Guys, it's the last day of February! I am particularly thrilled because I can never spell this month correctly; I usually put "Feb" to suffice. March is one of my favorite months. I am partially biased; it's the month of my birthday, several family members' birthdays, and the much anticipated Spring Break.
But more importantly today marks one week until my Spring Break begins. Folks, who I've gotten to know a little bit and will get much better on plane rides, and I will be venturing off to work with a people group foreign to us and in complete opposition to the Truth. But we know very well that our G0d can break all barriers built by centuries of hatred, hardened hearts, and cultural isolation. Will you join us in prayerfully expecting for the L0rd to perform miracles, for people to have the desire to draw near to Him, for us to have opportunities to engage with folks that need to hear the Truth for the first time, and for us to encourage Friends currently there?
28 February 2013
09 February 2013
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I cannot believe that we are well into February. This is partially due to the hormonal weather that switches from warm April days to (unprepared) chilly mornings. Weathermen must get a kick out of this. But life has been more hectic than I expected it to be so early in the year.
Classes are a little harder than I imagined--well actually just one class is harder than I ever imagined: ceramics! Yes, ceramics. The art of making cylinders has not "clicked." Thus, it has become more frustrating than enjoyable--but I am in there with several friends, so that does make it laughable. In my history class, my teacher sounds like Harrison Ford and his syllabus had dinos. Need I say more?!
In my spare time, you can find me running/walking/crawling in preparation for a half-marathon. When I began college I made a bucket list of things to do before graduation. Well the list only holds two items: bungee jump and complete a half-marathon. The latter will come reality April 6th. I thoroughly enjoy running at night. The stars are so bright at night. But the other night I had a revelation while running. I didn't want to start walking or slow down my pace. I didn't want to do such because I didn't want others to see me walking. At the core, I am prideful. Even in running, I'm prideful. My prayer became for my running to be glorifying, whether in running, barely jogging, or flat out walking, and to not worry about those around me.
The last recent bit of news pertains to this blog's title. I have been provided the opportunity to spend my Spring Break overseas loving on the people of that country. Where you might ask? Think of the only country whose name is the same as that of an animal or sandwich meat. Yes, that's it! Will you join my teammates and I in prayer for the country, for softened hearts, for divine appointments in our week's time there, and Colossians 1:9-14.
Classes are a little harder than I imagined--well actually just one class is harder than I ever imagined: ceramics! Yes, ceramics. The art of making cylinders has not "clicked." Thus, it has become more frustrating than enjoyable--but I am in there with several friends, so that does make it laughable. In my history class, my teacher sounds like Harrison Ford and his syllabus had dinos. Need I say more?!
In my spare time, you can find me running/walking/crawling in preparation for a half-marathon. When I began college I made a bucket list of things to do before graduation. Well the list only holds two items: bungee jump and complete a half-marathon. The latter will come reality April 6th. I thoroughly enjoy running at night. The stars are so bright at night. But the other night I had a revelation while running. I didn't want to start walking or slow down my pace. I didn't want to do such because I didn't want others to see me walking. At the core, I am prideful. Even in running, I'm prideful. My prayer became for my running to be glorifying, whether in running, barely jogging, or flat out walking, and to not worry about those around me.
The last recent bit of news pertains to this blog's title. I have been provided the opportunity to spend my Spring Break overseas loving on the people of that country. Where you might ask? Think of the only country whose name is the same as that of an animal or sandwich meat. Yes, that's it! Will you join my teammates and I in prayer for the country, for softened hearts, for divine appointments in our week's time there, and Colossians 1:9-14.
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