Every spring, I make a pilgrimage to Central Oregon. This weekend, I buzzed over Santiam Pass to Sisters in my little red Miata. If you've never driven Santiam in a convertible, let me assure you it is a foretaste of Heaven. Picture this: The sun has coaxed the temperature to a blissful 75 degrees, the sky is a brilliant blue. I'm cruising down Hwy. 22, hair blowing in the wind, listening to "How Great is Our God" by Chris Tomlin. I'm thinking that it just doesn't get any better than this when I round the corner and Mt. Jefferson's snow-capped peak bursts into view. A semi could have squashed me flat and I would have just come to singing praise songs in Heaven!
Some highlights of my three day trip:
**eating homemade mac and cheese with my best friend Kathryn
**getting puppy kisses from Max (Logan & Alyssa's new baby)
**being able to fit the cool antique bench in the back of the Miata (and even get the top up over it!)
**hiking up Pilot Butte on a perfect day
**Loving on dear friends at the hospital
**having a slumber party with my other best friend Deb
**Taking a picture of Jordan being grumpy at me
**hiking Smith Rock without encountering rattle snakes
**Uninterrupted hours of prayer and worship
And last but not least--making it home in one piece!