Weekend Happenings

This weekend was the definition of relaxing. I literally did nothing. I finished all my (pressing) homework on Friday and so Saturday and today were spent reading blogs, crafting, playing music and distractedly watching the "super game", as my friend Liz and I called it.
Here are a few photos to recap the most uneventful two days of my life:

 

There were random fireworks on campus last night. 

I'm not sure what the occasion was, but it made the night feel special. 

 

I felt like making something, so I scavenged through my roommate's

plethora of fashion magazines and made this little collage. It was inspired by this.

 

Like true hispters, Liz and I went thrifting in Old Town

while the rest of the country was watching the Super Bowl.

 

 

Then we felt un-American, and decided to watch the last half.
I rooted for the Patriots. For my little brother's sake.
Who did you root for? 

 

I needed a few solid days of pure relaxation to refuel from a stressful week, so this weekend was lovely. 

 

Here's to a new week! 

~ Olivia <3

Meanwhile.....

I've been avoiding posting anything on here lately. I've been fighting for inspiration, but it hasn't been easy to find. So instead of thinking of anything new to say, I'll just post an entry from my journal that I wrote last weekend while on a retreat with a college group at a local church. The weekend was a much needed stop of regular life- so often I get caught up in the routine of the day that I forget the significance each moment holds. The retreat helped me slow down and remember:

October 22, 2011
I'm nestled away in the mountains of Estes Park, just me and Jesus. It's a much needed break from the rush of college life and the still of the morning reminds me that usually God is louder in the silence than in the earthquake, wind or fire of daily life.

"And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great, strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. And after the wind and earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper...and behold there came a voice that said, "What are you doing here, Elijah?" ~ I Kings 19:11-13

This passage came into my head as I sat outside, drinking in the silence. I could hear an airplane off in the distance and the sound was like a deep cello adding a bass line to the low hum of the wind. I felt like August Rush for a moment, but realized that if you listen, there truly is music all around. That's how powerful music is. It's a language even airplanes and breezes can speak.
I think when it is silent enough to hear that kind of music, God will speak the loudest.

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 My "indie" coffee shot

 Fun in beautiful Estes Park

 

We clearly have a very extensive vocabulary.......