Posts Tagged With: Yosemite

Community. Alive.

“I would eat Chick-fil-a every day,” Evan declares. “But what would you do on Sunday?” comes the response, paired with laughter.

We’re sitting at the dinner table with two other families from our church back home. Once our family found out that they would be in Yosemite during the same week we were, we made plans to get together. As part of the conversation during our delicious steak dinner (undoubtedly the best meal of the trip), we all took turns discussing what one meal we would eat every day for a year, if we were stuck on an island. 

Seeing friends from home was a wonderful connection to our usual community. It’s weird being in a place where we don’t know anyone else. Especially if you’re from a place where everyone seems to have at least one mutual friend. I think we’ve all had instances where we’ve seen people who look a lot like our friends back home, but of course, they turn out to be strangers. 

Many of the people visiting Yosemite are internationals. It’s really neat to walk around and hear various languages spoken around us, knowing that we are probably all talking about the gorgeous views that we can see. We met one family on our hike to Lembert Dome whom we saw the next day as we hiked up to Vernal Falls, another beautiful view but shorter than our last hiking adventure.

However, even though we are away from many of our friends (I thought of many of my friends from school as I wore my green Cru shirt today), my family provides a great source of community. We keep each other laughing most of the day, mostly through inside jokes.

For example, “Yozemight be a nut” has become the phrase of the past few days after Abby said that to Evan while he was chattering. That and our many movie references keep us very entertained while we raft down the Merced River, sit on the riverbank, view the enormous sequoias, and gaze at the valley from up high.

Yosemite is a huge national park, with many natural wonders. I felt very small while walking past and even through the sequoia trees. It’s hard to believe that many of them are about 2,000 years old. And just an hour away from Mariposa Grove was Glacier Point, where we looked down at the valley where we had spent the day before. From 3,000 feet above, the cars and rafts looked like they were part of a model set. And a sign said that we were only observing about a quarter of the park! 

Whether it’s trying to guess the Steven Curtis Chapman song that’s playing through my iPod linked to the stereo (we put several of his CDs on shuffle) or simply gazing at the beauty that God has created, this will be a trip that we won’t soon forget. And I’m glad to be sharing it with the best community of all, my family.


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The Glorious Unfolding

“Look girls, I can point out the water treatment plant in just a minute.” We all laugh, knowing that none of us care much about water treatment plants, except my dad. But then, it’s his job, so I guess he has the right to care. Anyway, it’s more interesting than cornfields in Kansas, which he found very exciting on our last adventure out west.

And so we’re off on our adventure. After getting up at 3:15 this morning (with less than four hours of sleep), we packed the car, drove to the airport, and boarded our first flight. We even took our first series of pictures while sitting on the shuttle to the terminal.

Getting ready for a trip is usually a tedious and slightly stressful process. Since we were only checking two bags, we had to make sure most of our items fit in our carry-ons, and the liquids did not exceed the maximum ounce requirement. “What did you bring, Evan?” “The green bag of games, clothes…and mom’s purse. It wouldn’t fit in her bag.” (I think her bag is the smallest of all of ours). Then there was the usual turning off the water, bumping up the air-conditioning a few degrees, and emptying milk that we didn’t drink. However, packing the van was easier than usual due to the smaller number of bags.

Since it was four in the morning, we were all in various moods. My brother and I were filled with adrenaline, but others were more tired. Tensions were a little a high, but that was to be expected until we were en route.

Checking in at the airport went fairly smoothly. It was Evan’s first flight ever and Caroline’s first since she was four. So we could have explained a little better about putting the electronics, shoes and liquids in the bins (it’s just a little confusing if you don’t know what’s going on), but we made it through without incident.

Watching Evan getting excited for take off was probably the highlight of my morning. He brought a notebook to record what we do and when we do it. Seeing the world through the eyes of a ten year old is often more exciting because many things are new experiences. So as we head out west and see some really big trees, I’m gonna keep my eyes open for the little things too. Because it’s often the little memories that matter most.

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