A reflection on a childhood moment...

First, I am back at Capitol Hill for the summer as an intern. I have been loving spending time with both the kids and the adults especially my fellow interns. I post more to Facebook and Instagram than I do on here but I hope to do more of it as the summer goes on.

I am also planning on doing my Senior pictures sometime this summer since I never got around to it when I was in high school.

On July 11, I get to be a bridesmaid again for my Best Friend Wedding, Hailey. I cannot wait but then I can because that means she moving to Houston :'(

One of my other Best friend, Sarah just got back from Disney and I haven't gotten to see her yet but we both work during the week.


Enough of the chatter here it goes...

Today is Fathers day for everyone else in the world but for me it just any other sunday. However this one feels really weird instead of being at home with the entire family ingorning it together I am in edmond having to adjust to everyone celebrating.

Today, I went to early service today at Memorial Road to join in their worship but also put the pieces of thier mission sunday together.  I have always loved being at churches on thier mission sunday, they make my heart flutter.  While they mentioned Capitol Hill and the Lighthouse briefly. I enjoyed the prayer that started the worship. The whole service was really great and the sermon was empowering (and only had a short thing on dads).

The video at the end stuck out to me the minster that had done the lesson had sat down with some children and asked them about thier dads. Questions like do you know your dad's name and what is your favorite movie to watch with your dad and etc. This made me a little church-homesick because I knew that Mike Baskett would be doing the same thing but with kids on the stage. The last little boy got me because when he said I love you at the end he was so shy in the way he did it. The college and launch combined class has been doing an amazing series that I really enjoy. 

For Lunch I had Mexican in honor of my mother who really enjoys mexican and I also could not find a good Italian place. The last few weeks I have been reading a chapter of Embracing Observability every sunday (and while I havent finished it yet because of time and the chapter intenseness) I have been really enjoying the book.

One of my stops today after lunch was to Mitch park where I read next to the play ground where I saw what brought on the flashback.

 I saw a ladder jungle gym that went up and down that you had to climb and turn around. A family got on the older daughter climbed it and did it like a pro with her father waiting to pick her up as she jumped off it at the end. The younger daughter got to the very last point with her father infront of her and her mother behind and got stuck and scared. Her father picked her up and carried her off of there.

When I was younger and before my father was sick we were at the playground located in my neighborhood that had a climb thing something like the one I saw today but it did more got to the highest point and then flipped so you had to turn direction in up high. I tried to climb it and when I got to the very top I got scared where I could not get my self to climb back down the way I came. My father stood below me trying to talk me through what I needed to do but the fear had me standing still and crying. Where my father just had to let me fall into his arms because thats the only way I would get down.    Today I had to do the thing to prove to my self that I could but I was still a little edgy because of my fear of highest and my fear of falling.

Do you have a memory like this?


Love,
Your Sister Evynn