America ~by Stephanie

Six lanes, tail lights, red ants marching into the night.

Disappear to my left and right again....

Yes, America the Busy.

Utila had the dirt bikes, mopeds, golf-carts, and ATVs...the traffic got pretty bad there when the little Ford Ranger decided to make a U-turn. But here, the busyness is different. We drove forty minutes and traveled across several cities; in Utila we walked forty minutes and reached the end of the entire bay we occupied. My family and I went to the State Fair last Thursday and thought about how many times the population of Utila could be multiplied to fill the occupancy there simply attending on that certain day.

I had been soaking it in while I walked through the airport in Houston. Restaurant after restaurant, businessman after businessman gone crazy talking to themselves, oh wait...they had those bluetooth thingys...never mind. I was stuck in the amazement of all that was around me. I had lived three months in simplicity, nothing pressing for your time save your stomach saying you must prepare dinner and remembering you had three pages of homework for tomorrow. But now, I was lugging my large blue bag looking for the baggage claim to rescue the rest of our belongings and carrying them home to safety when a lady yelled, "Hey, ma'am, look. I think they know you." As I turned to look I almost dropped that heavy bag except it was wrapped around me in such a way that caught me in the straps...I tried to run and couldn't...thus I waddled at unbelievable speed towards my dear friends that yes, they did know me-they knew me! The first people that knew me out of all those people! I hugged each of the Orrs and found my Dad, his parents and then the Watsons and later my grandma drove up in our white mini-van.

I was in America, I was home...I was going to ride in a car going more than 10mph for the first time in three months!

That marvelous mint chocolate-chip milkshake sent my brain into outer space before I could take ten sips each two minutes apart...my body was in shock...thus I chose to skip the chocolate cake. I laid down that night with a grand headache in my bed, si, cama de mia! Mi cama! It was comfy and ALL mine! I slept with the window open because it was too silent compared to Utila. That morning I also woke up to silence...at 10:30am. No cursing Caribbeans, no trucks speeding by that obviously did not pass any safety inspections, it was silent and I heard only my thoughts...where was Utila? My mom compared it to Narnia; we had entered this place of amazement, beauty, and tranquility. We lived there. It was real. I can tell you the names of the islanders, my friends. I am able to see the smiles and revisit the conversations. I can put my feet back into the shoes that walked those streets of Utila...but Utila has left me, or I have left Utila. Either way, the effect is the same. Utila has shrank away, away into one moment...the past.

I have not lost communication with my friends there. Our emails are sent across the distance instantly and some of them have watched our video on YouTube that Lori put together. Just type "Utila Weber, Mills, and Friends" in the search and it will pull it up for you. Another video is on it's way that will have the humor of our trip...this video has the tear jerker factor to it...*sniff*...so sad.

My mom let us go to Family Camp at Big Sandy, Texas! It was amazing. Family Camp has always been the activity of the year for me. Yes, Utila was put first this year but Family Camp got fit in right after! I had a beautiful time with my friends. I loved the moments I had with them just walking and talking. I didn't play volleyball much this year but, I'll be okay. I think if you asked me my favorite part of Family Camp it would have to be the last morning. My friend David Sandretto picked Kristina, Jason, Rebecca, Samuel, Hannah, Josiah, Victoria, Bethany, Danielle, Bonnie, and ME up in his mini-van and he took us to a little bluff and we welcomed the sunrise with a devotional and hymns and a few choruses. It was perfect. Me and my friends, together worshipping the God of Creation, Our God of Creation. He heard us, He listened to our praises of His name. After the sun had risen we spotted Mr. and Mrs. Smith on their morning walk together and waved them over so we could throw down a camera to them and they took our picture. The adventure didn't stop there, you forget we had guys in the group, they wanted to see farther and thus we placed our Bibles back in David's van and journeyed about twenty minutes longer. All of our shoes became soaked by the dew and we all sloshed through the road...I knew my toes were going to look like prunes. At one point we all got hungry so while David, Josiah and Samuel ran back to the van (leaving of course, David's knife as collateral to reassure us of his return) I stayed on top of a hay bail and everyone else ventured a wee bit farther...sloshing as they went...I actually had great cell phone signal on that hay bail believe it or not!

We drove home for a doctor's appointment; Amanda, Andrea, and I had staff infection...JOY! We are okay now, I have pretty scars...but I'm not dead! That night my daddy took us to a high school football game...another shocker! SO MANY PEOPLE---all the same age!!! It was strange to say the least...I got frito pie. :):):) I was then happy. The next day we...oh wait, we went to that football game because it was the homecoming of the highschool my dad went to. Alright, the next day we all went to the theater to watch Fireproof. I loved it. If anyone has not watched it, go and watch it now! Don't finish reading my post here is the link, www.fireproof-themovie.com It is so good, I am so thankful this church continues to make such great films and the quality of their equipment is so much better since the time they first began.
After the film dad dropped us off at home; we were going to help mom unload but David had already come to help her and that part of the job was over. (too bad, lol) Church was different becasue we got to text during the service time. We got to text questions into the church about leadership methods; I really liked being able to have that week. I enjoyed worshipping in

English! Spanish was amazing but this time I understood everything I was saying and singing! The week went by too fast and just this past Sunday we went to Restoration for their Spanish service. Very small but I loved it! The teacher spoke slowly because almost everyone had come for the same purpose; we were all learning/practicing Spanish, together!
This week I am preparing and organizing my CLEP studies and getting my film opportunities in line, I'm so excited to see my Savior lead.
Praise be His name! Glory and Honor and Praise! I thank Him for the beautiful time He gave to me and my family in Utila. Life goes on and if you'll stick around we'll keep you updated!
Stephanie
-home again!