Where in the World is Jessica Richards?

Follow the journies of Jessica...where was she this week? Early Saturday morning, I again loaded my belongings into the gutless cutless (which is quickly becoming like it's name) and began the long 7 hour drive to Jasper. As much as my packing and unpacking has taken on a second nature type of feel, I mysteriously forgot the majority of the things I needed this weekend. I must not take for granted that I always know what I'm doing, or that I continuously have my wits about me!

Although I journied alone, I was very much amused...by random road signs (Manly Hall...seriously? And the 'scenic' highway to Alaska, which turned out to be simply a dirt road), and by singing unabashedly at the top of my lungs. Upon arrival in Jasper I was greeted by familiarity, family and a wonderful 22 degrees!!! What could make for a better weekend?

On Saturday evening we attended mass with my aunt and I was once again struck by Jesus' amazing sacrifice for us!!! Not only his sacrifice that paid for our sins, but the life that he has given to us now, so that we can live and do and breathe!!! It is no longer I that live, but Christ that lives in me! Pretty amazing. We entered the church in the darkness, and lit candles. All of which was a symbol of Christ's death and resurrection...with his resurrection he brought us life.

One thing that has really been sticking out in my mind recently is the act of remembering. Jesus asked his disciples to remember..."Do this in remembrance of me"...and the Israelites constantly remembered what God had done from them, and how he brought them out of Egypt. I feel sometimes as if we have lost the art of remembering, or have possibly become worse at it. Or maybe just I have. I love Paula's blog that is entirely given over to remembering! I want to do more of this...more of remembering the things that God has done for me, and the monumental moments in my life where he has 'parted the waters' or even in the daily things where he has opened my eyes to see beauty in my surroundings. I believe that also in our memories, God can and will be glorified!

So...after a weekend of reconnecting with family and saying more goodbyes, Monday afternoon brought with it the journey home.