Story time: It was freshmen year at UCF and my roommate/teammate and I had been searching for a church and she mentioned she found one that we should try. At the time Summit Church was meeting in a school cafeteria; Isaac was the pastor and we instantly felt connected to the Summit community. Freshmen year was rough and I remember days just feeling blah. Our volleyball team was struggling and I am pretty sure we lost EVERY game that year. Rough. The weeks that we were in town we made sure to go to church and hear Isaac preach. He would always say, “Relationships matter. Truth matters. What you do with your life matters. You matter”. Those words, the relationships built, and the truth spoken during that time profoundly impacted my life.
My pastor Isaac took his life a couple weeks ago. There is a lot more to why and all that jazz, but I just want to land on one point. I am saddened that he forgot that he mattered. Here are some blog posts that are way better then mine on Isaac:
This. and/or this. Then watch this.
I guess I say all this to remind you that YOU MATTER. So much.
It’s Christmas time so I will try to wrap this up in a nice way, but did you know that Colorado has the highest suicide rate in the country? Yep. Read about it here… www.5280.com/mentalhealth….
Okay so TODAY and everyday try to remind someone that they matter. Deal?
Okay I will now awkwardly attempt to change the subject….
Hope everyone has a good Christmas!
You are welcome for the poor grammar and spelling.
Word to the wise… Don’t do a hang clean at your max weight without proper form. I need a chiropractor and a brain.
Oh and Moe… I don’t think you read my blog, but thanks for encouraging me to go to church that Sunday.
Santa and I in Israel….
Remember those pop-up books that we had as kids? Well imagine that in real life except with the Bible and that is sorta what a trip Israel is like. Literally each day we stood, walked, worshiped, and prayed right where it all took place. It was amazing. That doesn’t even begin to describe the whole experience, but it’s the best I got right now. If you want the non-cliff notes version then we can get coffee and I’ll tell you all about it. Deal?
On a related note, I need to get some good pictures from that trip. I took silly photos and videos on my Iphone and just figured I would download everyone else’s quality photos; however, that has yet to happen so here are some of my silly shots: (Sorry if you follow me on Instagram, because these are the same photos).
Rolling Stones…. get it?
My old man turned the big 57 in ISRAEL!! That is real cool.
Aunty Marie and I….. somewhere??
My new friend Annie and I.
Best mustache of all time…
En Gedi Falls with the Pops.
My new job….
Hey where is Chuck??? Bobble head!!
The whole crew. Trip of a lifetime.
Now onto the next adventure!
For now that looks like finding a new place to live because my landlord is selling the house!?!?!? Sad. Driving my new 4wd in the mountains during wintertime because I got in a nice little wreck… poor Scotty…. Crested Butte here I come!
And likely some other adventures that have yet to be confirmed. Stay tuned.
I was tempted to hashtag that title but then I realized I am 27, and I am far to old to do that. Just ask my knee, ankle, and lower back. #oldwomanbones <— just had to do it.
Well I’m sure most of you heard about Tim Tebow. If not, get with the program and watch ESPN. What I want to talk about is how he handled his ‘rejection’ of sorts. As he was being interviewed about his release from the Patriots, he said something that really struck me….
“I’m blessed, because of my faith, that I don’t have to worry about the future because I know who holds my future. It’s something I try to live by. It really gives you a lot of peace in whatever circumstance I’m in.”-Tim Tebow
Golly. That is impressive. I sure do hope that the next time I face rejection, uncertainty about the future, or any type of disappointment I can honestly say that, “I will be okay because I know who holds my future”…. Hope and trust in Jesus. Always. Way to go Tebow… now come back to Denver.
In other unrelated and unexciting news….. It is September. That means it’s almost time for a trip to Crested Butte. Well not really, but I will take any reason to go up there….Who’s with me?
Alright well get back to work. And just because I couldn’t resist… enjoy this gem.
AND… don’t we make a great couple! Both athletic, both love Jesus…. haha. Jk.
Hey people. How are you? Have you missed me? Yeah I didn’t think so.
Big things are happening!! After a whole year and a half of working graveyards, I have moved back to the land of the living. It is amazing to sleep in the nighttime. Well its nice to just sleep. I have taken the foil off my windows, so my neighbors no longer think I am a weirdo. Well maybe they do? I also got internet! Movin on up…. too bad I never use it. The fact is that change is a comin. We all know how much I love change… NOT. Other recent changes… I’m a year older. I shaved 1.5 minutes off my Diane time in less than a month, and I am not engaged anymore. (Sorry I was still getting congrats just today and I need to let the masses know somehow)…. Tacky. Less tacky then a Facebook post. Whatever. Most importantly… my pops got me a espresso maker for my world emergence day (birthday). It has changed my life. Well actually it’s killed my social life, but who needs one of those anyways.
You might be wondering why I think life is like a pinata, or you might not. If you are, continue reading…If not, have a good day : )
Remember when you were a kid and got ready to play the pinata game at some kids birthday? Remember the anticipation of gathering all of the delicious candy off of the ground after someone successfully whacked the crap out of the pinata. Well as we all know it can be quite the hassle to get that pesky thing to break open. Often times it takes all of the kids whaling on the pinata multiple times for the darn thing to break open. However, when it does it is so awesome. Right? How lame would it be if the parents, after many failed attempts, just stepped in and broke the pinata open with their hands and dumped out the candy. That spoils all of the fun.
Well I am learning that life is sorta like a game of pinata. Often times we try and fail. We get frustrated when it feels like there is no progress being made. Or maybe we kinda feel like the pinata, taking whack after whack. You get the point. The really cool thing is that sooner (and, unfortunately, sometimes much later) the pinata breaks open. Whatever you may have been battling against or enduring is finally resolved and you understand what all of the struggle was for. So if your facing something that just seems like it will never be resolved or you feel like life is dealing some blows, just keep truckin along. Sooner or later things will sort themselves out.
Enough rambling from me… go out and do something fun. Like rollerblading. Rollerblading through Denver is REAL fun. Dangerous. But fun.
I think I would write more blogs if I didn’t think I would offend half the people I know. So I zip it up and just think about it. Well probably tell my pops about it…. then delete it from my ‘blog’ options. Yes… I think about what to blog a lot.
I need to get a life.
I had an epiphany the other day. Ready for this let down??? So….I was going on and on to my pops about how someone I know should go and try something and stop waiting for everything to be perfect blah blah blah (<—-this is the crap that will offend people). Then I stopped and realized that most of the advice/crap I dish out I should probably listen to myself. Yuppp. I am a big projector-o-stuff-I-should-do-myself. Way to be Schanell. Golly.
Oh more exciting news…. I found out where my people are from! Whoop. Ok no Leasa Weimer, my cool cousin, emailed me our family genealogy awhile back. Turns out that my great great great grandparents are from Trondheim, Norway. So I’m basically a Viking. Ok maybe not; however, it accounts for my man-hands and my brick-house shoulders. That is just weird to say. I am going to go there after the Israel trip. Stoked. Do I have any friends/family living there?? Holler at me if you live there and reading this blog. Please? I will visit! We will have fun!
Most exciting news!!! Leasa Weimer had a baby girl!!! Aspen is her name and I am so exited to meet her!!! I would have inserted a picture, but didn’t want to without permission. She’s really cute… I may have to pay royalties and we all know I can’t afford that : ) I am technically her second cousin, but that is boring to say. So I am the cool aunt. I am no longer the youngin in the family either!! Oohhh yeah I feel a wrinkle comin on.
Yay for horrible grammar and spelling and blogging skills altogether. Bring it up with my editor.
Advice of the week: Do NOT do 10 minutes of consecutive handstands. It hurts REAL bad. I’m only smiling for the photo. Promise.
Keep it classy.
I am at a new coffee shop. It’s about 100 degrees. I’m sitting in direct sunlight. I ordered a hot americano. Winning. This place is cool though (in the non-literal sense of course). It’s called Black Eye Coffee Shop. I’ve always wanted a black eye. That would be badass. I digress. Check it out. It’s in the Highlands.
I have to admit something. I watch the Bachelor and Bachelorette. Lame I know. A new season just started and I watched the first episode last Tuesday. I am usually amped to watch this show on Hulu, but about two minutes into the first episode I noticed my feelings about this show have changed. Why you ask? Well relationships are no joke. Entering into them with ‘stupid-tinted’ glasses is just silly. Yes. I am saying that Desiree (the new bachelorette) is in love la la land. These dudes are basic strangers, living in a fairy-tale, traveling all over the world, all while their real lives are on pause. So of course you will get sucked up into love la la land. Then boom. Camera’s are off and things get real. Most of the relationships end. That’s no good. Face it f you don’t make sure all of your ducks are in a row, crap can get real messy. Truth. Trust me on that one.
In other news… I am on the move again!!! I finally can live up to the “Where in the world is Schanell” aspect of this blog. Stoked. This weekend I’m headed to the Butte. Next Glenwood Springs, and then off to good ole’ Orlando. Should be a good time. I’ll make sure to write of my adventures or bore you with stupid stories.
Wear sunscreen. Drink iced coffee. Run ONLY when chased.
I just got done passing out fliers at the Colfax Marathon. My time walking around talking to people as they finish the race only reinforces my “love” of running. Seriously people who would pay $150+ dollars to run around for 26.2 miles? On Colfax? You people are crazy. I’m going to stick to lifting heavy things.
Currently I am at the Perk listening to some kid scream at the top of her lungs. OMG. Birth control. Take your child to the park. Kids don’t need coffee. Promise.
I went deep sea fishing recently. It was amazing. I caught a Mahi Mahi. I ate its cousin. Yum. If you ever have been deep sea fishing you know that it is no joke. Your just trolling along and then BAM! Strap in and get ready to go. Throw on a belt, hook in the rod and get to work.
Most of my fisherman/fisherwoman friends know that there are times when the fish pulls more line out….thats annoying. Times when you can reel it in a bit…even though it feels like an inch. Then there are times when you just have to hold on for dear life, and hope the little bugger won’t drag you off the boat. But more times then not you reel it in and it makes all the hard work worth it.
Where are you now in your life? Are you holding on dear life? Are you making some progress? Or does it feel like life is pulling you around a bit? Wherever you may be, accept it. Knowing that all things will work out for good. Focus on the truth. It likely won’t be easy, but it is always worth it.
Well have a great day!
Go rollerblading, stroll around a farmers market, or better yet… Grab a rod and go fishin!
I have totally fallen of the blogging wagon. I think it may be in effort to keep my rather dull life under wraps. That’s not true. My life hasn’t been dull. I guess I feel a bit like a fraud since I haven’t been anywhere lately. “Where in the WORLD is Schanell”…. well Denver still. Lame.
I think I may start making up imaginary trips/adventures I have been on…. then tell you about them. No. That’s even more lame. Gosh.
I am learning a lot about myself lately. For example I have learned that I am the most selfish, stubborn, abrasive person I know or any of you know. So there is no need to tell me that to my face anymore. Point taken. Come to think of it, I actually just think that I say what everyone else wishes they could say. So you’re welcome.
In the spirit of self improvement, based on all the great feedback on my “awesomeness” I re-evaluated my Myers-Briggs Personality results. I’m a ISTJ. It says I should be a librarian, military officer, IRS agent, or teacher (just to name a few). Ummmm sweet. I’ll get right on that. If you have never done the Myers-Briggs before…. you should. Activity Time!! See I’d be a great teacher. Ha.
1. My friend Leah had her baby!! I get to go visit her in like 30 minutes. So excited.
2. I’m getting a tattoo. Yes. Gross. I’m THAT girl. Makin my parents proud.
3. I am planning a big event. You are all going to have wait for that goodness.
4. I only drink decaf coffee now. It’s kinda a big deal.
5. Can I borrow someone’s kid to go on a Easter Egg hunt next weekend?? Thanks
Later people. Yum.
I got these sweet shades from my co-worker for Christmas. Badass.
Watch this …. yes it’s old school, but I think it’s hilarious.
Happy Holiday’s/Happy New Year!!!!! It was a good and crazy couple of weeks and now it’s 2013.
A friend of mine said I should blog about something deep and profound. Nope. I got nothing…. So I will tell you a pointless story.
Random Story Time:
I had this English teacher in High School. Her name was Dottie Davis, or Mrs. Davis. Whatever. I didn’t like her much. No I take that back… I didn’t like her at all. I’m sure if she ever read this blog she would feel like a failure of a teacher. Do I have to explain why? (my grammar and spelling is terrible). Muahahaha.
Anyways… she once accused me of cheating on some stupid assignment. Of course I didn’t cheat. I suck at lying. Probably because I have the memory of a 67 year old woman. So if I were to construct a web of lies I would eventually forget the original lie and get stuck in my own web-o-shit. Where am I going with this???? Oh man I forgot the whole point of this story…. watch this. Call me Dory. Short term memory loss. Check.
I JUST found out that Dory is Ellen DeGeneres!!! I want to go to her show REAL bad. I’m going to make that happen.
Hmm…. well this post is dumb. Once again.
Have fun with those New Year Resolutions. Start CrossFit. Surround yourself with people that don’t suck the life out of you. Pick up a new nickname like my personal fav Sch-nay-nay. Dance often. Be random. Try REAL hard to stop caring what others think about you. Say what’s on your mind.
This blog is certainly going to bite the big one…. No but really. If you just want to scroll to the bottom and watch the FRIDAY video. Do that. The rest of this post is just useless chatter to make me feel…. well less useless (half kidding).
Ready??? Cool. I’m not. “I’m in a glass cage of emotion!!!”—->Anchorman …. True. Laughing? I am.
Starting a sentence…..
Thanksgiving happened. Fried turkey hillbilly happiness happened. It was EPIC. It is December tomorrow. That means… Christmas music, sledding, ice skating, CrossFit (well that’s a given everyday of the year), Aunt Sharon Christmas cookie decorating, Neiderworder Family Christmas Party, snow?, Friends/Family… you get the point.
Who likes Christmas music? I like this gem—-> Grandma Got Ran Over by a Raindeer….. Hilarious.
Quote: Read it.
“To me, there are three things we all should do every day. We should do this every day of our lives. Number one is laugh. You should laugh every day. Number two is think. You should spend some time in thought. And number three is, you should have your emotions moved to tears, could be happiness or joy. But think about it. If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that’s a full day. That’s a heck of a day. You do that seven days a week, you’re going to have something special.”-Jim Valvano
I guess you could say I have had a heck of a day…. how about you?
Ok Happy Friday.<—— Watch this. Dance. Repeat.
I just ate an apple as big as a softball. AMAZING. Oh Kazakhstan… How I miss your apples (That’s just weird Schanell… just plain weird).
…… I’m done.