Snail Mail

I am a snail mail junkie. I'll admit it. I absolutely love getting letters. I enjoy writing letters too. It's a fantastic way to keep in contact with people. Sure, there is all sorts of amazing technology for keeping in contact with people. Email, facebook, texting, twitter, whatever. But nothing is quite the same as receiving an envelope with your name on it and knowing that someone went through the trouble of sitting down, writing you a letter, and remembering to mail it. You can read it over and over, or stash it in a drawer where it will make you happy all over again when you find it. I have folders from both my summers at camp where I have saved every letter I got over that summer. And I do read through them all every once in a while, just because it makes me happy. Also, here's phenomenal secret about snail mail: If you write to people, most of the time they'll write back! So not only do they get the excitement of getting something that's not a magazine or a bill in the mail, chances are so will you! Make someone's day. Send them a letter.

Hermeneutics, Vegan Snacks, and my Battle with the Monstrous Hill

It's been an interesting week (if you couldn't guess from the title). I had my first classes with Joey this week, Dave's son-in-law, who is a legitimate theologian. I learned new words and concepts, like hermeneutics (a way of interpreting) and exegesis (Trying to figure out what the original meaning was). Those are definitely new topics. However, it dips into the more academic side of things, which isn't too much different from dealing with other literature. Some of the terms even carry over. See, an English major is good for something. I also got to tag along to Nicole, my roommate's, small group, where Wendy's mom was talking about healthy eating and making some different vegan munchies for us to try. I will admit, I felt a bit like a 5 year old at some points, watching her mix up the walnut pate. "I don't think I like that... or that..." But I tried it anyway, and discovered it was delicious. Does this mean I'm giving up bacon and chocolate? No. However, swapping my morning cappacino for a fruit smoothie might happen. Finally, my adventures with the monsterous hill. I've been taking a four mile walk every morning with Grace and Nicole. Most of this is uphill. Tuesday, it started to hurt walking with my shoes on. We were half way through the walk at this point, (to the top of the hill, heading back), and it was easier to walk without my shoes. So I did. The point is, I'm now taking a break from challenging the hill until whatever I stretched more than I should have has recovered. That's week three of my adventure! Tune in next week!

Week 2 (because I'm feeling super creative in the title department)

This has been a very good week. Friday was really fun. We went to Cade's Cove and saw two black bears (trust me, it's a big deal). Monday started the actual training. As Dave Johnston put it, it's kind of like drinking out of a fire hydrant. Information over load, in a good way. It's awesome to be immersed in the message of the ministry which is the identity we have in Christ and how to live out of that. That's a really simplified version, if you want to know more, ask me! I'm still processing a lot of the information, but I'm excited to put things into practice and bring it back to Camp Witness. It's very refreshing to be submerged in the Word of God.

Week 1

If you couldn't guess from the title, I've been in Knoxville for exactly a week today. This week was Infusion's staff retreat, which was awesome. I got to here some great speakers, most of which are head of something within the ministry. We also did fun things in the evenings, like going downtown or grilling out by what everyone calls a lake but is really part of the Tennessee River. It's really refreshing to have the opportunity to just sit and listen, to soak up God's word. My actual studies will start this next week. That's very exciting and also a little intimidating. Most everyone involved here has some sort of Bible/ theology degree. Which means they know a lot. But that's the reason I'm here. I want to learn more, to really establish a firm foundation of Biblical knowledge to take back with me. So, that's pretty much it for week one of adventures in the South, stay tuned for more updates!

Follow Me

First, watch this.

A friend of mine posted this on facebook not too long ago. And it was a bit of a 2x4 moment. I have definitely done that a lot. Which is kind of crazy, considering that one of my biggest fears is complacency. I don't want to wake up one day and  realize that I have done nothing with my life. Now listen to this. (Yes, I know it's a country song, that's not the point. Listen to the lyrics. Actually listen to them.)

I don't like being scared, and I don't like being uncomfortable.Yet that's really where I want to be. That's where I'm going to be if I'm truly following Christ. Which brings us to today's church service. I all too often want God to fix what's wrong. But my focus is off. My focus is on what's wrong with me. It's really a twisted sort of pride. It's also not fun at all to spend lots of time thinking about what a mess you are. Acknowledgement is one thing, dwelling on it is another. I'm never going to be perfect. None of us are. But that's not the point. The point is pursuing Christ above all else. That's where the focus needs to be. Not on poor pitiful me. On Christ. If I'm striving for that, everything else will fall into place. It's not going to be easy, either. The last year has been rough, with school and life in general. I'm finally starting to realize why. Because it's only when I have nothing left to cling to that I really turn to God. Not a fun process. But necessary. Because I want to know Jesus. I want to be always seeking to know Him better. I never want to be satisfied with where I am in my relationship with Christ. I want to seek Him above all else. That's where I am. Rough as getting here has been, I think it's a good place to start the summer. (In case you didn't know, I'm spending my summer interning with Infusion Ministries in Knoxville, TN. Check them out. www.infusionnow.org) I'm both excited and terrified. I know this is where I need to be, but it's totally different than anything I've done before. And it's just me. I'm not doing this with anyone from here. But I know it will  be good, because I know this is where God wants me, and that He is going to use this. Prayers would be appreciated, and I'm planning to use this blog as a form of updating people. Anyway, that's where I am. Let the summer begin.

Focus

Where's your focus? This has been the question of my life lately. I like to joke about having ADOS (Attention Deficit Ooo Shiny!) but it's really more serious than that. I'm realizing how easily I get distracted from God. There can be some little problem right in front of my nose, and I practically let it consume my life, forgetting that God is still right there and my problem doesn't seem huge to Him. And if I would listen when he tells me that, things would go a whole lot better. But I inevitably try to handle it on my own, which inevitably leads to me face planting in the dirt. All this is the result of misplaced focus. I focus on what I consider to be problems instead of God. My dad says that God either gets your attention with a tap on the shoulder or a 2x4 to the head. I get the 2x4 a lot, because I don't listen so well. But I want to. I want my focus to be fully on God, all the time. Will it be? No. I'll fail. But He'll pick me up and I can keep striving for that. My first summer at camp I was absolutely fascinated by the concept of majesty. It's disgusting how often I forget that. Because the God of the universe, the very God who breathed out the stars and is the only reason I'm breathing right now, who created cells and solar systems, also wants a relationship with me. I sure don't understand it. I wouldn't want anything to do with myself. I'm a mess. But God does. It blows my mind. That's where my focus needs to be.

Superheroes

I have a confession to make: I love superheroes. I spent a fair amount of time growing up pretending to be one. I still love superheroes. And heroes in general, really. Today I was thinking about why that is. Part of it is because I am a romantic in the English major sense. The original romances were the stories of knights, chivalry, daring-do, and doing the right thing no matter what. Action-adventure stories. That's really what superhero stories are. The knights of the old stories were often aided by magic or some other unknown, superheroes have powers. Same concept. However, the heroes are never perfect. Yet another reason I'm so drawn to the stories. Who wants a perfect character? It sounds good in theory, but really, that would be one boring character. There would be no tension and no room for development. Flaws make the character real. We're rooting for them to overcome their issues and the right thing, the thing we know they are capable of, if they can just see it. Then I thought about that list I posted the other day. The one that listed the issues of various people in the Bible. Flawed people who accomplished the impossible. People who were called to do things they legitimately weren't capable of doing. They didn't have super powers to help them out either. But the had something better. They had the God of the universe behind them.Nothing would have happened without Him. We don't usually think about it this way, but I feel like they deserve the title of hero. Not because of what they did, because it wasn't them at all. But because they trusted God and allowed Him to work in their lives. As I admitted earlier, I'm a romantic. I like to see my life as a grand adventure. The idea of living a mundane life, being comfortable, and waking up one day to realize I haven't done anything in my life scares me more than almost anything else. But that adventure isn't something out of my reach. I just need to trust God enough to live it.