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A Fire-Eater Sat on my Lap . . .

Well, we head out again tomorrow. This time to Texas, then from there driving to PA through a series of pit-stops. Should be lots of fun!! We’re excited. But, in the midst of all of this, I have realized that my aspirations of posting regularly and of good quality have not been coming true. I’m not sure if it is due to lack of time or motivation, or just not feeling like I have much worth writing about at the moment. Whatever it is . . . it is.

I do however have a short story to share with you. I had planned to share it on Friday, but then I posted a review for Tyndale on Friday, and I started realizing that even with some stretching my story wasn’t going to be very long. So, here it is.

Basically, a fire-eater sat on my lap and ate fire.

That’s the gist of it. We were enjoying an awesome cultural evening during our time in Senegal which was complete with traditional music and dancing. Then, all of the sudden, out comes a fire-eater (which I have only ever heard tell of and have never witnessed before). He began with some dancing with fire, then a little bit of blowing fire, then rubbing fire up and down his arms and legs. My teammate got to hold his little bowl of coals while he was doing something early on in his show, and I thought to myself “Wow, cool, she got to be a part of his show!” (read: a little jealous).

Next thing, Mr. Fire-eater has two long sticks with what looks like flaming marshmallows on the ends (but, they weren’t marshmallows, just for the record.) He dances around a little and then goes and sits on some lady and starts eating the flaming things off of the stick. Then . . . next thing I know . . . he is sitting on MY lap, eating flaming things off of his stick! So, please, any of you with similar experiences – what reaction does this warrant? I was not completely sure what to do, but I guess that was okay, because sitting there looking terrified seemed to be sufficient.

Jealousy was gone. A little bit of awkward giggliness was in its place. But it was one of the coolest experiences of my life.

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Life . . .

So, it has been a rather inconsequential and monumental week all in one! I know that doesn’t seem like it is possible, but the monumental moments have been interspersed with those lazy summer moments. I’ve mentioned how it has been strange to be on summer break and have a lot of extra time, and I haven’t yet gotten quite used to it, but I’m enjoying it. And this is the last week of it for a while, so I had better!! But this last week . . . let’s see:

Monday: Hm, that was a while ago. Let’s not try and remember what exactly happened.

Tuesday: Talked with Jeremy and decided that it would be wisest if I looked for some work for next year.

Wednesday: Had an interview at a University Prep School. Went to the mall to hang out for a while. Got a job offer from said University. Went to friends’ house for an Iraqi dinner. Spent time with friends.

Thursday: Spent quite a while trying to get my residency renewed for next year. But, Jeremy made a friend in the process.

Friday: Accepted the University position. Chose an apartment for the next year – super excited about that!! We will finally have a balcony, and a distant sea view even!! Definitely have room for guests now . . . once we have furniture. 🙂

Saturday: Picked up Jeremy’s bound thesis!! Pretty awesome!! Looked at paint swatches and furniture at our Home Depot-esque store.

Sunday: Slept in!! Love Sunday mornings! Then got to spend time with friends fellowshipping, and got to see my best friend from Gaziantep!! So happy that happened.

Monday: Got the keys to our new apartment. Still super stoked!! Then went to turn in Jeremy’s final thesis (which maybe possibly involved more buses, split tires, and glue sticks than we anticipated). We now have a master master in the house, people!! Then got to eat dinner with a great friend in our apartment complex and sit drinking tea and talking until midnight.

It’s been a great week. How’s yours?

Relish Life

Rock cliffs rising up. Bright sun shining down. Incredible green encasing us. A fantasy world. A world where the only traveling companions are lazy old cows, elderly flies, and scared frogs. Where the dirt paths wind up and down, and up and down. Where the midday call to prayer rings out loud and clear across the valley between the mountain peaks. Where a wrong turn leads you to a comical collection of old people hanging out their windows and relaxing on the deck, no doubt drinking tea and talking about the good old days. Old people with lisps and exaggerated speech, with excitement in their eyes that someone so foreign could get lost on their road. A world with no noises to interrupt the thoughts, and the midday sweat of hard work running down your face.

Are you imagining yet? Keep walking, it’s a long hike, but it’s so close, and way more than worth it! The ground finally levels out, but is still just crawling with green vegetation. Follow the sound of the water, there it is. The old bridge. The bridge that was made of trees that must have lived before Turkey itself was a country! It’s obvious by the swaying and mangled way the boards lie that others have used this multiple times, but that thought does not entirely put you at ease as you look down at the happily churning blue-green water below and feel the wind carry you left and right in a tremulous rhythm above the rocks. Step by step, don’t hold onto the rails too tightly, because a heavy bird might be the end of them, much less your adrenaline filled, tired, and sweaty hands. Cross carefully! It’d be a shame to end here, you haven’t yet met the frogs or touched the cool swirling water. Once you’ve made it, approach the water. Sink your toes into the muck as it gobbles up your feet and argues with you about giving them back. Watch the frogs dive in to sound the alarm that invaders have arrived. The pool is no longer in solitude!

The water is cold, breath-taking, but refreshing after the long walk, and the hot sun. Get in, feel the rush of the current pulling you. Be careful not to twist your ankle in the bigger rocks. Look around. See the mountains towering high all around you, the beauty of the color of the water rushing past you, the lush green filling up all of the space that is not rock, water, or sky. Notice that there is not the sight, nor sound, of another human anywhere. This pool is yours for these few short hours, and you do not have to share with anyone.

Rejoice in the beauty of the Creator, and joy of love together. Relish the adventure of life. This was Monday afternoon in our Black Sea trip this last week. What an amazing memory . . . I am so thankful!

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Let me know a favorite getaway or a favorite anniversary memory in the comments below! Hope you enjoyed a little snippet of our time away!