Friday, June 21, 2013

Baby goats and Gilbert the Green Van

Aren't you glad it's summer? So am I. As I sit here snuggled in my warm blanket, playing words with friends with grandma, watching mystery detective shows on tv, I can't help but think about the past week since I have been in Montana. 

Whenever I visit my grandparents, I am always reminded by how small the towns are and how BIG the sky is! As Grandma and I have been on different errands this week I have been taking in all my surroundings so I do not get lost when I start driving Gilbert, my dodge caravan (AKA my soccer mom car). When you get off of Conn Rd, the street my grandparents live on, you have to turn right for Whitefish and left for Kalispell. Grandma and I have been in the habit of pointing out all the landmarks of places we have been when we drive by. Like Montana coffee traders, the car repair shop, and the chiropractor. 

On the way home today we picked up Gilbert and I drove 60 on the highway for the FIRST time, I know I know, but give me a little break, I haven't had a car for the past three years at SLO and I didn't drive that much in high school! Also, it started raining too! After putting on my right blinker and probably confusing the cars around me, I found the wipers! Then when I got home I saved about five or six christian and country song stations. I had so much joy when I got home, which cracked me up because I couldn't figure out why I was so happy. Then I realized, I am 22 years old and I finally have my very OWN car. It just makes me happy! 

Grandma and Grandpa have 26 baby goats at the moment and two of them we have to be bottle feed because they came are twins or triplets and their mom doesn't have enough milk for all of them! So three times I day, Mama Whit gets to feed them fresh milk from a bottle! They love me! There is another really tiny one who is a triplet and she won't drink her Mama's milk or milk from the bottle, that's why she is so tiny. Grandma thinks she might die... that makes me super sad. I really adore these goats. I don't know why, but I think they are just another example of how big this world is and how precious God's creatures are. Not only did He make you and me, but he made those 26 baby goats and he loves them! 

I look around at the green hills and blue skies and thunderstorms here and I can't help but be reminded at how God is such a talented painter. I have been reminded how different Montana is from California and then I just realized how so many places in the world are different, but beautiful in their own way. It's such an overwhelming thought to me that God created everything so different. What an artist. I love it. 

In two weeks I get to meet a family that I am hopefully going to be nannying for, for a week. It is for a family who lives in Colorado, but who are visiting Montana. I kept reminding myself that leaving for Montana would be an adventure even if I did not have a job this summer. I knew that God had the plan no matter what. And now I find out that I have this job opportunity, God is just so good and he knows what I need! 

I feel so blessed. So happy that I have such wonderful friends, so happy that I can be in MT this summer, and so happy to rest from the roller coaster of a year I had. The adventure is wonderful, especially when you  know sometimes you just need to take a leap of faith, one day at a time. 

Mama Whit (This will make sense if you are a goat or one of my Muir girls)

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