The Rainbow Connection.

Why are there so many songs about rainbows, and what's on the other side?

Kermit the Frog sings this song and I never know what to make of it. But none the less, it seems appropriate for the post. I always think that this song is hauntingly sad...at least, as sad as a song sung by a puppet frog can be. And that's kind of how I've been feeling lately. Not really sad...just hauntingly sad...maybe like a puppet frog.

Luke and I have been in DC for four weeks, two of those we were wanderers, one we had an apartment but no things, and last weekend we officially moved all of our things up to DC. How overwhelming. But hopefully this weekend we will get some stuff unpacked. It is illegal for offices in DC to be open on federal holidays, so I have Monday (Columbus Day) off! Hooray for unpacking! Then my apartment will be ready for all of you who will be coming to visit very soon.

As we drove into DC a couple of weeks ago we saw these rainbows...yes, plural. I don't know if you can really see the second one in the pictures, but I'll post them here and you can tell me...



(I didn't doctor the photos at all, this is how bright it was. And it stretched the entire way across the sky. Both rainbows. You can kind of see the second one above the first in the first two pictures. You can see it best in the first picture at the tree line. It was a little bit brighter in real life.)

But these rainbows lead me to read the story of Noah in the Bible, which I hadn't read for a very long time. It, like many stories in the Bible, is about God calling someone to do something crazy and ridiculous that no one else really understands fully and how He promises them something that in the end they may or may not get to see. And the adventure for them is deciding whether or not they are going to trust God regardless or if they are just going to go on with everyday life as they like it. And I realized reading this story that Luke and I are kind of in this position. I'm in an unpaid fellowship and Luke doesn't have a job. For some crazy (and as some would say, stupid) reason we are here because we think that God called us here. I'm absolutely overwhelmed and I have no idea where to go from here...how to make friends...who to reach out to...why I'm here...but there is some promise out there for us that God will take care of us. And though it might rain in our lives we will not be flooded with things that we cannot handle. And when it feels like we are (like leaving North Carolina and driving to DC...) God will send us rainbows to remind us (and apparently, as is says in the Old Testament, Him) that He will never flood the earth again.

I have always been and will (probably) always be an ENFP. I don't think that I have ever taken a Meyer's Briggs test and come out with any other outcome. I thought I might have changed, so I took it again this morning, and then, for fun (not because I had never read them before...) I read all of the little blurbs that come up about your personality afterwards. In one of them, there was a list of people who were ENFP's. Included was a list of FICTIONAL characters. How do you determine the personality type of a fictional character? I don't know...and I thought it was weird. I was pleased to find that Ariel the Mermaid was (or is?) an ENFP. No wonder I was obsessed at age 5. Steve Urkle is also an ENFP. The fictional characer...I don't know about Jaleel White.

It's weird to me, however, that even though I know that being around people make me feel better, my first response when I am lonely or sad is to want to be completely alone. I've found myself in this situation a couple of times. I don't know if I feel more vulnerable when I'm lonely and I don't want to be vulnerable or if I just want to wallow in my self-pitty. I've had to face a lot of things about myself in the past few weeks and as I realize these things I'm embarassed and I just want to hide away. From people. From God. Kristen talks about this a little bit in her blog. I'm not really sure of what to make of it yet. But I'm sure I will talk about it more soon.

I've been having dreams about tsunamis pretty consistently this last week. It's always me walking towards the beach and seeing this huge wave coming up over all the houses. And it always crashes in front of me and then I just swim around peacefully in the water. It's weird, and I can't find my dream dictionary from Hayley. This is sad.

I've also been listening to Delilah a lot (much to Luke's chagrin). I don't know what it is about Deliliah. She's sappy and nostalgic, I guess, and even though nothing about my personality says "This woman should listen to Delilah" I still do pretty regularly. I was talking to Luke about the day-mare I keep having where I plug something into an outlet and my finger is in the way and so I get electricuted and die. I asked Luke if he would call into Delilah and dedicate a song to me. He said he would ask her to play the Electric Slide.

That's all for now.