If I am willing to be patient there is still only a fat chance.

or better said.

My problem with patience is there’s a chance it won’t happen and I’m not a gambling man

really good.

Today, I was talking with my dear friend, Lyndsay. She is an amazing girl and I don't use this adjective lightly.
I think that she acts so much like Jesus and it is beautiful! While I was talking to her she asked me this and that about Japan.
I must have sounded a little discouraged about my language learning because she said something so perfect.
God knows Japanese really good.


blessings my friends!

Happy Birthday Jesus!

via: www.theatlantic.com

10 things

1. My brother is home and I love it.
2. We have the best Christmas tree ever.
3. This is a wonderful week.
4. Skiing is a lot harder than when I was 5.
5. My friends shouldn't go back to college till February.
6. Cookie dough makes me a better girl.
7. Winter solstice is over!
8. The Packers got that one loss out of their system so they can win till its over.
9. My wanderlust is contagious and has infected my mother and brother. I'm so glad.
10. Merry Christmas, my lovelies!

rest

I can't find who took this picture but I think it is precious. I found it on joannagoddard.blogspot.com.

Siri Nilsen

Take me back!

Disrepair

Disrepair by Sadie Arneson

little monsters

It is Christmas time, so here is a little treasure for your enjoyment, I would like to think of it as a gift to you but that doesn't really work cause I didn't make it.

Emory Allen decided to draw everyday for 80 days! This is it! I love it!

Don't go too fast cause then you won't see it all. Maybe before you should but on a good track, I listened to Worried Shoes by Karen O and the Kids, other good choices would include MGMT, Jonsi, Bjork, or Dance, Dance, Dance by Lykke Li (the later might be perfect).

anexquisitebeast.com

Day 39: Feed Me, is my favorite. Day 78: Night sky, is my 2nd favorite. Okay Day 85: Squatchy, might actually be my favorite. And #8 and #16... But it really doesn't matter, I hope you are visually captivated.

sign

I think that it the most beautiful, pure hearted thing I have ever seen in film.

Jesus, here I am your favorite one,

What are you thinking,

What are you feeling,

I have to know.

-Misty Edwards

ads.

Kay commercials are gross...

...and Volkswagen ads are cute.

This one comes about 3 times a football game and the little song gets stuck in my head.

repeatedly repeating its self and no one likes that.

My emotions got clogged up under the weather and I think I might sink. I got tooling around,

thinking about the day that mine would mean more. I planned to let this conglomeration of

ridiculous fall, but my persistent imagination never fails me. Letting it continue on, running

my mouth and my hopes up the wall, it helped nothing. Each time it was on its way down

something would catch the corner and slowly, inch by inch, it would find its pedestal. Now I

see that it is the same mistake, without eye contact and a full brain.

mutter

Lay me to rest, in the assuredness, that you are good.

Hold me now, in my fear and my doubt, that you are good.

I lay my head, in the dust and the filth but you still wait.

I pick up my feet, ready to leave, are you still there?

greatest

My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers is something my mama has been reading for years, sometimes she would pass her book to me so I could reap the benefits of the wise words to be found. I didn't think of it much till last year we had a speaker that encouraged us to read it, now they have a website so all I have to do it click on my little favorite button for it and WA-LA! It is so challenging, sometimes I just read the opening paragraph and then stop because that is enough to spin me.

You can find it here: utmost.org

Here is the on for November 10, that day it was like a spanking.

frolic

Adorable, right!?
By: arrow&apple

thanks giving

This is from thxthxthx.com and discribes some of my feelings. Peach pie is probably my favorite dessert excluding chocolate.

Thanksgiving holds so many sweet, sweet memories for me.

Since we have no other family living in the great state of Alaska we spend it with friends. Our group has changed from different seasons of life. One thing we do with out fail every year is make little candy houses with frosting and gram-crackers, it is my favorite! Also we have the traditional Turkey feast, sledding, and football. If the Packers play then I actually watch, if they don't I half watch while reading.

My first memories are running around with my siblings, along with the Zufelts and Beesons, we would play sardines (opposite hide and go seek) and I rocked at it cause I was the youngest and tiny. My best year I hid for more than an hour, unfound, underneath a sewing table. That was the one thing I was better at.

Yankeys and Kauffmans were my nearest and dearest through Junior high and the first years of high school. One year Mr. Yankey, rather than sticking the gumdrops to a little cracker house he started glueing them with frosting to his head! Both families have moved away, they are missed during the festivities.

This year we are just having the Needhams but Ramsey and Fran make up their own little family and MY BROTHER is coming home!!!! I am super excited!

It is Happy Thanksgiving Time!!!! After that comes Christmas you know!

wanted

Andrew and Carissa have been waiting to bring their daughter Rinah home from Uganda. Finally it has happened so to celebrate family, here is a film they made and something Carissa wrote. You can find them here: www.andrewandcarissa.com

'it was rather like looking down from a high hill onto a rich, lovely plain...' csl

Every day we wake up feels like Christmas. I light a candle and open the cupboard, while tea water is boiling, to pick out my favorite tea cup. These simple things, they make me want to kiss something.

It's all I can do to be quiet in the morning and not purposefully wake Rinah up. I am the mother here, I shouldnt be the one waking up the jet lagged household.

Soon I hear stirrings, and the day begins. A day that feels so new. And here we are, a family, at last. After such a long time of waiting.

We made a film, and wanted to share it, to hopefully, somehow, show our gratefulness. maybe you will be able to see it through our faces, in our smiles, somewhere. We have felt your support, love, and encouragement. And those things have made this sweeter than ever.

I love plants,

like some people love animals.

Do you see that white fluffy thing in the back? Gorgeous!
Yesterday, I was going to pick up some spinach for salads at Kelsey's house during the creation of our set list however instead I wandered into the floral department. This is a dangerous place for me, it takes up my time quicker than I realize and I always have to buy something. There is the color of course, then the texture, but to top it off the smell! All this to say, rather than buying dinner I bought a big bunch of greens that smell like Christmas and look wonderful on the table.



All flowers, styling, and photos by Amy Merrick of An Apple a Day.

Egg sandwich.

The very thing that has made many a day better.
Grilled Rosemary Herb Bread spread with Pesto
One Fried Egg covering a handfull of Caramelized Red Onions
with Fresh Tomato in every bite. Every Bite.

Poison & Wine

I know that this video has been posted everywhere for two years now but it is profoundly perfect so enjoy it again.

lets just say it is sick...

MI3 Part 1 .uk

My mom told me about it, but I think my brother probably found it.

itchy feet.

I am dreaming of travel all the time. My feet are itchy from staying in the same place for so long (as Kate would say). In my faithlessness I worry that Japan isn't going to work out, which makes me gasp for a new faultless plan. A plan that won't fall through and will get me far, far away from this little frigid town into the land of unknown, where everything is new and I feel like I am going to miss my train stop.
My back up plans are superficially comforting but when I am honest with myself there is no point because all of my new plans are silly compared to the call I feel toward Japan.

Here are some lovely photos of travelers.


Photographs by WeLiveYoung

"You can't stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes."
From my favorite childhood character, Winnie the Pooh

in.

My delightful alone time will include.

Food: Bad Asian Noodles, Cookies&Cream Bar

Magazines: Travel with Afar, Fashion with Elle

Music: The Civil Wars, Imogen Heap

Installing: Rosetta Stone Japanese Level 1&2, Final Cut Express

and various other things that distract me.

Here is a picture that I happen to adore.

10 things

My head is scattered with too many bits and pieces to formulate any good paragraphs and today I realized that the reason most people look at this blog is to figure out where in the world I am and I have only been post things from other creative people so here is ten things that are going on with me. (To my dear Ramsey Jo: I am not going to proof read this so don't judge me.)

1. Japan, Japan, Japan! I have been waiting for the last months for some paper work from my church, last Sunday night I had a meeting with the mission board and things sounded positive for them to be signed very soon! Then I will begin the support raising phase of my trip. Hopefully I will be flying over the ocean blue to Tokyo by the end of January. My goal is to get there before my birthday in February so I can still be a teenager, weird, I know, you would think I would want to spend it with my family but I have this weird thing about 20 being super old and not having accomplished enough to be 20... rant over. and
Number 2: It is now very very wintery in Alaska! We have enough snow the Cross Country Skiing trails to be ready, to snowmachine (snow mobile), and to sled. I have yet to do the later two, but skiing was quite enjoyable.
3. Being American I have a disadvantage of not knowing Celsius like the rest of the world, among other things, so I am trying to learn it. Today it was FRAAAAA-reezing! -7 F = -27.6 So now I have to plug in my car, Ingrid (I named it this before I lived in Norway and knew any Ingrids) , so it will start.
Four. I am currently struggling to be creative, my song writing has been different than usual. I think my melodies are getting better but my lyrics are struggling, I can write really great 1/2 songs. Does anybody want some half songs to play with and finish? Colabs???? seriously. Also since I recorded, I really really want to get in the studio again, however, I don't have one, so I dream of microphones and friends that know how to use them often.
#5 My current art form is embroidery. I just started today and these things don't normally last long with me but I am enjoying it right now!
6. I am trying to make little booklets with everything a supporter would want know about my trip and it is going terribly. I can't get them to look write and my writing is scattered and you can pretty much tell that I am ADD, so my sister (the really smart one) she is going to tear it appart when I am done and I will start again. Prayers please!
7. November is Movember for men and I wanted to have a theme month too! So November is Sadie better living month, except I started a few days late and hopefully it will last longer than a month... so basically the theme is a bust and I should come up with a different theme like wool sock month but anyways!!! it includes daily skiing/running/yoga pick one, more whole grains, less animal product foods, more cleaning, more reading, more creativity, ect.
8. I ordered Rosetta Stone.
9. I have been meaning to clean my hard drive for a month now so I can dabble in film again. procrastination.
10. My visit to Norway was good and I have been back for a while now. Extremely vague, I know, but I hate to write about old news but I like to talk about it so we can chat if you want to know. :)
Congrats if you made it to the end of this.

and I am super stoked my dear brother is coming home for Thanksgiving!!!!!!

Looks like a fun party to me!

Isn't this design fabulous!
By Grady McFerrin, WW.GMILLUSTRATION.COM

freight

"I think someone must be praying or I am extremely unfortunate."

Photos by Charles Bergquist.

tune

Thank you Wendi, for showing me this talented man. He is often blasted before sleep comes. Thomas Dybdahl.

crystal.

--Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
This book that Katie read and then I read, we both liked it a lot.

kid.

Okay, Mindy Kaling.

She is best known from the office and I haven't seen her in many other things. She isn't my favorite but this quote/picture made me laugh and cry a little bit.

"People think I'm exaggerating when I say that I was a happy child who you could not tell was male or female," she says.

snow.

We have so much snow! This is the only song that is perfect for the day.

abnormal

I was talking with a dear friend last week and she reminded me of my 17 year old self and the hopes to work at Mat-Su Regional Hospital. I had my life planned out. I would become a nurse, live in the valley, and hopefully have a happy Alaskan family that went on weekly adventures in the forest. It was a good plan, everyone who asked what I was doing would nod and talk about the great benefits of being a nurse. It was practical.
I had forgotten those dreams completely. When that is what I aspired to my world was so much smaller, my imagination and expectations were limited. Since letting God have my plans and falling free, I see that I was not made to live a cookie cutter life.
Sometimes I look at those goals and want them back because the uncertainty gets the best of me. I look at my siblings and friends and want their degrees, to be normal just for a couple years. But I would never trade in my travels, friends, experiences, or rough weeks, missing too many people to count, and feelings of "Where do I belong?" for a state side college degree and security.

Birdy

I just found Birdy and I am in love! Super stoked for her full CD at the end of this month!
Enjoy!

protester.

Oh my goodness...


This is my general statement about politics among the average public of America: Adults acting like children.
Now this is only one example so I am not really being fair, but growing up in the great land I have heard a lot of uneducated ranting and seen a lot of mud slinging.

"Golden Tree" by Martin Brooks from Ninian Doff on Vimeo.

A What?

I work at a cafe therefore I get to participate in classic American customer service. Basically by the end of the day I am a big cheese ball with all the "How's it going?", "Oh, sure that would be no problem!", and "Thanks so much!". My personal favorite is "Have a good one!", it is a super ambiguous saying, yet we all use it 100 times a day. I personally think we sound like old fisherman. Never the less I can't stop, because it is so stuck in my head!
So I am waiting anxiously for someone to ask me "A good what?" Then my stammering should cure me.

I love TOMS holiday collection!
See it here.

as a

This is so beautiful.

pet peeve

Can we just clear this up? Singer-songwriter is not a genre of music and neither is indie.
They describe the situation, not the sound.

blue ribbon.

I think these images are first rate. They are by Parker Fitzgerald, you can find him here.

Good morning at 1am?

Lag means to fall behind in movement, progress, or development, so just add an airplane and time and you get jet lag.
I crossed the ocean blue 10 times zones yesterday and I don't feel as if I am lagging, I feel like I am running a different race.

to be named.

I have always wondered what it would be like to choose a name for a child. It must be hard, thinking of some sounds to put together that will follow this bundle of joy for the rest of their life. When I went through my hippie stage I was convinced that Oceanna was the most beautiful name (okay, so I still like it) but now I am not so sure it would make it on my top ten for baby names. As a little girl I always wondered about my name, my parents really had no basis for liking the name Sadie. As I grew older I learned lots of people liked that name, however, they choose it not for their little human girl but for the dog and cat variety.
All this to say, I have to choose a name and it is hard.
Recently, while visiting Ålesund, Norway, I recorded a song in the studio. Just one song, but still it is enough basis to have a page on the internet dedicated to my music in hopes that someday one will turn into some. The name Sadie is already taken in the music world twice over so I had to get creative. I have a spread sheet full of my favorite things, various Norsk words, and other musings. When I liked this one I typed it nice a big, cause it has to look good too. This is my favorite so far, but the jury is still out.

What do you think?

pretty.

I am drawn to almost all things French. Does that make me super American?

someday

via: ohhappyday.com

known.

I love this song. It is my theme song for my way home traveling.



Airplanes - Local Natives

This was my coming theme.



Isbells - Reunite

via: www.sharenator.com

bring cheer.

I love this.

by STREET ART UTOPIA

Simply Lovely

Bergen, Norway
It had me completely charmed.

Someone Like You - Adele

never knew.

via: nawasaka.tumblr.com

"I used to listen to good music, now I just listen to the top 40. That is were the money is."
-Karlis

once i spoke the language of the flowers. shel silverstein

http://windoodles.tumblr.com/

This is brill!

To be cool.

There is always a recipe in my mind of what makes cool. If I meet someone and they can sketch anything, it automatically makes their cool factor go up. It sound juvenile, so yes, it probably is but as I go through life spending my time here are some things that I would like to do that will most likely raise my cool factor.

Learn to sketch, like really well.
Have a wall that is completely chalk board.
Learn to make the best food.
Be a barista champ.
Know how to design graphics.
Have an EP.
Live everywhere.

Things I believe have raise the factor.
Being from Alaska.
Living in Norway.
Singing in public.

Yes, I do realize this is ridiculous.

Dear Kauffmans.

Thank you for showing me that you can indeed pick up and leave. Do something scary and bring your family along for the ride. However, I wish someone else would, cause it is nice to think that when I come home things will be the same and we will be easily gathered into one nice group. So long, farewell.

Is that iced?

Do you ever feel like Greenland is looming over the map like a big giant question mark waiting to be discovered?

title.

I no longer know what this blog is for.
It has been brought to my attention that it has a depressing name.
I suppose the best thing for it would be a place for my art.
Currently it is an outlet, a place to for a few minutes process my thoughts, but when I think about just tossing my thoughts on the internet it seems weird.
Tomorrow I get my hair cut.

torn.

I feel a bit torn, in one million directions. In a less dramatic way...

plural.

We can not serve both God and money.
Stated, right there in front of us however most of us attempt to do this very thing. Isn't this the story of the American church? No wonder the church shows little signs of generosity and community. I am being general and vague but when Jesus said to clothe the poor he didn't say other people do it, he told us to. What is money to him? Can't he tell a disciple to go catch a fish and he will find money there!
My mind won't shut this off! I can see it everywhere and yet look at me sitting in my large room with my mac book. I am part of this scary cycle. Lucky for me I don't feel quite as tied to the security of money as I was a year ago and generosity and hospitality is becoming more apart of my nature.
So here is to the pondering of a big huge scary problem, to the future of making a difference and giving more, and to finding community where the big empty houses rule.

fellowship.

fellowship |ˈfelōˌ sh ip|

noun

1 friendly association, esp. with people who share one's interests : they valued fun and good fellowship as the cement of the community.

Today, I came away from a coffee date and had experienced true fellowship.
I read this article, or half of it that would put most of my gatherings to shame.

http://bible.org/article/christian-fellowship

We need to encourage each other!

all in.

People who are self motivated make me want to be better. I am self inspired which I consider a desirable quality however when I am not motivated by others being self inspired results in nothing making it completely meaningless.

This last week the power of the list has ruled my life and I have been so productive, the deadline, the people, the product all encouraged me on my way and my time was so well spent. Now the amount of time spent was unhealthy and my stress levels were uncomfortable but I was happier than usual and did a little tiny bit of art which is more than I have done in a whole month.

I might just have to write some lists.

break.

I am not blogging for a while...

I'm home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

bye bye.

Today I said goodbye to my dear Katie. Top 3 saddest goodbyes ever.

lonely?

Here is the photo series I worked on with Andre. The tape says "I'm fine." and on the person next it says "Thanks."

We really liked our final product.

pox.

Ken Robin got the chicken pox. poor guy.

It brought back a flood of memories when I had the chicken pox, and my mom taking care of me. I had so much fun counting them with her and taking baths with oatmeal. It was a terrible test of self control, wanting so badly to scratch and itch and itch. I remember wiggling all through my body trying so had not to! I had to wear mittens to bed.

Most tragically, I missed my kindergarden musical, in which I was the star, the blue flower! oh well.

I got them from the Smithwick kids! I strategic play date made by the mothers. So funny.

thanks mama.

Intermission.

I don't know, but I will find a new dance somewhere along the way.

I don't, I don't know, but I will find a dance, somewhere along the way, way, way, way.

Spinning in circles all around you, I got my tangled hair behind me and my arms free to surround you together only, falling into loves imperfection leaving this evening with my heart and both my shoes.

Melancholy moments come, hope will need restored in time.

It doesn't hurt if I am numb.

I point my toes, tilt my head and keep a steady grin, oh if I could only keep a sure and steady balance. As the moon light shows, I will dance alone. As the moon light shows I will dance.

Take my bow.

Tonight I will sing these words with Alida as Hanna dances for the Grand Finale.

i like.

I like writing lists of wonderful things.

the smell of cedar. old chairs. cold pizza. cosy time. lace. presents with bows and for no reason. Indian tea. good books. tile that has real color like deep blue and red. chocolate made by German speakers. berries and grapes. when you can feel the creativity and forward thinking oozing out of someone. a good day dream. when someone gives me their old clothes because they want me to be the one to wear them and like them. turkey turkey. learning a new doodle. pleasant sounding laughter. three year olds. running to somewhere. good sketches. the idea of decorating for a party. a new weird song. patterned skirts, leggings, and pants. accents. daisies, dandelions, and sunflowers. if you are still reading this you are a champ.

Profound.

I am reading this guy's book "Crazy Love" right now.

umm...knock knock

We be awesome.

Katie and Sadie.

ending.

Currently, I am fading out. I have taking all the pictures and art off of my wall and cleaned out the closet. I started putting things in m suitcase and it is really nice, a bit premature considering I will be here for 2 more weeks but I got motivated and I feel it is natural. I need a long time to process things so I guess it is good to start early.
A bitter sweetness is coming over these last days with my sweet friends. We are all excited for the reunions we will have at home, but we know that we won't be seeing each other again and most likely the community that we have here will be very hard to find again.

Tomorrow we will display our Loneliness Projects at the cafe and the rest of the week we will have teaching on "Keep the Fire Burning".

I don't know if I said this or not, but I didn't get to make my final project due to the inability to walk and I was sick, as we say it here "I have spiders in my throat and cotton in my head." I have been in bed for two weeks, therefore no film. Super sad! It was going to be my last art piece.

Okay, this is really depressing.

There, there...

latest Norwegian experiences.

Eurovision: each country in Europe sends a singer or group to a competition. It is outrageous, and I got totally into it. Youtube, Eurovision. I was super disappointed with the winners though.

17th of May: Basically this is Independence Day. The tradition is watch the parade, wear traditional dress, and the kids get to eat as much ice cream and hot dogs as they can. I was more into Eurovision, but get a bunch of Norwegians all dressed up and they are a beautiful sight to see...

the randoms of today.

Well, this weekend I made a video with my dear Aubrey for her 1 year mark of dating her boyfriend. I find it pretty hilarious. Find it here.

Today, I saw the cutest kid in the word, Jeanette Marie and she had a shovel with a long shovel and was pretending it was her crutch... She wants to be like me! So cute! I wish I could bring her home.

I started actively working my final project today. I went and bought some pots and plants, so that they can be destroyed and I shot a little bit when the rain finally subsided.

Currently, I am sitting in the studio recording the song that I am doing my video to with Brian and Alida.

Tomorrow is 17th of May with is NORWAY day. So we eat a lot of fabulous food, go to a parade, and dress up.

splash.

A swimming endeavor back in Vienna.

medical records.

Okay, so here you can kinda see the day after damage...

and also that I haven't shaved for a bit, minor detail.

from my toes to midcalf, lots of swelling. and bruising.

smash.

On the way to play a lovely game of soccer, I decided it was a good idea to test out Andre's new and improved longboard ...so after a two second long board endeavor, I sprained my ankle. Unfortunately, it wasn't one of those cutesy sprains that you wrap in an ace bandage and hoble around till you forget about it like in 1st grade. It swelled up in 10 minutes to a nice round ankle (estimation, half a tenis ball), so today I am on crutches and hoping to be rid of them in a couple days. I have gone through more Tylenol then I do in a year and feel quite useless.
Prayers for a good night sleep tonight and good humor as relay my not so flattering story.

"I'm out"

Today we played some volleyball... then.

I went swimming in the sea.

Behind a factory.

Fully clothed.

repeat 3 times.
I forgot it was salty.

The ladder we climbed up was super sketchy and we all got barnacle cuts.

It was quite delightful and I got some crazy out of my blood.

Then we rolled down a hill.

Then I left, by myself suddenly. Only saying a quick "I'm out." I guess no one really heard me. I think I have a brain malfunction of some sort because I do this. Totally engaged one second and then abruptly I feel the need to leave, in that minute. Impulsive and unpredictable, generally it comes off as rude or moodiness, both wrong but understandable and two qualities which I would rather not be associated with.

home.

in exactly 1 month,

I will put my two feet on Alaska's face.

woohoo.

music: HOME by Edward Sharp and the Magnetic Zeros

(This has been a favorite for a while but now it is my most favoritest.)

reverse.

When you look up synonyms for reverse, a thesaurus will give you: backward, invert, upside down, turn inside out, swap, switch, veto, and over ride. But none of them mean the exact same.
I am experiencing reverse culture shock, but it isn't completely reverse because this isn't my home culture either. To make matters more complicated I am in a multicultural home and all 25 of us are experiencing the same thing.

Over all it is splendid to be reunited with my lovely friends, to have a closet, and feel at home. However, when I am alone I feel quite restless. This morning I awoke to two sick and sleeping roommates. I wanted to shower and get dressed but I couldn't choose from my closet, I wanted to pull my dirty clothes from outreach out of the hamper. I wanted the all too familiar jeans that I had worn nearly everyday on outreach because I no longer had the capacity to choose. Then I got super sad over this and stood, just standing, looking, into a closet full of clothing. Then I stared at Katie, willing her to wake up so she could instruct me on what to wear. This didn't work and by then I was incredibly confused and frustrated at being "such a girl" and have problems with a simple task that I got back into bed.

Another time today, I felt so out of place, I wanted to run away but I couldn't think of a single place I desired to go. So my cure was to watch a tv show on the internet for some free entertainment and a way to get my mind to stop.

I was feeling weird earlier so I talked with my friends and hung out, we are sharing our experiences and so confused about what was good and what was hard. Today was up and down and all around, it was suggested by Jostein that I write about is, so here it is, maybe you can make sense of the jabber.
hadet bra.

mmm what you say.

She asked me,"Deutsch or English."

I responded, "Yes."

doneions.

Outreach is over. Tomorrow, I will fly to Norway.

We have been doing debriefing in a cabin in the hills of Austria for 3 days.

It was really delightful! This morning, we were met at our door by a cute band dressed in traditional Austrian clothes! Each May 1st they go to each house and play for the people living there! It was the most lovely surprise!

Today, we drove back to Vienna, I drove for part of the time. It was quite fun to be behind the wheel again, but quite weird to drive a 9 passenger, crapped out van in a foreign country and guessing exactly what the signs mean, but I only did the easy part in the middle on A1 the whole time.

I am ready to go home to my home away from home, but so glad for the time we had. One more month and I will be flying home to AK. Time flies when you are having fun!

So, there it is outreach behind me, we have done so many different things: a program for previously homeless men, feeding people on the street, street art and evangelism, teaching about art and prophetic, youth groups, concerts, children's program, working at a coffee house, refugee camps, and my personal favorite (trumpet noise) English Club!

bliss.

my minutes in Germany were spent frolicking in a field, peeing in the woods, and staring out the window...

hmm...

I love my team. We are like a crazy weird dysfunctional family. Nine international art people, you can't even imagine the shenanigans. Today we did some serious scrubbing on a house, I feel so accomplished after a good day of practical work. Then all the girls hopped in the car, climbed a fence, and jumped in a small lake.