condensation trails and artificial clouds made by the exhaust of aircraft engines or wingtip vortices which precipitate a stream of tiny ice crystals in moist, frigid upper air.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Looking up!


So, I've always thought - someday I"ll write a book about the crazy adventures God has taken me on throughout my life however, in between being a nurse and just living- I don't know that it will happen any time soon. Thus, blogging is the answer... I guess. I call it contrails because, for those of you who know me well- contrails are my "thing"..my little "sign" when i look to the sky that there is hope...that God is near...that everything is truly in His CONTROL. How this came to be is a bit blurry but, I know a good friend said she would pray for her best friend when she saw them and I've always had this fetish with fighter planes( not the pilots...the planes- i promise:) and after living in portland for 6 years- seeing blue sky became a HUGE celebration...and so bonus if that blue sky held amazing contrails...it just gave me HOPE...and ever since- it's been that way. I can't tell you how many days I've looked up and seen one lone contrail in the distance and I've thought- o.k. Lord I know your going to meet me in this place...going to see me thru. Maybe it's the LOOKING UP that is the key with my love for these formations and not at my present circumstances. I'm guessing we all have some form of contrails in our life- a prayer answered, your favorite song playing at just the right moment, a friend calling with words you needed to hear....all helpful in keeping our hearts full of hope- that their truly is something much bigger than us and our small world. I pray this blog can be that at times....that these words are a source of encouragement to you. I've met the most amazing people throughout my life and have seen God in so many incredible ways- I think I will burst if I don't share sooo...may my words be a testimony that brings Glory to the One who gave me this life to live.  And please, comment freely, share your stories, let's press each other on. This journey was meant to be walked with friends...

3 comments:

kari said...

i love it! i even more love your love for contrails...other than my nieces and nephew, you're the only person i know who gets excited about these - just goes to show that you have the heart of a child! i'm excited to read your future posts! love you and miss you!

Harmony said...

Yes, You do need to share all your experiences that God has brought you through! That is how we hit it off-you shared something that God brought you through and it hit my heart hard so hard that I knew God was using you to get to me! I love you girl and keep on encouraging us!

3LandSemeur said...

Tree! Just this past Saturday, I was entering a large shopping center where Switzerland, France, and Germany meet. (Isn't that crazy?) I don't know what triggered it, but I asked my roommate if she shared my "thing" for fighter planes and jets. We have lots in common as far as interests and likes, and I couldn't remember if that was one of them or not. Well, she's not opposed to them or anything, but "not" is the answer. So, of course, I thought of you. And now I'm reading your blog, and I love the theme. Too bad we never made it to an air show together. One day...that'd be so cool. Crazy that you're wayyy over there, and I'm wayyyy over here. Miss you, dear friend!