History Maker 2008

Well then. Ahh. I am home form a crazy weekend we like to call HistoryMaker!!! It was a good weekend in chilliwack. Super hot though. Not complaining because it rained here all last week. So where to begin weaving together my tale of suspense…

The Jet. It began like any other may long weekend. Preparing for Youth trip to who knows where. Cleaning out cars and trucks, doing and re-doing paperwork. 5 millions questions all asking the same thing I explained to everyone 2 minutes ago.AHH. So then we prayed for the vehicles, while being careful not to touch Lloyd’s pretty truck. Some of you long time readers (all 1 of you) may remember the interesting trip we had last year involving me killing a van. I want to put it up on youtube, but its to big and I haven’t bothered to dump the quality yet, but I digress. We load up and head out on our trip. 30 seconds into our trip I hear “eeeeeeeeeeeeeek”. So, rather than do the typical girl thing and turn up the stereo to cover the noise, I pulled over. Having only made it to the 108 school. For those of you who know the area thats about a block. We quickly checked the tires to notice that we were more or less dragging the Jetta down the street. Poor little sucker has over sized tires and couldn’t hack being loaded down with girl luggage. sad sad. So we txt-ed everyone to come back to the beginning (insert princess bride line here). Everyone came back to rescue us and super Karen swapped vehicles with us to go to Chilliwack! Yay Karen! So we headed out on the open road. Me being 6 months too young to drive Karen’s vehicle, I now have my truck. Seemingly useless detail, but wait for it because it will matter later.

We enjoy our typical chatter and rest stop at Chevron in Cache Creek. Then we drive on. We pass Ashcroft, and Spences Bridge, and get to a little place called Big Horn, which I learned later that my great aunt and Uncle used to own. You know where the scary bridge is just past there? Well, I had just asked the girls in my truck a deep question and they were journaling. On the other side of the bridge my gas pedal went to the floor and I thought to myself “My, that’s odd”. So I turned off the AC and turned down the music. It was then that I realized my Truck wasn’t actually running. Oh dear! So we pulled of to the side as best we could and I tried to start it again. Nope, no go. Not overheated, nothing typical. Because of my earlier vehicle mishap, I was out in front. So one by one the other vehicles pulled over to figure out what I’d done to the vehicle now. Three vehicles in 2 years, I’m never going to live this down. We get some of the guys to push the truck uphill to the rest area and then begins the waiting. We were on the side of the road for about an hour and a half before we figured everything out. Lloyds vehicle offered to stay and wait for the tow truck while the rest of us carried on down the highway. Some people from our church happened to drive by at that moment and had room for on of our youth, so we sent them with an extra to drop off in hope where my cousin could pick him up for the rest of the trip. Here’s the guys pushing the Truck.

All that and we haven’t even got to the conference yet. So we get to the first night and it’s pretty good. Lloyd’s vehicle doesn’t get there for another 3 hours. So I’m still figuring all that stuff out, but it’s good. I’ll admit, I was a little distracted so I don’t remember much of the first night. other than this picture of holly’s licorice.

The next morning we go to the mall and give the youth a project with 2 video camera’s. Morgan is working on it right now, so I’ll post those when they are finished. Then we headed to the conference. They did a weird thing where they started with workshops instead of a general session, so the beginning was hard to get into. The girls were all excited for their first session, but the speaker talked about herself and  was all “yay, me!”, so the girls weren’t exactly thrilled. Morgan and I met up with another Youth Pastor we know from our Jesus School days and even back to the first Big Youth Thing days. We had a great starbucks coffee and were very encouraged to think outside the box with youth and dream bigger, so that’s pretty exciting. Then we tried to make dinner work for everyone, but it really didn’t work all that well, so we sent Morgan and Hiedi for Pizza. There were lots of things that weren’t going that great and the youth were feeling pretty disappointed so far, so we stood in a circle and talked about what we could do to make it better and then we prayed. Then we split into girls and guys and prayed some more. Even after the pizza got there we still kept praying for each other. It was the best part of the weekend for me. I truly felt like things changed from that point on.

The opening session was good. If you ever get the chance to hear Mike Pilavachi speak do it! He was really funny and really solid in the word he spoke. So that part was great. The evening ended with the girls in my room laughing at the word shoehorn! Random Picture

It also began the next day the same, because the girls woke my up with the word Shoehorn! The morning session was good too. Mike spoke again and continued on with some great stories and spiritual truths.  Lunch was better because we learned the day before to to fight the lineups and went to get lunch elsewhere. The youth said that the workshops during the day were alot better. Morgan and I ended up meeting up with his room mate from Jesus School and getting our dreams interpreted at the Streams Ministry School Booth. So that was pretty cool. It felt like God changed all the plans we made this weekend. And they ended up far better than our ideas. That evening was a bit of a blur.

Monday Morning was just a Delirious concert. We thought there was another speaker, but it ended up just being a Delirious concert. Coco and I and a couple of the youth girls headed for the mosh pit. The night before I had caught a CD with my forehead and then lost it too some jerk of a guy, so It was better because Lizzi caught 2 CD’s. So we are sharing them. We fought our way up to the very front right in front of Martin Smith who is looking older, but I realized that the first time I saw Delirious I was 14, so that ok.  We had bought shirts before, so it was cool to be at the front with our Delirious shirts on.  They threw some flowers out into the crowd and we got them, so If you see a music video with flowers in a boot on the base amp,they made me sneeze! Lizzi got the guitar players pick too, so she gave it to Coco! We cleaned up in the pit the pit in the morning. We enjoyed some nice sushi for lunch and had an uneventful drive home. Except for the 25 cop cars that passed us at high speeds headed for Blue Lake. There are still all kinds of rumors as to why that was, but the one we head the best was about some guys playing war games and accidentally shooting campers. Crazy huh. Oh, and I’m pretty sure I saw Leah drive by in the canyon and Jack@$$ mountain. I waved like an idiot. The End. ahhhhh