Oh Where To Go?

Well my friends, I have once again come to another cross roads in my life where I am left wondering where I am going on this magnificent journey with the Lord. In leaving Idaho God showed me very clearly that that season of my life was over, He had done completed His purpose in me for that time and wanted me to move on. As I have spent time in prayer and constantly thinking about where to move on to I have learned more than ever the importance of just being content in God's presence. It's so much more important to be happy in relationship with Jesus than to have a plan or be "doing". All God really wants from us is our friendship, our closeness. I think that He brings us to places in our lives where we may feel like the vehicle of life has stalled and we can't get it restarted. Those times of stalling are times that God wants us to look at Him and realize we've been overlooking nurturing the most important relationship we can or ever will have. Life with Jesus is too sweet to miss out on. I don't even want to waste a single day with my Jesus. So in this time of waiting on the Lord for what's next, I pray that I will grab and cling to every beautiful moment with God that I get, that I won't just wait for those moments but seek them out as precious silver. In the meantime, please pray that I will hear very clearly from the Lord concerning His will for me in the next season of my life wherever it may be and however long it may be. Enjoy seeking the Lord.

My Phone Is My Friend!

The best news of my life just came to me. My little Roxanne still loves me. She still wants to be my friend. Oh glory hallelujah! I just called Verizon(my cell phone provider) to have my service put on hold for the few months that I will be in Canadia. It was my understanding that if I used my phone in Canadia I would have to pay like 60 cents a minute. Well my angel of good news, Juan the Verizon guy, informed me that I was dead wrong! So Roxanne is back in action ya'll! Call away, I want to talk my face off!
In other news, I took my little mama for a walk yesterday. We had a gloriously sunny day to celebrate mothers day. Halfway down the driveway we actually turned around to get sunscreen and tank tops. Can't waste good tanning time. We eventually headed off for the good old Priddis View & Brew. The PV&B is a wonderful little cafe/ice cream shop/video rental/deli/local arts & crafts place. I actually worked there for a short time waaaaay back in the day. As I entered the PV&B yesterday, I had this overwhelming sense of nostalgia and community as the place was packed with local Priddisites and a few townies on their way back to the city from some jaunt out to Elbow Falls or Allen Bill Pond. I felt a starnge sensation of wanting to spend some time working there over the next couple months. Actually, it would be more like relaxing and hanging out. Well, sure enough, the owner Larry came on in and first words out of his mouth were, "are you going to work for me while your home?" Heck yes I am. PV&B here I come!
And I forgot to mention, I got another job offer on that walk. Looks like I'll be helping out around a flower nursery at the end of our road. The lady that owns the nursery even has a big old Golden Retriever named Raymond. Life couldn't get more perfect than that! the Lord is so good to provide above and beyond! Praise His name.

Even You Can Comment

So I was recently informed that I had my blog set up so that only people who had other blogs could comment. That is no longer the case! Anyone can comment now. So comment away my friends. It's what will keep me going and encourage me to write more. Awesome! Hip hip horray for sunny days in Calgary!

I Want To Ride My Bicycle

this is in Boise-notice the nice little geese, the sunny blue skies and the green trees.


So I started a love affair with biking two weeks before I left Boise. Ah haa! I left Boise. It makes me sad to say it. I decided as gas prices soared that it would be better to let Deirdrie rest and use my own two legs to get me around town for awhile.So I borrowed a bike and started riding. Over those glorious two weeks my legs gradually became stronger and leaner as I explored nooks and cranny's of Boise that I never knew exsisted. I found magical bridges and pathways along the green belt and even went out on 5:30am forays to Meridian for breakfast with friends. My bike riding feats became legendary as friends started to call me the crazy one. My bike truly did become my best friend. Then I came home to Calgary, the home of long rolling hills and incredibly unpredictable weather. Boy oh boy. The first day that I made the trip from south west Calgary home to my parents house was gruelling. I was riding an old school white, purple and aqua marine blue mountain bike with fatty tires and a stuck break pad. I didn't even have a helmet with me that day and got a killer look from one of those super profesional road bkier types as he came towrads me on the highway. The second day was much better as I rode my dad's tricked out road bike. Please imagine this bike with me. The silver frame was found leaning up against a dumpster ready for the dump. This frame was then fitted with old mountain bike handles, new roadster aloy wheels, a saddle pack on the back and the extended arm rest pads and middle hand grips that professional bikers use. Attached to the top of the hand grips with hockey tape is an old gold wrist watch face. I am actually growing quite fond of this crazy hodge podge of a bike and would probably want to steal it from my dad if the frame wasn't too big for me. Oh! the toe clips, I forgot about the toe clips! Because the frame is a little big for me, I sometimes have a hard time with getting going and getting my toes in to the toe clips at the same time. This is a delightful thing to see as I wobble my way across intersections in front of amused drivers. Let me also comment on the difference in weather from Boise to Calgary. In Boise, it seems that every day was heaven sent. Spring has been delighting Boisians for a couple months now. There is nary a cloud in the sky, well, sometimes. But for the most time everything is fine and dandy. Calgary on the other hand is a big city with big weather. We sit at the foot of the Rocky Mountains. those Rocky's like to mix things up as weather patterns come over the mountains. Yesterday as I began my ride home, a sudden torrent of rain drenched me within 1 minute flat. With that driving, stinging rain came 60 mile an hour winds straight at my face. The wind was so strong that I couldn't get any air in my lungs, or it could have been that I was pushing uphill straight into it and was pushing my body to it's physical limit. One or the other. Rush hour traffic on the highway started to back up as people slowed down to stare in disbelief at the psycho biker that was being pumled by the elements. Oh how glorious. I ended up back tracking to the nearest 7-11 to wait out the storm. Don't like the weather in Calgary, wait 5 minutes. Sure enough, 5 minutes later I pushed through a milder wind to make my way home. In the following picture please notice the retreating storm clouds in the distance. I only wish you could see all the mud on my legs that passing vehicles spit all over me! Oh the glory of it all. I was made for the Olympics. Wait for it! You WILL see me there one day.