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A Lot of Good


There’s been a lot of good this week. Fall has begun. We are easing into the holiday season and I have a feeling that baby steps are best.

I bought a few candles and I’m ignoring anything red and green. Not because I don’t like early Christmas (Merry Halloween is my motto) but because I have a sneaking suspicion that I will not be as emotionally teflon as I had hoped when I start to hear those holiday melodies. The Macy’s homeware section is already off-limits.

Brother came over from Oahu for his 20th birthday and brought the sweet and lovely Jen with him. Games were played, movies were watched, and Oreo dirt cake was eaten. We passed another bittersweet milestone as we celebrated the second family birthday since Mom died. Megan found something a few weeks ago that we knew would bust the tears out but we did it anyway. It was just too good.

She’s been reading through Mom’s journals and mining the treasure trove of thoughts and prayers Mom recorded. Okay, it’s not all profound. There are a lot of grocery lists, corny jokes, and half-written recipes. I haven’t been ready to dive into it yet but I’m grateful for the gems Megan has discovered. Several weeks ago she happened upon an entry written on October 4, 2001. Sam’s tenth birthday. The pages recorded his party and his presents and what his little ten-year-old self was like. And then she started praying.

“For the man he would be in ten years, on his twentieth birthday.”

She praised God for her son, this gift. She asked that he grow in strength of character and wisdom. She trusted he would be a man of God as he entered his twenties. Sam read it out loud as long as he could. Then Dad gave his best effort. We all cried the good, shared kind of tears. God knew we needed it. And Sam will have those words to treasure the rest of his life.

Then we all ate a lot of chocolate pudding with crushed cookies. Because we have dirt every October 4th.

On Friday, I ran somewhere between 5 and 6 miles with some marathon trainers. Those women are beasts. The really sweet, beautiful, kick my butt at running kind of beasts. But I will keep going back for more because the trail was along the coast and nothing gets your mind off of burning pain like paradise to the right of you.

My precious ex-roommate Karisa and her new and improved roommate Husband Shaun came for a whirlwind Kona trip. We woke up ridiculously early on Saturday to see people begin a ridiculously long race – the 2011 Ironman. Every year this town expands by five or six thousand people for two weeks in October. Two thousand of those people are wearing spandex and riding bikes most of the time. Driving is hazardous and shopping is nuts. But it’s good for the economy so three cheers for triathletes.

Waking up at 5 to see the start was hard enough...actually doing the race? Yikes.

On Sunday, we baptized 40 people after church. Baptisms always get me choked up. It’s such a tangible representation of lives changed and mission fulfilled. I always flash back to being 12 and hearing Mom and Dad talk about the Great Adventure we were embarking on as we moved to Hawaii. When I see people of all ages and ethnicities emerge from the bay to the south of our church, I see the fruit of a hard fought great adventure fulfilling the greatest commission ever given. And I know that God does work all things together for good.

So, there’s been a lot of good this week and I am a grateful girl. Brother entered the twenties, thousands of triathletes will start exiting our little Kona roads, forty people entered a new season of Jesus-following.

And I ran 5 miles.

 

 

 

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Zip Zip


On Monday, Daddy Bill turned 56. Yep, the patriarch is another year wiser. Now, one of my mom’s many talents as you will recall was making every holiday a BIG deal. She also had the talent of being the only person I knew that could get Dad to follow a plan he didn’t make. Put those two missing pieces together, and you have a Dad who thinks he is getting away scot-free on his big day.

Lucky him though – he’s got devious daughters. Little sister master-minded the Great Birthday Adventure. And the twins aided and abetted. We told him we had a surprise for him and to be ready to leave by 8:00 am. In his patriarchal way, he was 95% convinced that he would think better of our plan. But when he heard the words Zip and Line he was all about it.¬† Yes, 9 “zips”, 4 suspension bridges, and 2 free rappels are just the ticket for feeling younger than 56.

Of course we couldn't send him alone....

Dad and brother-in-law Ryan agreed that it was a pretty great birthday plan.

Intent on the directions.

We had our doubts since I inherited my fear of balconies and tall ladders from this guy. But his love for adventure wins out over irrational fear any day. Plus, Kohala Zipline is crazy safe.

56 ain't got nothing on him.

This smile says “I will always listen to and trust my daughters when they lead me into a blind surprise.” Ok, maybe not. But definitely this time.

True to family form, we will be celebrating Dad all week so if you have a shout out for Daddy Bill, post it. Zip Zip.

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