Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Grateful

Life is half spent before we know what it is. - George Herbert


This weekend I got to spend a ridiculous amount of time with the Burt RA's. I have come to realize that these women are my heart, my confidants and my tribe. They are why I love my job so much. They have encouraged me, challenged me, and given me more honesty than anyone else in my life. But more than that, they have loved me. Even when I suck, even when I'm having an awful day, even when I lose my school ring that none of them even remotely care about. They know me, and yet they love me. I have never been more thankful for a group of people in my life.
It is so clear to me why God put me here, why I was meant to have this job. I have spent today, in spite of stupid projects, really trying to soak up the good things God has given me. I am blessed beyond measure to know these girls and overwhelmed that God saw fit to put them in my life. I love you ladies.


Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Peeling away

Here lately I have felt passionless. For those of you that know me, you know this is rare and strange for me. I have no desire for my classes, or the future, or worst of all God. I have been realizing that God and I have lost touch. God has been breaking me with my family, my friends, certainty about the future, its all a little unstable. Ok, a lot unstable.

All the things I find security in are not here anymore and the lightbulb went off. I am trying to do it all myself again. I do this over and over. Try to take control. I heard the song below on my iPod today and it really spoke to me. In the midst of my 6 projects, finals, my sick gradparents, my friends, my job and finals, I have forgotten that God is here with me. Today when I heard this song, I felt my heart break. I am returning wounded and humbled. I am ready for Him to "rend" me. I need Him to.


Rend- Jimmy Needham

You’ve been tarnished
And you’ve been stained
And all the varnish
you’ve used to cover up with is peeling away

Yet even now, return to me
with nothing less Than your wounded, broken heart
And cling to Me, your gracious King
Be shattered glass of empty jars
and rend Rend, rend, rend Rend your hearts

I don’t need a grand display
Show me that your heart has changed
I don’t need a show
Only just to know your own heart breaks

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Give thanks

Today is barefoot day at UMHB. Ok, so we didn't call it that, its called "Soul to Soul"... its a day to remember Haiti and the orphans that live there. We are donating money so that they can have shoes. As of lunch we already had attatined that goal and were moving on the paying for food. So exciting! But, can I just say that days like today are really hard for me? Seriously, I can't relate.

As some of you well know, I haven't been allowed to do missions out of the country. Its a long story, one I will not bore you with. However, I feel like my world view is skewed... off kilter. I have seen the world through my friends eyes.. but never through my own. Some of you will say that is my fault, some of you won't. That is really irrelevant at this point. As I have walked around today, I have padded quietly through the quad (softest grass ever), been shooed out of the sub, and giggled in class at our dirty feet. But I have also cut myself on a sharp rock or two... A friend reminded me that this is a day to feel lucky for what we have and I do. I guess what I'm trying to say is I forgot to remember. Until I sliced my foot open. Barefoot is not all fun and games.

My life has been much like this day. I have walked around in my middle class life, white bread suburbia without remembering how lucky I am. I have a house, food, family, an education, health care... the list goes on and on. Most of my friends have already experienced the slicing open of their foot... They have seen poverty and devastation and pain. I haven't seen it yet; at least not to the degree in which they have described it. Today God taught me about gratefulness. My life has not been perfect by any means, but it has been good. I may not have seen Haiti yet, but today I learned a lesson from those tiny orphans... God is good and I am grateful.

If you are reading this pray for Haiti, and the orphans that live there. Pray that they see God in the shoes that go there. Pray that we can be Jesus to them, even if for now it is just from Belton.