Barbie Movies Anyone???

I never thought that at age 25 I could say this, but I own the Barbie movie “Barbie: Princess and the Pauper.” How did this come about you ask? Well, I was looking through the movie selection at the house and saw that the girls didn’t have this movie and having heard from Nicole’s little sisters that the Barbie movies are fantastic I thought I would buy it for $5 at Walmart when I was in San Diego. When I returned home I unwrapped it and wrote my name on it—If somebody doesn’t regulate DVDs they get ruined really quickly here. Then, two days later when I was about to gift it to the girls what do I see lying beside the DVD player but TWO, not one, but two copies of “Barbie: Princess and the Pauper.” Now, being that I had graffitti’d my name all over the DVD I had purchased, I came to the unfortunate conclusion that I, Emily Huebscher, at age 25 and of my own free will am owner of a copy of said Barbie movie. Sigh.

Aside from that, a recent God sighting: I went today, Friday, to San Diego for the day. I woke up feeling like I was fighting a cold (again). We went to SD and could only stay until 3pm instead of 6pm or so like usual. When I came back I was exhausted for some reason, oh and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to go to Jerry and Linda’s (the pretty beach house) this week to use the internet and spend time with a smaller group of kids. Instead, I was going with all the kids (around 30) to the worship concert at the church, which would normally be a cool thing except when you are somewhat responsible for 30 kids and when you are an introvert and in a busy, jump around and sing and have fake fog float out of the ceiling kind of place (they really did the fake fog thing). So, I was perceiving all this as somewhat negative. And I guess feeling kind of entitled to a full day off. I hate that feeling of entitlement. That’s probably why I was so tired. I feel like sin makes a person more tired than usual… Anyway, and this is where God comes in (though He was there all along I just wasn’t paying Him a ton of attention)—I actually had a really great time and was able maybe for the first time since I’ve been here in Mexico to worship. It was also a good reminder to see the kids dancing around and singing in the front of the church that God wants all of us like that—no inhibitions, just dancing and singing our hearts out to Him. Another way I was really blessed by the service was that there is this song that I love that I don’t have on my computer and I have been longing to hear it and they played it tonight!!! I felt like it was a specific gift from God to me… kinda like He knew I “needed” to hear that song. In the end, after feeling tired all day I left the service smiling and feeling rejuvenated. What a great and intimate God I am serving here in Mexico—even in my ungratefulness He gave me what I needed today in a place I least expected to find it.