Wednesday, May 30, 2007

pure religion

"Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world." -James 1:27

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

billy chinook

Erika & Stephenie are my fabulous Friday morning baristas at Perk Avenue. I like 'em alot.

That was a sidenote to the real adventure: Memorial Day on Lake Billy Chinook with Fabi, Angi, Stephenie, & Stephenie's mom (Nancy) & step-dad (Mike). It was certainly most fun & I was correct about my inkling that I was made to be a sailor or pirate but simply never had the opportunity. I've decided to purchase a houseboat instead of a house whenever I get grown up enough to make such a purchase.

Here's our wake:

Fabi, our only wake-boarder for the day (the water was quite cold)

And she's down!

Canyons, sagebrush, lake, desert, and snow-capped mountains were all part of the view.
Me, Stephenie, & Fabi at the end of my first day boating (but certainly not last). I have quite the sunburn to prove my day with Billy, but it was worth it.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

all the trees of the field clap their hands

Psalm 98:1 & 7-9
“Oh sing to the Lord a new song, for He has done marvelous things!...Let the sea roar and all that fills it, the world and those who dwell in it! Let the rivers clap their hands; let the hills sing for joy together before the Lord for He comes to judge the…world with righteousness…”

Most people, I think, imagine that this Creation song is reserved for the end of all things. That the silence the rocks have been fighting to maintain for centuries will finally rupture into jubilation on the day we’ve all been raptured to heaven.

That all soulless matter—grass, pansies, mountains, streams, pussy willows—will suddenly (in the twinkling of an eye) become animated with personality and sound

The perfectly quiet witnesses of Creation—who have held their “tongues”, not due to some Divine command to tell no one what they had seen and heart, but due to incredible awe that refused sound. To them, Creation was an act that inspired awe-filled silence even until now.

Look at the closest tree or pebble, it is still contemplating what it saw and heard thousands of years ago.

But I think they are already exulting. That silence was broken long ago, and all Creation has been worshiping in their own way far longer than you or I have existed. The trees pointing upward, the mountains shaking in a shimmy intended to glorify God, and the ocean teeming with irrepressible exultation and moshing.

These witnesses aren’t silent or still—we are merely deaf and blind if we miss their joyful Hallelujahs.

“…For His invisible attributes, namely His eternal power and diving nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made. So they are without excuse…””
Romans 1:18-23

Thursday, May 24, 2007

yakking (with a "kah")

Final leadership class of the year. Craig & Jim (two of our five fearless leaders from the class this year) took the second years out kyaking. This was my first time. I loved it, however I was absolutely dreadful at steering and used "training wheels" half of the way there (tether to Craig's kyak).

Yes Lorelei, you can have your sunglasses when you get back, but I'm taking full advantage of them until then--I never thought I'd see the day when I was wearing ridiculously huge sunglasses, but there's something special about Grasshopper.... cool shading for pictures:

Andy getting ready to launch...

My roommates! Who are also prepping for African adventures...

Watching people capsize in the rapids (good fun)...

Happy-go-lucky Micah...

So pretty...can't believe I've never done this before...

Ashley after flipping over and then invoking a mud war...

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

destiny breakfast & mentor tea

Monday morning the 2nd year CLC students gathered at Jay's house for a fantastic breakfast of pancakes & fruit & hot chocolate (from the coolest hot cocoa maker thingy ever). We then got through the majority of the students, reflecting over the past 2 years and looking forward to the future and then praying over each one.
Here we are during a break pointing the way for traffic:

Jasper peering over the prayer chair (or the "peanut butter"), or perhaps that's his severed head resting on the stool?

Skip ahead to today. We had a mentor tea for the women of CLC. We each sat with our mentors and enjoyed cucumber sandwiches, chocolate covered strawberries, tea, and soooo much more.

This is me with my amazing mentor of two years, Jill Wolfe.
Jenine unofficially adopted me as her junior mentor before she even moved to Bend. She's been my girl for 6 or 7 years.
The guys dressed up too, even though they were not invited to the tea. Katie wore polka dots, much to my happy satisfaction.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

ode for lindsay

lindsay, oh lindsay
where have you gone?

lindsay, oh lindsay
i miss your face
lindsay, oh lindsay
this "jo" is missing her "say"
lindsay, oh lindsay
your empty office makes me frown
please come back to me
please, oh please

Sunday, May 20, 2007

seussical and beautiful

About a month and a half ago, I went to Vancouver to take pictures of my eldest sister's (Kimmie's) cast for Seussical the Musical (with Christian Youth Theatre). Friday night I saw the production. It was brilliant and highly enjoyable. I even saw it again Saturday afternoon.

The Cat in the Hat explaining how the hunters had captured Horton the Elephant (who was sitting on an abandoned egg) and sold him to a circus. Poor Horton. Caught between a speck of dust and an incubating egg.

My parents and little brother and sister-in-law came over for the show as well, so Saturday morning we had a very decadent breakfast.

An eerie, yet accurate, portrayal of the littlest Whittaker: Timmy.

Heather, Timmy, and me.

Daddy (he will be recognized by those who have seen my guitar case), Mama, and the oh so pregnant Kimmie (the oldest Whittaker child).

Someone left sunglasses in my car at some point. I found them. I am grasshopper. Rarr!

Mt. Hood pass is absolutely gorgeous with tall, tall trees lining the highway.

I pulled over to capture (as best I could) the glory of God's beauty...

This one was taken through the lens of Grasshopper...

Further down the road...

If any bugs happened to be caught in my car on the journey over, it would have probably died of fright at hearing my exclamations of "Ridiculous!" "Absurd!" "Oh my goodness!" "Who comes up with these things?!" etc. It was a sincerely gorgeous drive, accompanied with some music my little bro, Timmy loaned me--which I absolutely love (Arcade Fire).

My favorite:'s amazing I didn't wreck considering the sights (which I had to stop capturing because I had used up all the memory on my camera).

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

picture day for CLC

Hacky sack will never die. (I sort of wish it would)

Eric, the Mirror.

My little Jenine.

Only the boys are cool enough to have motorized bikes. Jealousy.

First year lovelies.

First year...uh...words fail...

Second year men (sorry, no second year ladies picture as I am one and couldn't photograph the moment)

My beautiful roommates, Megan & Kristen (who would not be happy if they knew I put this picture on here, but since I don't think either of them read this blog...)

janna banana

In honor of Jillian's birthday, Janna donned her banana suit. (sounds the perfect sentence to start a novel with...hmmm...catchy.)

Sunday, May 13, 2007

the getaway...

Friday morning I gleefully took off to visit with my glorious sister Beth and pretend to be a monkey for my irresistible nephew, Jack. I had too much fun to take pictures.

Then I met up with Lindsay, Jasper, & Eric at some random garden stand on the side of Highway 213 near Boring.

We then proceeded to deposit my car at some unknown location (losing your car in a parking lot is much nicer than losing your car in the great outskirts of Portland). After much silly directions from Buffy (or BFF--Eric's parent's GPS system), we finally arrived at PF Changs. Hilarity ensued. (see Jasper's dinner below)

An exciting wood wall next to PF's, with Lindsay

Eventually (after an incredibly brief and successful visit to Lindsay's other BFF, Urban Outfitters, and a quick change of clothes at the 24 hour Starbucks nearby--where my sister Kimmie used to work) we made it to the blissful union celebration (aka marriage) of Chris Bergstrom and Katie Jacob

After the ceremony, we were all ushered to the floor below--which housed the Oregon City Museum. Good times. Jasper, the Oregon City Optimist.

Joann: "Nice horsey mural"

After the wedding (including interpretive dance to much Queen) we found my car and I headed back to Sandy to the Twist lodge. After a brief visit Saturday morning, I ventured back to Portland where Powell's embraced me with his book loving arms and I didn't leave until much CS Lewis and LM Montgomery agreed to accompany me.

Then the journey homeward over Mt. Hood pass with gusts of wind valiantly trying to blow my car to the tumbleweed filled fields next to the highway.

Upon entering Redmond, and then Bend, I discovered flags adorning the sidewalks downtown
I like cobblestone.
While I like trips to Portland (aka "the valley")--I love Bend. It's home.