Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Entering the Commune

Good afternoon! I know that it's been quite a while since I last wrote, but I do have some good excuses. But, let me get on with my "story".

I had been dating a guy that I went to high school with and realized or rather "admitted to myself" that we were going in two different directions, so we terminated our relationship before I moved into my apartment. Because of the loss of that relationship, I was really lonely. I had been attending Abbott Loop Christian Center since moving to Anchorage, but it was way, way too big for me! I felt lost and totally disconnected--even though I knew a lot of people there.

There was a Christian rock band called "JC & Company" that had a couple of members from ALCC and 2 guys from Gospel Outreach. They practiced at Jerry & Debbie Wilkinson's home...which was a couple of streets over from where I lived. I was friends with Debbie, so often found my way over to her house where I hung out with her and listened to music.

I'll never forget the first time that I met a couple of the "sisters" from GO. Talia and Sydney were dressed in long dresses, black combat boots, long straight/or super curly hair and had come out of the whole hippie/drug culture. They were wonderful people and invited me to one of their Bible studies. I decided to go (which was pretty brave of me) and remember going to a house over in the Spenard area of town. There were a bunch of people sitting around on the floor, one guy playing a rhythm guitar, and a guy with a long dishwater blond beard, dressed in overalls who read chapters out of the book of Ezekiel.

I've often wondered if he had even a clue as to what Ezekiel was all about, but people would say, "Far out" or "Amen" at seemingly appropriate moments. I couldn't concentrate, but kept looking around the room and wondering what in the world I was doing there!

Another time, I went over to a house in Mt. View that was called "the sister's house"--where all the single women lived. Now, that was an experience! I pulled up into the driveway in my little red Vega, wearing black WIDE-leg pants, a white blouse and a little short black and red vest. Once again, I walked into another world...everyone sitting on the floor (no furniture), long dresses, bib overalls, long hair, long beards, and some super spacy people!

I don't have a clue what they talked about, but there were long readings of scripture, playing guitars and singing Psalms, and some pretty "far-out" testimonies! One guy (Danny) was so fried that he could barely speak, but later on, the Lord totally renewed his mind! It was awesome.

That's where I met Travis. He had only been a Christian for about a month and was still a very scary person to look at! Damon, his 3-year old son, was running all over the place...also with long hair and Travis came up to welcome me. I babbled on about my brother being lost in the drug world and beat a hasty retreat. Travis told me later that I looked so scared and very out-of-place!

But, I was so impressed with how much people loved God! They had received an amazing touch of Jesus and that drew me! I was very hungry and thirsty to be a part of something more meaningful than my little apartment or my job at the DA's office. I wanted to be a part of something that made more sense than what I had. So, I asked the leaders if I could move in. They couldn't believe it...why would I want to do something like that?

My parents came to Anchorage in November and we all went over to the "sister's house" to meet all the girls, as well as talk to Scott & Ellie Snedeker (who were in charge). Everyone was really impressed that I had parents that cared enough to come see what I wanted to do. My folks said, "Yes, you can do this, if you want to". Later on, they told me that they were pretty concerned about me moving in with such an odd bunch of people, but it turned out to be the very best thing I could have ever done!

So, I sold my car to my dad--who sold it to my brother, took most of my mini-dresses and personal things home, then moved into the "sister's house." There were about 28 of us living in one 3-bedroom house. Bunk beds had been built into the walls and were stacked 2 and 3 tiers high! We weren't there very long...the leaders rented another house over by the Tarwater House (brother's house) and I was moved over there. There was lots more room!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

My 1st Apartment

After about a year, I was hired as a receptionist at the District Attorney's office. At the same time, I decided to spread my wings and get my own place.

I had talked several times to one of the legal secretaries at an office on my route and she mentioned that she also managed a little row of efficiency apartments quite close to my new-to-be job. So, one evening after work, I met her and she showed me a tiny, little apartment that would just fit my budget! I was so excited to sign my first lease and get ready to move in.

But, oh....dirty? That's not the word, so I spent several days scrubbing, etc. It had blue tile (linoleum-type) floors--the kind that you had to scrub on your hands and knees, rinse, then put down a coat of wax. They absolutely GLOWED when I finished! I was so proud!

Hmmmm...also extremely, extremely naive! Little did I know that I was moving into a real pit, so to speak! My next door neighbor turned out to be a raging alcoholic with her front teeth missing. She would stumble home from the bars with all kinds of guys--pretty scary dudes! Several times, when she was semi-sober, she would come over to use my phone and one day, she brought this big, black-haired, black-eyed, scarred up man in with her. Oh my gosh! I just sat there and prayed that nothing would happen to me! It didn't! He was obviously with her, but I never let her in after that if she had anyone with her!

I would go into the little laundry room at night to throw in my wash, but would always just miss the other people who lived in the complex. I would hear them talking on the other side of opposite door as they walked away--never did see them.

When I went to the "manager's office" which was this secretary's personal apt., I remember almost dying on the spot. There were piles of doggie do-do all over her shag carpets, cats crawling or lounging all over her furniture and counters, a little girl running around in filty clothes...quite a wake-up call for a little country girl (me) who had been very sheltered from the world. I couldn't put that image of her together, in my mind, of the fashionably-dressed lovely lady who would show up to her office every day.

The Lord surely protected me all the time I lived there! I remember being very lonely, so got a little orange kitten to live with me. I think it was just as lonely as I was, because I had to leave it all day by itself.

My parents came to visit me several times and later on, my mom said that they were very concerned about me living there! Of course, they immediately saw all the creepy people around me and prayed constantly for my safety! I'm sure glad they did!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Company & Old Memories

It's a very warm (80 degrees) afternoon and absolutely beautiful out. Today is Travis's birthday and we have some very precious friends visiting us from Grand Junction, Colorado. They're on their way east for a month long vacation and are spending 2 nights with us!

We've known Milana for years and are just meeting her "new to us" husband, Bob Deal, for the 1st time. What a wonderful, kind man! They have been working as counselors in a Drug Rehab place for quite a long time and it was so uplifting as they told us story after story of the people who have come through the program and remain clean and sober!

That takes me back years ago to 1973, when I joined Gospel Outreach (a Christian communal ministry) up in Anchorage, Alaska. I was so fascinated by the people that I met there--people who had suffered through the hippie/free love/drug era and who were touched by God! I was so hungry and thirsty to be a part of something meaningful, so I moved in.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself. I'll start at the beginning and spread these old memories out over several days! By the way, that's where I met our friend, Milana!

I graduated high school in 1972, moved to Anchorage to work for Anchorage Messenger Service and rented a downstairs bedroom from my boss, Betty Hicklin. She and her husband, Joe, took very good care of me and put up with all my homesickness, etc.

My job was so cool! This was before the age of computers, internet, email, etc. I owned a little red Vega (car) and drove from attorneys office to attorneys office, to the bank, to the court house, etc. delivering and retrieving papers, bank deposits, etc. It was a great experience!

To be continued....

Monday, April 21, 2008

Spring Flowers

Yep! The weather is absolutely gorgeous today! Light breeze, warm--not too hot, sun shining and the grass and flowers are practically leaping out of the ground with delight, in celebration that winter seems to be "almost" over. Spring really is a time of new life--the dead of winter is finally past.

So, why am I blogging? Well, there's a young lady sitting in the next cubicle taking a Cosmetology Test and it's one of my many jobs to monitor the testing center here at the airport. But, as soon as she's finished...I plan to get on the bike and take Rusty out for a run around the hangars. In the meantime...I'm going to catch you up on just a few happenings!

Did I tell you that our 2nd to the oldest son, Allen, found his birth mother right after Thanksgiving of 2007? Travis was digging through some files in our office and came across all of Allen's adoption papers, including a copy of his original birth certificate. He told Allen that it would make more sense if he had those papers, so Allen and his wife, Erica, (who was also adopted) began pouring over them. Allen said, "Gosh! I've tried to find my birth mother online, but now I realize that I was spelling her first name wrong all these years."

So, being the computer whizzes that they are...when they returned home that night, they did an Internet search and FOUND her! Just like that!

Allen sent her an email that said, "Did you know a Christopher Allen Holotik" about 30 years ago? She promptly wrote back and said, "Yes, why do you ask?" And that's where it all began. She had been looking for him herself and was thrilled to be back in contact with him. She's already made one trip up to Kansas City and stayed with he and Erica for a week. Allen will be traveling to eastern Alabamba in May for his sister, Sarah's, graduation from college. Not Sara St. John, but another sister! Amazing, amazing!

He feels like a huge missing piece of his life has been handed back to him and we are thrilled for him! Did I mention that he was 10 years old when we adopted him? So, even though he was given up for adoption at age 5, he has many memories that are finally making sense to him!

I can't get over how quickly it happened, but when God has something planned for us, He doesn't mess around! Things just fall into place exactly at the appointed moment.

I sent her an email over the weekend to introduce myself/the St. Johns and she just wrote back saying that she would like to be in touch with us, but is getting ready for the graduation day when all kinds of family members will descend on her tiny house for 2 blessed events! Graduation and reunion time for Allen with a whole other family!

What will heaven be like? We will arrive at our appointed moment, and there will be all of our brothers and sisters (some familiar, most not) waiting to greet us...but best of all, Jesus will be there! And God, our Father! There won't be one weird feeling, either! Wondering what people think of us, not past hurts, all our tears washed away, just absolute delight in being together! Oh what a day that will be!

So, in the meantime, let's enjoy the warm weather, sunshine, and flowers bursting up out of the ground in celebration of spring--that glorious new life--the dead of winter past! And, if that's not happening in your area of the country...it won't be long before it does! Blessings!

Friday, April 18, 2008

Onwards and Upwards

I'm involved in a very interesting sideline. I write letters for a Christian organization that receives request for help, literature, correspondence, etc. from people all over the world.

This org is based out of Colorado--so periodically throughout the year, I get packets of letters to answer. All gifts (used Christian books & Bibles, etc) are sent out from Colorado--I just write to the folks afterwards. Well, yesterday, I received a BOX (yes, a BOX) of letters to answer.

I have a database set up on my computer where I keep track of each person, when I last wrote, if I sent out a Bible study or a copy of some article that would bless them, etc. It's turned into quite an amazing "ministry", so to speak!

I can't imagine how much fun we'll have when we reach eternity. I picture Mrs. Dagumarti running up and saying, "Oh hello...it's me! Remember when we used to write back and forth??" And even though I never met her here on earth...I will know who she is!

As I organized all the letters alphabetically last night (which took a very long time) I thought about all the needs represented in that one box. And I began to think about Jesus. Did you ever see the movie, "Bruce Almighty"? All the prayers that were hurled skyward?

How can He possibly pay attention to each and everyone of us? Billions of people on earth with billions of needs and requests! There are people around the world who are enduring great suffering, even as I write! And yet, the Lord knows each and every one by name...knows their thoughts and desires, knows their needs and despair! Knows when they reject Him, knows when they love Him! Knows! And loves unconditionally! How does He do it?

So, over the next week, I'll begin to pick up each letter and read through it. My prayer is that I will be an encouragement and help---being sensitive to each need...Even when I have to tell the person, "No, I can't send you any money!"

What an opportunity we all have...reaching out to those that come across our paths--whether through a letter with a colorful stamp from another country, or our next door neighbor who needs to borrow a cup of sugar or an egg!

Onwards and upwards! (a quote by CS Lewis in his book, "The Last Battle")

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Mid-Morning Coffee Break

Good morning! It's quiet here at the airport. The winds have picked up, which makes flying in smaller aircraft not as fun! But, there's a student out in our Cessna-172 who's willing to buck the elements to learn this crazy skill of defying gravity and sailing above the earth.

You might wonder..."Are you a pilot?" Heck NO! But, I love to go along, hold the charts, watch the instruments and look out the window! It's amazing the perspective you get when you're up in the air! You see all those tiny little ant-like semi-trucks moving down the freeways--being passed by tinier vehicles of varying colors and speeds! Makes you wonder how God could possibly be in tune with each one of us individually...right down to knowing the number of hairs on our heads! Wow! I mean there are millions of people around the globe all going about their lives! How could He possibly keep track of all of us? We come (born) and go (die) willy-nilly--or so it seems, yet He knows exactly what's going on with each of us! His love is so great that He is constantly moving closer and closer to us...waiting for us to relate back to Him! Amazing!

Moving along here! I must report that I'm feeling much better today! Much more positive! I slept well last night, which helps a great deal, I've noticed!

I haven't done my exercises yet, but I did make oatmeal for breakfast (which sticks with you and is healthy)...so will try to ride my bike out around the hangars later this afternoon. My trusty dog, Rusty, will run with me!

Talk to you later! Have a great day!

Monday, April 14, 2008

Depression

I went out to dinner with 5 other ladies from our church the other night. We have been friends for a very long time! I only get to touch base with them about once a month, because I live too far away now...but it's always such a treat to be together.

We are in various life journeys...a couple are divorced, a couple of us are married, all of us have kids, some of us have grandkids, a couple lost their moms within the past 6 months....so we always have lots to talk about.

Sherry mentioned that she wasn't sleeping very well and we all thought/said, "Menopause!" However, Phyllis (in a small voice) said, "Depression will do that to you, too."

I don't know why that stuck with me, but last night when I couldn't sleep, I got up and went out to the living room to mull over some things that I had on my mind and Phyllis's words came back to mind. Now, what would I have in my life that would depress me?

A myriad of difficulties came to mind and I realized that I really do have a touch of depression. I'm not motivated to do much of anything in the house. I'm tired all the time. I can fall asleep at the drop of a hat. I've gotten tired of a lot of my possessions! And on and on it goes.

So, with that "revelation" I promptly opened up my Bible to read and took some time to pray. I didn't get any big directive from God, but I felt very comforted! Almost like someone put their arms around me and said, "OK, now you know...so let's work on this together!"

Am I tired this morning? Yep! Do my muscles ache? Yep! But, I did do my exercises this morning before breakfast and put dishes away out of the dishwasher and drainer.

I'm out here at the airport now and thought I'd just write this down. Maybe someone else out there needs to hear this or has some suggestions! Or maybe not...it might just be for me!

By the way, I'm on Book 5 of the "Left Behind" series. I never wanted to read them, but one of my boys passed them on to me, so thought I'd plow into them. I had quite a bit of overload on "End Time Events" years ago, so have not wanted to think about all of that stuff.

However, I'm enjoying the stories---not at all sure that things will play out like the books say, but it does give one food for thought. I can see why our world today would eventually want a one-world government. We are so much more connected through the internet and technology that is advancing so rapidly. When we are constantly hearing hearing about bad things happening around the world...it makes a person wish for peace.

Enough about that. I'm off and running! (well, maybe not running, but putting one foot in front of the other!)

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Cold, Blustery Morning

What a great time to stop and write a few thoughts! Cold and blustery...that's what's outside, but inside the terminal building, there are a couple of Civil Air Patrol pilots sitting at the little table in the "lobby"--working on the never-ending paperwork required of CAP pilots!

Travis and Wayne are in the pilot's lounge mulling over some important airplane STUFF, Rusty (dog) is lying by me on the floor--hoping that someone will take him for a run and Scruffy (airport cat) is lolling on the couch--doing what most cats do continously--sleeping!

All we need is a little woodstove with a crackling fire and a jingling teapot!

I read a quote by CS Lewis this morning that went something like this..."Whatever small decision you make on any given situation--may one day be the result of some glorious victory in your life." So, I promptly went into our office and put my "walking" video in my little TV and went for a 2 mile trudge...thinking that someday I might reap a glorious victory in my constant battle with weight! I wish I was this motivated every day!

Friday, April 11, 2008

Very first blog

I've never done this before. But, I love to write, so why not give it a shot?

I've decided to call my blog...Airport Gal's blog. Do you want to know why? It's because I practically LIVE at the Fulton Airport! (Elton Hensley Memorial Airport, that is!) Did I ever think I would do such a thing? Nope, NEVER!

But, I've been here for several years now...going about my daily business of managing the office, mowing acres of grass in the summer, fueling all kinds of airplanes, sharing meals with folks that come out to barbeque in the evenings, etc, etc. You name it...I probably do it! Everything but fly airplanes. I ride along, but I don't pilot planes!

And so, I'm going to start posting my thoughts, activities, dreams, etc. This will be different than just emailing! I'm hoping that this will turn out to be fun! If not fun, then interesting!

Talk to you soon! Lucy