Addiction

Ok, I have a confession to make.  I am a vacation addict!  Seriously.  One of my favorite things to do in my free time is to research potential trips... I think I  inherited this trait from my mom and my Aunt Dayle.  Lucky for me, Jason loves to travel as well- and more than that, he loves a good deal.  I make it my life's goal to find irresistible deals to pitch to him :)  Well, ok, my life's goal is and should be to preach the gospel to all nations... emphasis on ALL NATIONS, and I like to traget those with tropical waters to explore.

My most sought-after vacation is any vacation that includes snorkeling.  I am hoping to get my own snorkel gear for my birthday, or any holiday.  Give me some clear water, fins, and a snorkel mask and I'll occupy myself for hours.  I snagged this picture off of google- it's in Thailand... I wish I was that guy!  He looks how I feel when I snorkle... or "Snerkle" as our guide, Ish, said in Belize.  It stuck with me.  "Snerkling!"  Say it, it's fun.

Belize was awesome because we got to swim with TONS of wild sting rays.  With stingers.  #SteveIrwin.  We also so a huge nurse shark, and J and I were stalked by a barracuda.  It ruled.   
We used to go on trips every 3 months.  It still seems to play out that way, though some vacations consist of visiting family in Wisconsin, North Carolina, or Vegas.  Which is fun, no doubt.  I just crave the tropics.  My most frequented websites are hotwire and carnival.com

Cruises seem to be the most "bang for your buck" and New Orleans is a short drive from Memphis. I just found a 5 day cruise for 200 per person.  All inclusive.  Yeah, I know!  Deal!

Well, I just wanted to get that off of my chest.  Oh, one more quick story.

In the summer of 2008, I was planning a trip to Buenos Aires, Argentina as well as a few other stops in America Surr.  The Lord put it in my heart to spend the summer visiting my parents and helping them move in Memphis, TN.  I had never been to Memphis, and didn't really feel the need to change that.  God ended up shutting the door to South America, and long story short, I wound up obeying his call to Memphis.  I had zero friends and cried a lot.  Then, at the very end of the summer, literally one week before I went back to MN for school, I met Jason Wulff-Woesten.  Haaaaallelujah.  Well guess where that stud muffin was born?  Buenos Aires, baby.  And now, almost 4 years later, we're planning a trip to Argentina.  Isn't God such a kind God?  He gave me a million times more than the desires of my heart.  I love Him.  and the man he gave me. 

Sigh.

What a blessed life it is to follow God, even when it seems like the biggest sacrifice ever... and seems that way for months (zero friends/crying all day/110 degrees/NO LAKES)... his ways are higher than our ways and He loves to bless us.  Trust Him, He knows what's best for you, just like a good dad knows what's best for his baby girl. 

Over and out.