June 16, 2006

• life is like a box of chocolates…

   

  “Rachel—the playwright” cool. I just wrote the school play
  for the parent program. Goldilocks and the three bears. But since we needed 14
  parts, we added three flowers, a door, a tree, and a bee to the story…as well
  as four narrators. Adna is pretty happy to be the tree—she gets to drop an
  apple on Goldilocks…I wonder how Neto will like being a door. Poor guy. And
  he’s my favorite too. I wonder what his costume will look like. Hmm. Pictures
  are yet to come. Speaking of pics…I put some on www.xanga.com/rwinzeler.

   

  Oh yuck. I just smacked a mosquito and it disappeared into
  the abyss between the keys on my computer. Probably joining the ants that make
  my mouse go insane.

   

  By the way, my sister is here. In Brasil. With me. For
  almost a week now. Awesome. The day she got here she decided she wanted me to
  cut her hair. I could only find my ladybug school scissors. I should’ a taken a
  picture. But her hair looks good. Check out the pictures for yourself.

   

  When I went to the airport to wait for my lovely sister
  (waiting is exhausting by the way. Airports are stressful) Gabe helped teach
  the kids. Good. Wonderful. The next day I found out what they learned…”Show me
  the money!” they loved it. Today they learned “The roof, the roof, the roof is
  on fire!” and somehow “Caterpillar” turned into “Cater-pillow.” See, the
  problem is when I laugh; they always remember the WRONG pronunciation from them
  on. Like their favorite, “Refriger-Rachel.”

   

  Anna and I went to church at Paudalho where they asked us to
  sing a song for them. Unfortunately, Anna forgot to turn on her microphone. Or
  did she “forget”…hmm. Yesterday was Brasil’s first game in the World Cup: 1-0.
  So not a lot of action. It seems like they always score the goal when you least
  expect it. Thus is life.

   

  “The discipline of diving loyalty is not that I am true to a
  doctrine, but so true to Jesus that other people are nourished in the knowledge
  of Him. Get rid of the idea that you must do good things…the Christian life is
  never “Do, do” but “be, be, and I will do through you.” –Oswald Chambers

   

  “I want more than just okay…not giving up now…not backing
  down…more than fine, more than bent on getting by, more than just okay.”
  –Switchfoot

   

  When Anna came…I think something in my “internal balance of
  life” got shook up or something. Because everyone started starting at me and
  saying “why are you so stressed out?” that is not a good thing. And then I got
  more stressed because I was like “what the heck is wrong with me and how do I
  fix it?” I realized some things.

  • I
    can’t please everyone. I always want to, and it is nice to try, but if it
    does not happen…it is okay.
  • If
    Anna wants to get a sunburn because she refuses to put on sunscreen, then
    let her burn. I am not her mum. I am her sister and it is time to enjoy
    it. Even if she turns red.
  • Karine
    + Anna = insanity
  • I am
    more of a neat freak than I thought. And I take a lot of extra
    responsibility upon myself. Like trying to fix people. Or keep their
    clothes folded.
  • You
    can get madder at a sister in two seconds over nothing than you can with
    other people in years. And then make up with just a smile.
  • Translating
    “you are so beautiful” to Anna gets tiring after awhile.
  • Stress
    is the resulting feeling that occurs when you try to orchestrate people or
    circumstances to your own specific expectations or desires. Yeah. I wrote
    that. So there.
  • How
    can you “just be yourself” when you really are not sure who “myself” is?
  • It all
    goes back to just giving it back to God. ‘cuz I can’t handle it.

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