we have been a part of each other's life since we were born and in other ways it seems like just yesterday he helped me get out of my wedding dress and remove the 60+ pins that held my curly hair up.

I could not have imagined the events that have become a part of our story over the past six years. We giggled every night when we went to bed together and no longer had to say goodbye at the end of a date night. We moved to a new city and discovered what it is like to live without community. We felt our tiny daughter move in my belly and we fell in love with our Creator all over again.

We have hugged. We have kissed.

We have been sleep deprived and we have felt discouraged.

We have laughed. We have cried.

We have apologized. We have prayed.

We have experienced some of our toughest days this past year and we have made a commitment to restore the walls and repair the foundation of our relationship. The last few months have been hard and humbling. Sometimes we feel like we are taking three steps forward and five backwards, but we are trusting that God is leading us to a place we could never arrive on our own.

"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland." Isaiah 43:19

We are holding hands, moving toward the promised streams in the years to come!

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Twenty-Two Months

  • Is loving the little pool in our backyard during these hot summer days
  • Sings with mommy - the cutest thing ever
  • Likes to chat with little babies
  • Asks for crackers and dip (aka hummus)
  • Is a very picky yogurt eater - Strawberry Tillamook is her favorite
  • Loves bounce houses and could bounce all day long without a nap, every day of her life is we let her
  • Goes on walks with her turtle toy
  • Is getting used to playing with sand
  • Plays her piano and sings daily
  • "Cooks" ice and beans while mommy cooks dinner
  • Still loves to clean
  • Asks to play with friends

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

So Loved

Sariah sure is blessed to have these two in her life!

We don't live as close to each other as we wish, but I am so glad my little one gets to spend time with her Vovô and Vovó. Family is the best!!



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