An Actual Blog Entry

While Seminary on top of ministry have, in effect, taken all the writing energy I have (with the result being no blog entries), I was asked to write an article for Wesley Seminary's blog. It can be found here if you so desire to check it out!

I'm Still Here...Just Busy

For the one or two people who still check this blog now and again, I wanted to let you know that I haven't stopped blogging. Things got a bit crazy for awhile, and to be honest, in the midst of it all, I sort of forgot to blog. It just popped into my mind one day, and I realized that it had been a few months since I'd written something. Oops. My bad.

It all started in mid-December when we were sorting food for our Christmas food baskets that would be distributed to families around Aumsville. We had partnered with the local elementary school and our church had responded generously--not only donating food and money for local residents in need of food during the holiday season, but also donating 118 shoe boxes for Operation Christmas Child. I was like a proud momma. I was also blown away by individuals who were willingness to give, even when they might be struggling themselves. Our Mt. View family continues to amaze me time and again.

But we were sorting food, and it was raining, like normal. We can get some pretty windy storms through here, but this one was different. It started hailing pretty heavily, and the wind was almost shaking the building. Teresa, our Administrative Assistant and I ran to a window to check out the storm, and the tree across the street was almost blowing sideways! I even said, "Wow! That's like hurricane winds!" Little did I know. We shrugged and went back to sorting our food.

About 10 minutes later another lady who was helping got a phone call from a family member saying a tornado had gone through Aumsville. We were shocked! We hopped in our car and drove the 4 blocks to where it had gone through, and sure enough, one building was gone, roofs were missing, houses were moved off their foundation, and trees were snapped off and toppled. In an incredible stroke of good fortune, it had taken out one building and within a matter of feet, had hopped over the water tower, city hall, and the fire station. The response was amazing, and our church became a red cross coordination center for a week or so. This led us right up to the week before Christmas Eve.

*tornado pictures from kgw.com

Christmas Eve was a great time of worship, but it takes time and effort to put together another service, especially two days before regular, weekly worship. And to top it off, Mark was sick. He woke up Christmas morning, having preached two services the night before, with absolutely no voice. He spent the day writing me notes, and I had to call up our youth pastor on Christmas Day to let him know he was probably going to have to preach the next morning. I am thankful he responded with a great attitude, and we worked it all out. Mark was so sick he actually missed church, which takes a lot.

And then the traveling began.

I went to Wisconsin the week after Christmas to see my family. I got to see my sister, which makes twice in one year and was definitely a gift. We had a great time together, and it went by too fast. I had to get back to Oregon so that Mark and I could head out to The Gathering, a Wesleyan pastor's conference that happens every four years. We got to see so many people, which was the frosting on the cake, since all the sessions and breakouts were really good as well.

Wisconsin snow...NOW it feels like winter!

Paul Baloche leading worship at The Gathering

I returned, and after a month of craziness, it took a few days to get back in the groove of things. It wasn't long, though, before I had my ordination interview (yes, pending I pass my current class, I will be getting ordained this summer!), and school started again. And it was several weeks into my semester that it dawned on me that I hadn't blogged a single word of anything that had happened since November.

So, I have not given up on blogging. I am still here...just busy! I hope I will not fall into silent mode again, but I guess I won't make any promises. I'd hate to make a promise and not keep it. But I will do my best to show up here now and again, and if by chance it takes three months again, just know I am probably just sitting in front of my computer and writing assignments on preaching and I'll be back soon.

I Think He Missed Me...

Mark was on the campus of Indiana Wesleyan University this past week visiting some friends. There was also a research conference happening, so booths were set up for different veins of ministry and education, Wesley Seminary, being one of them. Apparently, this time around, I was the face of Wesley Seminary:

I still think it's weird to see my face on these signs...

But I also think Mark missed me when he was gone:

A student who knew Mark and I from Heritage Wesleyan Church was walking by and saw Mark taking this picture out of the corner of his eye and thought, "Who's that creepy guy pretending to kiss Jess?" He then took a closer look and realized it wasn't a creepy guy, it was a legitimate kiss from a husband :).

The Gift of Friends

A couple of weeks ago we were blessed to have some of our great friends visiting for a week. Steve, Amber, and their son, Lincoln came to visit from Illinois. Steve came out to help us with some sound stuff at the church, but we got the bonus of getting to hang out with them. Julie also was able to come from Colorado, and we had an awesome week together hanging out and just being together. Amber and Julie are two of my best friends from college, and they were also two of my bridesmaids in my wedding. Steve and Mark lived in the same townhouse our senior year of college, and since we don't live near each other, it is always a gift to be able to spend time together in the same place.

I am constantly reminded what a blessing good friends like this are. These friends knew us before we were married and walked through various seasons of life with us. They are people we just get to relax with, laugh with, and "be" with. And while we talk on the phone pretty regularly, getting to spend time together is always refreshing. We spent a lot of time at home hanging out and playing games, but we also got to head out to do a few fun "local" things like Silver Falls State Park and the downtown carousel.

Mark got to hold our purses and Julie's pink phone while we rode the carousel. Doesn't he look good? :)

Julie and I on our horses whose names I've already forgotten. They were something like "moonstar" and "liberty" but I'm not totally sure.

Lincoln and Steve rode a horse that didn't go up and down. I think Lincoln enjoyed it even though he was a little unsure at first.

What a cute family!

This picture makes me happy. It's the "girls" picture by South Falls.

We made the guys take a "boys" picture even though they weren't as gung-ho about it :).

Welcome to Oregon!

What a fun line-up! Steve and Amber made Mark carry Lincoln around as "practice" for some day down the line.

Lincoln "bouldering" with Mark as spotter. He was quite the climber. He practically scaled the booth in a restaurant one night, so this was nothing for him!

So cute!

Julie flew out seven hours later than Steve, Amber, and Lincoln, so we made a quick hop over to the coast at Cannon Beach for the afternoon to do a little hike. This is a crazy zoomed in view of the lighthouse at Cannon Beach.

Yep, that little rock out there is the lighthouse.

At the end of our hike at a viewpoint.

the gorgeous cliffs and rocks that typify the Oregon coast.

I am so thankful for this week we were able to have together. I feel so blessed to have them in my life and to be able to have times where we get to see each other, even when we live halfway across the country. This, combined with seeing Amber and another great friend, Christin, in August, has combined to make for a great few months of connections. I truly feel like the friends God has given me are gifts of grace, and I need these times to remind me to not take them for granted. Thanks, friends, for a fun week. Let's do it again soon!

Mt. Shasta & Lassen Nat'l Park

This past week Mark and I were able to take a Labor Day vacation. Finding an adventure we could pull off while still having internet access took a little time to figure out (apparently online school doesn't stop if you take vacation!). We finally settled on an attempt at climbing Mt. Shasta in northern California and spending some time in Lassen National Park. We were more than lucky; the weather was as good as we could have asked for. And even though we live near sea level, we were able to summit with nothing more than a shortness of breath and a slight headache that went away as we descended. Overall, the climb was amazing and challenging, and it was an awesome week! Here are a few pictures to document our journey...

The view from the pullout on I-5.

The mountain at sunset from the city of Mt. Shasta, CA.

At the trailhead getting our gear ready.

We took the Clear Creek Route up the mountain. The trailhead is at 6500 ft.

Our first steps up to our campsite at 8500 ft. at "the springs."


The view of our route. Obviously it's not exact, but the red line is relatively close to what we walked. We camped by the springs, where are the green patches by the red line lower on the mountain.

Our campsite at 8500 ft. at the springs. It took a little over an hour to hike up to this spot and we were able to scout out our route and talk to a couple people who were on their way down.

We woke up at 4:30am and began hiking around 5:15am. It was still dark but surprisingly warm. We were so thankful that it wasn't frigid and windy! It's never any fun to climb out of your sleeping bag when it's dark and cold :).

Since we followed a route and not a trail, there were several options of where to go as we went up. There were several "user trails" (trails made by hikers, but not official ones) and we ended up crossing the snow and scrambling up the rock to Mark's right in the picture above. Much of the route was scree (loose rock and sand) so it was nice to have semi-solid footing for awhile!

This was a class 3 scramble and wasn't as steep as it looks in the picture. I was thankful for the rock climbing experience I'd gotten this summer that helped with hand-holds and footing...thanks Danielle!

This was a random rock that we could see even from our camp. It sits at around 12,800 ft. We've heard it called the UFO Rock (because it is sort of randomly dropped on the shoulder of the mountain) and one lady who was on the summit with us called it the Pancake Rock because of the flat layers. I call it the Weird Rock. We stared at this rock for hours and it was so great to finally reach it. That alone felt like an accomplishment!

Of course we didn't take any pictures of the steep scree or snow climbing we did between the Wierd Rock and the summit. It was on the intense side and of course the camera never comes out in those times. This section was the most challenging, but in a good way.

Here I am on the summit! 14,162 ft. We summited around 12:15pm, making the climb a 7 hour journey.

Mark on the summit! A total of 7,662 ft. from the trailhead, and 5,662 ft. for the day.

We decided it was safer to come down a scree chute and not the steep snow we climbed up. Mark is down and out of the way of rock fall, and I am just beginning my plunge-step down the loose rock.

This is the steep scree and rock we had to climb down (and up!) between the Wierd Rock and the summit. It was actually easier going down than up, and I was very glad to reach the Wierd Rock and user trails again!

Mark ended up with a handful of sand and rock in his shoe after that part of the descent!

Descending the user trails and on our way to our campsite and then the car. By the time we got down to the car, my "descending legs" were exhausted! We were so excited to have accomplished our goal, and treated ourselves to a hotel room (instead of camping) so we could crash in an actual bed. I think we were out by 8 or 9:00pm!

Even though the next day was the Friday of Labor Day weekend, we were able to get a campsite at Lassen National Park. The hope was to be able t climb Lassen Peak and to see some of the other volcanic features of the park. This is the view of Lassen Peak from Manzanita Lake Campground.

The trail up Lassen Peak has been closed for repairs for awhile. We had been hoping it would be open (the Park and indicated it might be) by Saturday (the day we were there), but alas, they only opened the first half of the trail. We were able to climb the first 1000 ft. and still get a good view.

We even watched this guy get a ticket for jumping the fence and heading to the summit anyway (he wasn't the only one slapped with a $175 fine for doing this!). Do you like how discreet I was by taking his picture?

The other cool volcanic feature we saw was called Bumpass Hell. There were quite a few thermal pools/lakes, boiling mud holes, and interesting landscapes. The only downside? The sulfur smell :).

The view of Bumpass Hell from the trail.

We were even able to visit our friends Paul and Amanda and their son, Findley, for a couple of days, which was a great conclusion to our week. It was restful, but also a lot of fun to catch up with them and to chase Fin all over the place. He is almost three and full of energy! Paul and Amanda are also great people to hang with after an adventure because they are adventurers themselves. It's always fun to share stories and pictures with people who have done similar things at some point.

It was such a fun, exciting, challenging, and restful week, and I am constantly reminded that difficult tasks just need to be taken one step at a time. Even in the moments when I am nervous or scared, I only have to focus on each step I am taking at the moment, and before I know it, I have reached my goal. I love looking back and knowing I was stretched. This means that I grew in areas I wouldn't have otherwise, and I am reminded that I can do far more than I give myself credit for. It is also a great reminder why it's good to only be able to see so far in front of me. If I truly knew how hard this climb would be or how steep the scree or snow, I might not have even attempted to climb Mt. Shasta in the first place. But because I faced them in the moment, I was able to conquer my fears and reach the summit. Even though it was painful and hurt to walk for several days afterward, it was a reminder of where we'd been and what we'd done. The journey was worth every step.

Harvest Time

Now is the time for harvest. Here are a few pictures of the veggies that are growing on my plants. I am pretty continually eating cucumbers, zucchini, green beans, and onions from my garden. It's pretty awesome. Here are a few pics of what's growing. Since we lost our camera while kayaking (yes, this should be a post with pictures of us kayaking the North Fork of the Santiam River), I took these pictures on my cell phone - my 5-year-old cell phone :). Sorry if they're a bit blurry!

carrots. notice they aren't as "pretty" as the ones you buy in the store.

onions...I love onions, so I love that I get to grow them! they make my eyes water way more than the ones I buy though!

green peppers. I have red ones, too, but none of them are red yet.

the ever-expanding cucumber vine. we have to work to keep up with these guys!

zucchini. these are MUCH bigger than the ones you buy at the store!

roma tomatoes. I am getting one or two of these at a time. however, my plant has enough tomatoes on it to can bottles and bottles of salsa. if only they would turn red...

big boy tomatoes. i haven't had one red one yet, but there is an abundance of these as well. I can't wait!

Thanks again, Dad for helping me out! Hope you enjoy the update!