I have this voice in my head. I'd like to think it's me. Actually, it is. I'm a people person, and, I'm also sometimes critical. I read blogs, books, have conversations, and am constantly surrounded by people. (Sometimes too many. Today I was on the KCR-train- and I was touching five people simultaneously. It was not a pleasant situation...thankfully it is winter, and no one has BO and I had my iPod to whisk me away from the sound of the masses) I'm also a thinker, a tangent taker, and quite random. Today I was on the bus on the way home, and I saw a guy picking his nose, and I immediately started a monologue with the voice in my head.
It went something like this,
"Ughhh, he's picking his nose. On the bus. Why is he looking at it? I know the bus sometimes seems like personal space, but it isn't. Why is his pocket bulging? Does he have another McFish in there like he just finished? Who would put a sandwich in their pocket? What is that big book on his lap? It looks like a large Chinese Bible. Why would he be carrying it? Oh crap, there goes my bus stop, now I'll have to walk back from the next stop!"
And that's how it went. My exact thoughts. Strangely similar to Elaine on Seinfeld. I am constantly have a commentary on life going on inside my head. I was having a conversation on AIM today, and I was like, "Why the heck is the person so stubborn? Don't they see that...blah, blah, blah?" Then I was reading a blog, and I was like, "Oh, honey, this stage won't last, keep your chin up." And the commentary continued. I am constantly making decisions based on this inner commentary, some of them aren't so good. Some of them are quickly judgmental, based on what I assume. Some of them are harsh, and irrational thoughts. It makes me wonder how many people have a commentary on my life. And what they think. This can be an entirely paranoid and overwhelming thought. But the truth is, only One Person's commentary really matters. And He is the other voice inside of me. Lately in Revolve we have been talking about silence, listening, hearing, posture. All very good, valid, and horribly difficult things for me. (And for most people, I'd like to assume.) My commentary drowns out His voice so much. And yes, I do like my random thoughts and tangents, but if I don't allow myself to shut up inside and hear what He is saying, my commentary on life will become the reality of life. And that's far too much of myself. My mom used to say that I like to talk to hear my own voice. It's true.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Thursday, January 25, 2007
My Musings
Here are some things that I've been thinking about lately:
*Guys should NOT shape, wax, or pluck their eyebrows (unless they are bordering on a unibrow)
*Is it bad to forget to bring your Bible to a prayer meeting?
*It's always easy to be willing to learn when you're in a new place, because you have to learn, because it's new. But when you're used to a place, liking to learn gets a bit harder
*Dipping bread in olive oil is a good idea
*It's good to taste again (after having a cold)
*Who really is the best super hero ever?
*I'm going to try to smuggle a bamboo shoot back to the US
*My time here is going WAY too quickly.
*It's really ironic to be taking Race & Ethnicity in America over Distance Ed. Especially when I'm not in the states.
*I wish I could speak Cantonese or Mandarin
*Or at least decent Spanish
*Pizza hut is not a great place to go for a birthday
*It's a good thing that places here don't have sprinkler systems...we lit a cake with 17 candles in Pizza Hut w/o anyone yelling at us or getting sprayed with water.
*Climbing over a wall that has a thorn tree growing over top isn't a pleasant experience
*I am woman, hear me roar, I climb over an 8 foot wall. Oogah, oogah (Cavewoman voice)
*Lilies are definitely my favorite flower
*Contacts shouldn't be left in for three days straight
*Sportsmanship doesn't seem to develop in males until age 13 or later
*It only costs $10.30 to mail a large card to the states (that's like $1.50 USD)
*Guys should NOT shape, wax, or pluck their eyebrows (unless they are bordering on a unibrow)
*Is it bad to forget to bring your Bible to a prayer meeting?
*It's always easy to be willing to learn when you're in a new place, because you have to learn, because it's new. But when you're used to a place, liking to learn gets a bit harder
*Dipping bread in olive oil is a good idea
*It's good to taste again (after having a cold)
*Who really is the best super hero ever?
*I'm going to try to smuggle a bamboo shoot back to the US
*My time here is going WAY too quickly.
*It's really ironic to be taking Race & Ethnicity in America over Distance Ed. Especially when I'm not in the states.
*I wish I could speak Cantonese or Mandarin
*Or at least decent Spanish
*Pizza hut is not a great place to go for a birthday
*It's a good thing that places here don't have sprinkler systems...we lit a cake with 17 candles in Pizza Hut w/o anyone yelling at us or getting sprayed with water.
*Climbing over a wall that has a thorn tree growing over top isn't a pleasant experience
*I am woman, hear me roar, I climb over an 8 foot wall. Oogah, oogah (Cavewoman voice)
*Lilies are definitely my favorite flower
*Contacts shouldn't be left in for three days straight
*Sportsmanship doesn't seem to develop in males until age 13 or later
*It only costs $10.30 to mail a large card to the states (that's like $1.50 USD)
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Unaware
Tonight after (R)evolve I stood on the train, in the usually position: leaning in a corner. I had my new iPod out, and was playing solitaire. I don't like to read when I'm standing, so I usually find something else to do if I don't get a seat. That, of course, is a huge waste of time since I only get a seat about 1/2 the time. So I was standing there, playing solitaire on a tiny little screen, when I decided to take a look around me. I noticed a guy on the bench adjacent to me, on the end, reading a book. Bibles are really, the most recognizable books in the world. I had no doubt that it was a Bible, and not a Koran, the book of Mormon, or any other type of prayer book. Whoever decided that all Bibles should look relatively the same was a genius. Unless, they don't, and it's just something a fellow Christian knows. I found myself observing him almost the whole rest of the train ride. My heart just seemed to warm as I watched him, and I felt so connected somehow, connected to God, and to him. I looked at the Bible, and it was in Chinese, and it made me smile. I felt closer to him than to anyone on the train (the kids that were with me in the beginning left), and he was reading the Word of God in Chinese. It was great. I felt compelled to whip out my Bible (by that point I had put away my game of solitaire and was feeling sufficiently guilty for not attempting to read because I was standing up...) and start reading, or run over to him and say, "Amen brother!" and walk away.
He encouraged me so much. I watched him turn a page, then turn it back, and reread it, he was studying his Bible, and taking pleasure out of it. So often I don't study the Bible when I'm on my own. I just read it. I usually only study it when I need to for a class or lesson or something. He has reignited my fervor for reading on the train, especially my Bible, I never will know who I encourage. I don't know why watching him gave me so much pleasure (he wasn't cute, it wasn't that...) but I was so encouraged, and it gave me joy knowing I was connected with him through the Holy Spirit. And the whole time, he was unaware.
He encouraged me so much. I watched him turn a page, then turn it back, and reread it, he was studying his Bible, and taking pleasure out of it. So often I don't study the Bible when I'm on my own. I just read it. I usually only study it when I need to for a class or lesson or something. He has reignited my fervor for reading on the train, especially my Bible, I never will know who I encourage. I don't know why watching him gave me so much pleasure (he wasn't cute, it wasn't that...) but I was so encouraged, and it gave me joy knowing I was connected with him through the Holy Spirit. And the whole time, he was unaware.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Lost in Interpretation
So I've been thinking a lot lately about interpretation. Earlier (like a few months ago), I was thinking about interpretations between people. The way people interpret what you are saying isn't necessarily what you are actually trying to say. People have these frames in which they are framing everything you say. In the same way, when I say something, I am framing it before I "send it out". Tricky. Yeah, if you need more clarification, go to my blog archives and look for the post "frames". Anywhoo. Back to the main subject.
Interpretation. I just finished the book Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell. This book is amazing, and I recommend it to anyone, or most anyone. Rob Bell would be called an emergent thinker by most Christians. In the beginning of his book, he was talking about the authority of the Bible. He in every way states that the Bible is the true Word of God. He tells a lot of the Jewish history behind some things in the Bible. Like, the yoke. When Jesus says His yoke is easy, He was talking about His teachings. And he talks about how every Rabbi had his own interpretation of the Torah, and when a new Rabbi was said to have authority, it means that 3 other Rabbis had validated that this new interpretation was good and valid. Bell also talks about the practice of "binding and loosing", which is wrestling with a text and getting the meaning out of it. So yeah, it's hard to explain, but it all makes sense and he has the utmost respect and regard for the Holiness of the Bible. So then I started reading a John Piper book. In the beginning, he just goes through and talks about some of the people that have affected him in his faith journey. Piper was in college during the whole Existential movement in the 60s, where everyone could make up their own truth. So of course, his faith is firmly rooted on the premise that there is only one truth. Which I whole heartedly agree with. But Piper talks about there being only one meaning to a Bible passage, and that is the truth of the Bible. But the thing is, is that no one wants a Bible that was written 2000+ years ago by people who were writing to their own culture and time period, that has the exact same meaning that it did 2000 years ago. That makes it dead. Bell talks about wrestling with a text, looking at the original meaning, but saying that the whole power in the Bible is the interpretation that the Holy Spirit is doing with and in you and the text. But the thing with that is, that no one wants a Bible that is wishy washy and that can be explained away as a person's interpretation of the truth. Or that someone can simply say, "Oh, the Spirit led me to this." So many people use that phrase in the name of truth, and it is the exact opposite of that. So many people have their versions of the truth, or how they claim the truth. So yes, this is the quandary that I find myself in. And currently, the sinus pressure in my head is killing my brain cells, so I don't have any left to wrestle with this tonight. More on this later. If you have any thoughts, please leave a comment.
Interpretation. I just finished the book Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell. This book is amazing, and I recommend it to anyone, or most anyone. Rob Bell would be called an emergent thinker by most Christians. In the beginning of his book, he was talking about the authority of the Bible. He in every way states that the Bible is the true Word of God. He tells a lot of the Jewish history behind some things in the Bible. Like, the yoke. When Jesus says His yoke is easy, He was talking about His teachings. And he talks about how every Rabbi had his own interpretation of the Torah, and when a new Rabbi was said to have authority, it means that 3 other Rabbis had validated that this new interpretation was good and valid. Bell also talks about the practice of "binding and loosing", which is wrestling with a text and getting the meaning out of it. So yeah, it's hard to explain, but it all makes sense and he has the utmost respect and regard for the Holiness of the Bible. So then I started reading a John Piper book. In the beginning, he just goes through and talks about some of the people that have affected him in his faith journey. Piper was in college during the whole Existential movement in the 60s, where everyone could make up their own truth. So of course, his faith is firmly rooted on the premise that there is only one truth. Which I whole heartedly agree with. But Piper talks about there being only one meaning to a Bible passage, and that is the truth of the Bible. But the thing is, is that no one wants a Bible that was written 2000+ years ago by people who were writing to their own culture and time period, that has the exact same meaning that it did 2000 years ago. That makes it dead. Bell talks about wrestling with a text, looking at the original meaning, but saying that the whole power in the Bible is the interpretation that the Holy Spirit is doing with and in you and the text. But the thing with that is, that no one wants a Bible that is wishy washy and that can be explained away as a person's interpretation of the truth. Or that someone can simply say, "Oh, the Spirit led me to this." So many people use that phrase in the name of truth, and it is the exact opposite of that. So many people have their versions of the truth, or how they claim the truth. So yes, this is the quandary that I find myself in. And currently, the sinus pressure in my head is killing my brain cells, so I don't have any left to wrestle with this tonight. More on this later. If you have any thoughts, please leave a comment.
This Year in Review
I promised the classic New Years post, so here it is. And, it is not technically late, because Chinese New Year is still a month away!
In 2006 I...:
*Finished my first year at Northwestern
*Got a new sister
*Dyed my hair for the first time
*Tore 3 ligaments
*Had my second knee surgery
*Got closer to my other sister
*Broke up with my first boyfriend
*Got closer to my sister in law
*Started learning about and loving homeless/destitute people
*Was in my first car accident
*Finished a scrapbook that I had been working on for two years
*Made many new friends
*Had 2 of the best roommates ever
*Prepared for an internship
*Came to Hong Kong
*Learned so many things that are too numerous to count
*Got a bigger view of the world
*Went to Taiwan for the first time (very briefly, just a layover...)
*Went to LA for the first time
*Went to Thailand for the first time
*Experienced some of the hottest weather I've ever been in
*Have had my socks blessed off
*Spoke my first phrase of Cantonese to a native speaker (it took a lot of effort, I missed my bus stop many times because I was too afraid to say anything)
*Met a ton of international people
*Gained perspective (on many levels)
*Inherited a "niece" (for lack of a better word) for a time...Isabella...I love that baby!
*Lost confidence
*Gained it back again
*Lived through an earthquake (heheheheheee)
*Gained another family (the Roses)
*Missed the first election I was able to vote in
*Gained another family (the Enns)
*Realized what loneliness feels like
*Appreciated my own family more than ever
*Realized my family isn't quite conventional
*Learned (still learning) about leadership
*Ate real sushi, at a real sushi place
*Ate fried squid (not bad)
*learned to like cucumbers, asparagus, and tomatoes
*Learned how to make homemade frosting
*Learned how to find my way around a new country (I am now fairly confident)
*Got lost about a million times before I came to the previous point
*Stayed outside for a whole night with Brett to win the golden ticket at Krispy Kreme! (PS. We won)
*Got sick of Krispy Kremes (never thought that would happen)
*Realized there are more Indians than the 5 that are in MN.
*Turned 20
...That's all for now...maybe I'll add more!
In 2006 I...:
*Finished my first year at Northwestern
*Got a new sister
*Dyed my hair for the first time
*Tore 3 ligaments
*Had my second knee surgery
*Got closer to my other sister
*Broke up with my first boyfriend
*Got closer to my sister in law
*Started learning about and loving homeless/destitute people
*Was in my first car accident
*Finished a scrapbook that I had been working on for two years
*Made many new friends
*Had 2 of the best roommates ever
*Prepared for an internship
*Came to Hong Kong
*Learned so many things that are too numerous to count
*Got a bigger view of the world
*Went to Taiwan for the first time (very briefly, just a layover...)
*Went to LA for the first time
*Went to Thailand for the first time
*Experienced some of the hottest weather I've ever been in
*Have had my socks blessed off
*Spoke my first phrase of Cantonese to a native speaker (it took a lot of effort, I missed my bus stop many times because I was too afraid to say anything)
*Met a ton of international people
*Gained perspective (on many levels)
*Inherited a "niece" (for lack of a better word) for a time...Isabella...I love that baby!
*Lost confidence
*Gained it back again
*Lived through an earthquake (heheheheheee)
*Gained another family (the Roses)
*Missed the first election I was able to vote in
*Gained another family (the Enns)
*Realized what loneliness feels like
*Appreciated my own family more than ever
*Realized my family isn't quite conventional
*Learned (still learning) about leadership
*Ate real sushi, at a real sushi place
*Ate fried squid (not bad)
*learned to like cucumbers, asparagus, and tomatoes
*Learned how to make homemade frosting
*Learned how to find my way around a new country (I am now fairly confident)
*Got lost about a million times before I came to the previous point
*Stayed outside for a whole night with Brett to win the golden ticket at Krispy Kreme! (PS. We won)
*Got sick of Krispy Kremes (never thought that would happen)
*Realized there are more Indians than the 5 that are in MN.
*Turned 20
...That's all for now...maybe I'll add more!
Sunday, January 14, 2007
It's been a while...
So it's been a while, hasn't it. Let me explain. The holidays rushed by, and then my mom came for a visit, and then I had been procrastinating for so long, that I was avoiding blogging like the plague. (Or SARS, if you want me to be more culturally relevant.) In any case... I have a lot of catching up to do. This post might end up being a blurred, boggled, mess of a blog, being that it's been so long! So lets get it started...
Christmas:
Christmas was definitely good. Definitely different as well. It was my first Christmas away from home, or any family. (The fact that I knew my mom was coming 3 days later did help though.) I spent the majority of the month of December at Mike n' Melissa's flat. That was very nice on several levels. 1. It was good to spend Christmas with people who have known me for years. 2. It's more centrally located. And most importantly 3. I LOVE THOSE GUYS! Seriously, I know you both are reading this, and it's semi cheesy, but I appreciate everything that you did, and still do to make me feel more at home, especially during the holidays. The best present that I saw over Christmas has got to be Isabella's tent. Ok, so when you think of a tent for a 19 month old, you think small. Isabella is so loved that she got a good sized tent. And when I say "good sized", I mean like it was a regular Gander Mountain 2 person tent (only with Hello Kitty all over it). Hahahha. No, but really, she loves it, and it's so cute when she invites you to play in it...that kid has a heart of gold. Melissa made a fabulous Christmas feast complete with turkey, cranberries, mashed potatoes, asparagus that I actually liked, and a "Happy Birthday Jesus" cake. It's amazing what that woman can do in such a small kitchen.
My mom arrived on the 28th. We stayed at the High Rock Christian Centre, where a family from our church also live. The name High Rock really isn't just to sound pretty. It's on the top of this really random hill, and to get to it, you have to climb a series of extremely steep inclines. And then when you get to the top, there's a set of stairs that climbs almost like a ladder. It was quite an adventure to get the suitcases up there. The hill aside, it was a great place to stay. The room we were in had a couch with a hyda-bed in it, and a bed up high with a desk underneath, a kitchenette, and a bathroom complete with washer/dryer and a shower.
It's really amazing how ingenious Hong Kongers are with space. A previous tenant had rigged a pulley system in the hallway where he could attach his bike and raise it to the ultra-high ceiling. The second bed was super high (the best mattress in Hong Kong though), and the bathroom had this wooden rack thing on a pulley. We figured out a few days in that once you wash your clothes, you can hang them on the rack, raise it to the high ceiling, and then there was a conveniently located fan pointed directly at the raised rack so it would be a speedier process. Genius, I tell you!
Me and my mom did a slew of things while she was here. We went to the Peak, SoHo to get Krispy Kremes, around the Island, a Chinese tea class, Cheng Cheu Island (rural fishing island...we got to eat seafood for really cheap at an oceanside restaurant and walk in the S. China Sea), Enns', TST to get Ebeneezer's (great Lebanese food), Heritage Museum, a temple, and some other random things that are escaping my mind. But we were running every second. I am so glad that she got to come. The ticket was actually a surprise from my aunt and uncle. What a blessing! My mom is such a prayer warrior. When she found out I was going to HK, she immediately thought of visiting. But then realized that we wouldn't be able to afford it. Then she kept praying about it, and in the fall, she was surprised with this ticket! What a blessing. It was so cool to have her come and bring a little bit of home with her. I was glad that she got to meet some of the kids here and sit in on some of the youth group activities. I think the thing that most pleasantly surprised me that I missed was praying before going to bed (yes, childhood tradition, that still goes on, even my older brother prays with the parentals when home on break) and hugs and kisses. I really didn't realize how much I missed physical touch from family. So yeah. That's the trip in a nutshell. If you know my mom, and are interested in hearing more, ask her to show you the DVD...she constantly had her video camera out, much to my chagrin =) (PM, I get a point for using "chagrin")
New Years:
New Years was not too different from normal: the classic youth group Lock In. This was a ton of fun. The kids were so laid back and actually just wanted to sit in one room most of the time and play board games and Xbox and watch movies. It was great. I think the kids here rarely have an extended time to relax and hang out with friends without other pressures. One girl did, however, bring one of her textbooks, I don't think she got a lot of studying in. I am going to write a separate New Years post highlighting 2006 for you all. I tried to do it last year, but never got around to it.
Since then:
*I moved out of High Rock and back to the Enns'. It's good to be back in their home, and I missed them. They are now obsessed with this game called Settlers. It's seriously a huge family event. I finally got to play last night. Needless to say, I lost badly. I think they've played at least 15 games of it since they got it a few days after Christmas!
*I'm a little bit sick, so you could pray for me if you think about it. I don't think I'm terribly sick, because when I take medicine, I'm good for "6-8 hours".
*Youth worship started playing again on a regular basis. (We took a break for a few reasons)
We have a new sound system that we share with other groups in the church and today was the first time we used in Sunday School. It was sweet. No amps to carry upstairs, and we even had mics! YESSSS!
*I have started a girls Bible study. PM had wanted me to start one eventually. The cool part about this is that one of the girls approached me and said that she knew the boys had a Bible study, and she was wondering if I would start one. I was totally blown away. So we have officially met 2 times. Attendance is a little lacking, but that is to be expected. Pray that more girls would come, and also that I would be able to develop teaching skills. Teaching is not my favorite thing (mostly because I'm not very good at it), and the worst part is that it takes practice to be good at it. (Annoying how that works, isn't it?) But I am deep down thankful for the opportunity to develop my teaching skills, get to develop my relationship with these girls, learn more about the Bible as I prepare, and share life with them, as they share with me. And so, we are both learning, which I have realized is a good and necessary component.
*I will be starting online classes through NWC soon, so pray that I can manage my time wisely and do well in these classes.
That's all for now. Adios.
Christmas:
Christmas was definitely good. Definitely different as well. It was my first Christmas away from home, or any family. (The fact that I knew my mom was coming 3 days later did help though.) I spent the majority of the month of December at Mike n' Melissa's flat. That was very nice on several levels. 1. It was good to spend Christmas with people who have known me for years. 2. It's more centrally located. And most importantly 3. I LOVE THOSE GUYS! Seriously, I know you both are reading this, and it's semi cheesy, but I appreciate everything that you did, and still do to make me feel more at home, especially during the holidays. The best present that I saw over Christmas has got to be Isabella's tent. Ok, so when you think of a tent for a 19 month old, you think small. Isabella is so loved that she got a good sized tent. And when I say "good sized", I mean like it was a regular Gander Mountain 2 person tent (only with Hello Kitty all over it). Hahahha. No, but really, she loves it, and it's so cute when she invites you to play in it...that kid has a heart of gold. Melissa made a fabulous Christmas feast complete with turkey, cranberries, mashed potatoes, asparagus that I actually liked, and a "Happy Birthday Jesus" cake. It's amazing what that woman can do in such a small kitchen.
My mom arrived on the 28th. We stayed at the High Rock Christian Centre, where a family from our church also live. The name High Rock really isn't just to sound pretty. It's on the top of this really random hill, and to get to it, you have to climb a series of extremely steep inclines. And then when you get to the top, there's a set of stairs that climbs almost like a ladder. It was quite an adventure to get the suitcases up there. The hill aside, it was a great place to stay. The room we were in had a couch with a hyda-bed in it, and a bed up high with a desk underneath, a kitchenette, and a bathroom complete with washer/dryer and a shower.
It's really amazing how ingenious Hong Kongers are with space. A previous tenant had rigged a pulley system in the hallway where he could attach his bike and raise it to the ultra-high ceiling. The second bed was super high (the best mattress in Hong Kong though), and the bathroom had this wooden rack thing on a pulley. We figured out a few days in that once you wash your clothes, you can hang them on the rack, raise it to the high ceiling, and then there was a conveniently located fan pointed directly at the raised rack so it would be a speedier process. Genius, I tell you!
Me and my mom did a slew of things while she was here. We went to the Peak, SoHo to get Krispy Kremes, around the Island, a Chinese tea class, Cheng Cheu Island (rural fishing island...we got to eat seafood for really cheap at an oceanside restaurant and walk in the S. China Sea), Enns', TST to get Ebeneezer's (great Lebanese food), Heritage Museum, a temple, and some other random things that are escaping my mind. But we were running every second. I am so glad that she got to come. The ticket was actually a surprise from my aunt and uncle. What a blessing! My mom is such a prayer warrior. When she found out I was going to HK, she immediately thought of visiting. But then realized that we wouldn't be able to afford it. Then she kept praying about it, and in the fall, she was surprised with this ticket! What a blessing. It was so cool to have her come and bring a little bit of home with her. I was glad that she got to meet some of the kids here and sit in on some of the youth group activities. I think the thing that most pleasantly surprised me that I missed was praying before going to bed (yes, childhood tradition, that still goes on, even my older brother prays with the parentals when home on break) and hugs and kisses. I really didn't realize how much I missed physical touch from family. So yeah. That's the trip in a nutshell. If you know my mom, and are interested in hearing more, ask her to show you the DVD...she constantly had her video camera out, much to my chagrin =) (PM, I get a point for using "chagrin")
New Years:
New Years was not too different from normal: the classic youth group Lock In. This was a ton of fun. The kids were so laid back and actually just wanted to sit in one room most of the time and play board games and Xbox and watch movies. It was great. I think the kids here rarely have an extended time to relax and hang out with friends without other pressures. One girl did, however, bring one of her textbooks, I don't think she got a lot of studying in. I am going to write a separate New Years post highlighting 2006 for you all. I tried to do it last year, but never got around to it.
Since then:
*I moved out of High Rock and back to the Enns'. It's good to be back in their home, and I missed them. They are now obsessed with this game called Settlers. It's seriously a huge family event. I finally got to play last night. Needless to say, I lost badly. I think they've played at least 15 games of it since they got it a few days after Christmas!
*I'm a little bit sick, so you could pray for me if you think about it. I don't think I'm terribly sick, because when I take medicine, I'm good for "6-8 hours".
*Youth worship started playing again on a regular basis. (We took a break for a few reasons)
We have a new sound system that we share with other groups in the church and today was the first time we used in Sunday School. It was sweet. No amps to carry upstairs, and we even had mics! YESSSS!
*I have started a girls Bible study. PM had wanted me to start one eventually. The cool part about this is that one of the girls approached me and said that she knew the boys had a Bible study, and she was wondering if I would start one. I was totally blown away. So we have officially met 2 times. Attendance is a little lacking, but that is to be expected. Pray that more girls would come, and also that I would be able to develop teaching skills. Teaching is not my favorite thing (mostly because I'm not very good at it), and the worst part is that it takes practice to be good at it. (Annoying how that works, isn't it?) But I am deep down thankful for the opportunity to develop my teaching skills, get to develop my relationship with these girls, learn more about the Bible as I prepare, and share life with them, as they share with me. And so, we are both learning, which I have realized is a good and necessary component.
*I will be starting online classes through NWC soon, so pray that I can manage my time wisely and do well in these classes.
That's all for now. Adios.
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