Stay light, heart.

There's a lot about being sick that threatens to mess with my sanity and weigh my heart down. 

It's a lot more than just not feeling good and spending way more time than I'd like wrapped up in a blanket, asleep on the couch.  Being undiagnosed just complicates things even more.  It leaves me with a lot of "what if's."  What if they never figure this out? What if I have (fill in the blank)? What if I should've gone to a Lyme specialist after all?

But then, somehow, usually in some unique, weird, sometimes funny way... God reminds me to "chill."  He's got it all taken care of.  One of my goals during this is to stay light-hearted... which, I've learned, comes with trusting God.  I'm not nearly as good at that as I should be by now, but I'm really glad God's love isn't like human love.  I'm glad instead of turning away when I fail at trusting him, he just keeps giving me more reasons to trust him.  Sometimes it just takes a change in perspective to see it.

This weekend was a very busy weekend for me (probably not for a normal person who doesn't take a nap between each thing they do...), but it was full of good things.  I tried to take some pictures, and I'm glad I did because when I looked at them this afternoon, I realized how many people, things and experiences God gave me to smile and laugh about.  It's a good thing my family laughs a whole lot, because otherwise I might be insane by now.

On Saturday morning, my family and I  joined my highschool coaches at Jamesville Beach park to time the 5k for celiac disease.  My dad has really gotten into timing races, and I love when I get to join in on the fun and spend some time with people who I don't get to see while I'm at school.  It was also a perfect morning for the race... sunny with a high of 75. :) This is a picture of some of the equipment...

After spending a few hours of the race, I crashed and slept for a few hours at home... and then I woke up cranky, because I thought I should be running and that I was just lazy (that's the downside to helping at races...).  But, my mom and I went for a walk and she talked some sense to me... and you really can't be sad while walking in place like this.

When we were walking back to the house, I guy drove by in a lawn mower.  Most of our traffic consists of tractors and milk trucks, and the lawn mower just seemed like the funniest thing in the world at the time... by the time I took the picture, the lawn more was kind of far away...

This morning, my friend Marie and I took her lambs for a walk.  We might just be the only people in the universe who take lambs for walks down the road.  It's one of our favorite pastimes.

If I ever become so serious and my heart so hard that these things don't make me smile and chuckle, I give you permission to slap me.  And then tickle me so that I learn how to laugh again.  But... don't worry, I plan on continuing to laugh at lawn mowers and the idea of walking sheep down the road... even while I "walk through the valley of the shadow of death," 'cause I've got a God who's taking care of me, and I don't need to worry.

(and that same God created llamas, and they're funny)