Peace to you all in this August, ever the month of transition. I love you all, I am glad to have heard about your summers so far, and the prospect of seeing you is making me truly look forward to returning to school.
At the beginning of July, I went out to Cornerstone Festival in Illinois with my family and lots of friends. This was, sadly, the very last Cornerstone. There was one evening where I took a walk around the midway, gleaming in the night with local food trucks and bustling with people eating, playing frisbee or listening to one of the 3 or 4 different styles of music coming out of as many tents. I cried that this had to be the end. Cornerstone embodies everything I love about being a believer in God- community, the arts, prayer, and the respectful and beautiful balance of silly and sacred. We were all sad to say goodbye to it. But at the same time, those things are rooted in God and can be found elsewhere. At that moment in the midway it seemed to me that Cornerstone is a seed that has to die for many other awesome things to sprout up- things inspired by it and informed by the its culture. At the end of the festival was an impromptu rallying-up of almost all 5,000 people as we made a funeral procession for a boat (representing Cornerstone) and burned it on the lake and sang hymns! (The silly/sacred thing comes in here.) It was so sad, but so wonderful. Oh joy. I'll tell you more about it later. Here are some photos from that experience.
Fourth of July!
Chloe became a believer four years ago at Cornerstone, so we sang Happy Birthday!
My two older sisters and me in the midway.
My parents.
That last photo is from before the fest, with our friends the Ottos at the farm in Gridley, Illinois.
From there everyone else went home- to Lancaster, Philadelphia, or Texas- and my parents and younger siblings William and Maggie and I went out west. This is a trip that my dad had had in the works for at least ten years. We traveled through Missouri, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and into California. I saw and experienced lots of new things, including:
1) Arid climates
2) Desert
3) The whole "route 66" thing
4) Cactus plants
5) Ranches
6) The Pacific Ocean
7) Oil fields
8) REAL burrito and taco opportunities
and I was glad to become a little bit familiar with more of our country. It was a rough time for me emotionally, though, and I was relieved to come home to Lancaster. (I can tell you more about that, and about my return home as well, later on!) Here are some photos from that end of the trip.
Strange film but happy smiles in New Mexico!
Oil fields of wonder + the squirrel
Texas.
This was at a street market in San Luis Obispo, California.
Post-trip, I've been trying to spend time with people as much as possible before I leave again. That has been very special. I also have been trying to prepare myself for RAing again (if that's possible.) This summer's been a time of thinking a lot and processing and struggling through necessary thoughts and problems, and not necessarily finding all my questions answered. I think that God has shown me more the importance of scripture and of giving up my endless worries to him when I'm being engulfed by them. This summer has also been a time of enjoying life in a new and free way that I have not been used to, which is a blessing. Fake tattoos, biking around the city, Settlers of Catan, doing dishes, being ok with sleeping in.
Again, can't wait to talk to you girls more about our summers and fill in all the blanks for each other. It'll be so good to see you in a few weeks. Lots of love,
Hannah B.