Friday, November 28, 2014

Thanksgiving and Black Friday in the UK...?

Yesterday was Thanksgiving, as you all know. I woke up feeling warm and thankful for electric radiators, as our boiler broke two days before. And I woke up with that feeling that it was a holiday. I can’t describe that feeling. Maybe it’s excitement, but it feels like something more.

But the day wasn’t easy.

Repairmen were working in our kitchen, replacing the boiler, from 8 am to around 5:30 pm. For about and hour or so we didn’t have any gas, so we couldn’t use the stove. At one point they said we weren’t going to have any water, but we kindly explained to them it was Thanksgiving and we had a lot of people coming over, so they worked very hard for us. The kitchen was absolutly atrocious. If you know me, you know I can’t stand messes. At one point I had to leave the kitchen and not think about it. But in the end, the boiler was fixed an hour before guests arrived, and we got all the dishes cleaned and everything ready on time. We had twenty people in our dining room. Everyone had a great time, and I think the Brits wish they had Thanksgiving. It could’ve been super stressful getting everything ready and for me it was at times, but it also went really smoothly.

We went around the table and shared what we were grateful for, and this is what I said (except I said it in a sentence or two at the table. When you’ve got twenty people to get through, you keep to the point).

I'm thankful more and more everyday for my wonderful, beautiful family who have always supported me in everything I do. I'm so blessed to have a close relationship with them. When I describe my mom and I's relationship to others, I tell them we're like the Gilmore Girls. It's very, very hard to be away from them, and I know it's hard for them too.

This year was my first (and honestly, hopefully only) Thanksgiving away from home. Yesterday all I wanted to do was watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. It’s a tradition. I searched on the internet for nearly an hour going from this site to that, trying to live stream the parade. Sites kept telling me two different places I could watch it, but everytime I went to the sites nothing was there. It was really frustrating. But I called home and got to see part of the parade, and as much as it was good for me to call home, it was emotional too, and I’ll be honest and say I broke down at one point.

Family and family holidays are super important and special to me. I love cooking with my mom, and I enjoy being there to help make everything go smoothly. I like creating cut-out turkeys with my sister and niece or making sure the drumsticks from the turkey are saved for my brothers. I like the excitement of my dad deep frying the turkey. I just love family togetherness, and I know a lot of people don’t have the relationship with their family like I do. And I am immensely thankful for mine. And I’m very excited to get to be home for a month over Christmas. Let it snow!

The day wasn’t bad, but it was different. I loved sharing Thanksgiving with others and seeing how much they loved and enjoyed it. I loved making pumpkin roll for the first time (don’t worry, aunt Ann, yours is more special) and hearing people say how good it was. It was a great experience and I’ll cherish it. Anyway, there is my Thanksgiving from the UK.

Now, the Brits haven’t adopted Thanksgiving, but they have begun to adopt Black Friday, and I think they should just stop… Check out these articles and feel free to be in awe at the sheer madness of it all. I mean, I know we say Black Friday is pretty crazy, but I think this is a whole new level of crazy. I’ve been Black Friday shopping three times, and it was never this chaotic.



Friday, November 14, 2014

You Qualify

I'm alive! Sorry, that was a bit dramatic...

I’m sorry it has been a month since my last blog, but it feels so good to be sitting here writing again. A lot has happened since I last wrote, and we’ve been quite busy over here in England. The team went to Albania and Italy for nearly two weeks for two different conferences. It was great to serve people all over Europe at both of the conferences and to see all sorts of people from different places coming together in unity. It truly was beautiful. It may have been stressful at times, but it was worth it.

It was also super neat to see some of our partners I’ve already met and catch up with them. It’s fun to think that I know people from different parts of Europe now, whereas before I came here, I’ll be honest and say the majority of people I knew came from Indiana, which isn’t a bad thing, but how cool is it to know people from all over? And to have the opportunity to build relationship with them and serve them and give them resources to help them reach their communities truly is a blessing.

In Albania our hotel was right by the Adriatic seaside. It was absolutely beautiful. Every night we fell asleep to the sound of the waves hitting the shore, and we had so much fun hanging out on the beach. I’ll never forget our last night and morning there. During our last evening, we sat on the shore and watched the sunset and we took a lot of pictures and enjoyed each other’s company. Before our flight left on our last day, the team and I hung out on the beach. I’ve never spent that much time on the beach because I’ve never really been, so it was a lot of fun to experience it. I still prefer the lake though. Sand gets everywhere. 




Italy was beautiful. Sam, Krista, and I got to spend a day in Rome. Sadly Darbi wasn’t feeling well and wasn’t able to join us. It was crazy to think I was in Rome though. I mean, that’s somewhere people usually just dream about going. But no, I was there. I saw the coliseum. I even went inside it. We went to the prison Paul was supposedly in when he wrote 2 Timothy, and we went in the Pantheon and the Vatican and we ate gelato twice and just had so much fun. It’s honestly still hard to believe I was there.




In short, my job is pretty awesome. I get to travel and meet other believers around the world and serve them. I love when we come together as one in unity. We’re not Baptists or Pentecostals or Catholics or Presbyterians, but we’re all disciples of Christ.

But I’m writing to share with you something that has really helped me, especially recently.

Christine Caine is one of my favorite speakers. I think we all have those people that can really speak life into us and challenge us, and Christine Caine is one of mine. I bought her daily devotional before I left the States, and it has been such a blessing to me. If you haven’t read her book Undaunted, I really recommend it, and the devotional as well.

Anyway, I don’t know about you, but I’m the first person to be hard on myself. And it’s not because I’m not confident or I don’t think I can do well, but it is because I expect a lot of myself. I expect myself to do well and to try and go above and beyond what is expected if possible. So if I don’t feel like I’m living up to that, I beat myself up.

No, it’s not a bad thing to want to do the best you can, but it can be detrimental to constantly be pushing yourself too hard instead of taking a deep breath and trying again or trying a different approach. Stress doesn’t help anything; it only makes you frantic.

Since I’ve been a part of the CreativeLab, a lot of tasks have been thrown my way. I’ve created a handful of flyers, conducted research and presentations, created slideshow transitions and ran the projector for one of our conferences, and I’m currently hard at work in putting our website together, and so on. Really, I do whatever comes my way. I’m even being trained to do a little videography.

While I absolutely love learning and stretching my abilities and challenging myself, sometimes I just don’t feel qualified for the task I’m given. I’ve never created a website. I’ve never run a projector, and the only presentations I’ve done were for a grade. At times it can be stressful and while I’m up for the challenge, I sometimes feel pressure because I don’t know if it will turn out as good as I want it to because I lack the experience I think I need. Pay attention to the word think there.

Take a look at this portion of scripture:

For context, remember that God just asked Moses to go to Pharaoh and demand him to free the Israelites.

“Moses said to the Lord, ‘Pardon your servant, Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.’ The Lord said to him, ‘Who gave human beings their mouths? Who makes them deaf or mute? Who gives them sight or makes them blind? Is it not I, the Lord? Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.’” Exodus 4:10-12

Moses didn’t feel qualified for the task God gave him. And what did God do? He basically told Moses he had no right to tell Him about who Moses was. And even though Moses believed he wasn’t eloquent and couldn’t speak well, God told him he would teach him and help him through it. As Christine Caine says,

“God doesn’t call the qualified. He qualifies the called.”

No matter what God has asked you or I to do, no matter how unqualified we feel, we are always qualified because God says so. Maybe I’m not an expert at public speaking or creating websites or videography, but God knows how my mind works. He knows that I like to create, and I have an eye for design. He knows despite the fact that I don’t necessarily enjoy speaking in front of people at first sometimes that I enjoy it after the fact and get a high off of it.

Five years ago, even two years ago, I would’ve thought you were crazy if you told me I’d be planning on going back to school to get a masters in English so I could teach creative writing and literature. I probably would’ve laughed at you. And even now, I wonder about the details and I wonder if I can even teach. But I’ve seen glimpses. In Italy, the CreativeLab did two different presentations on the MyStory program: one on KnowMyStory as a whole, and the other on a new app that is in development. Our Director, Darbi, gave the reigns to me on the app presentation because I created the Prezi (it’s like a fancy PowerPoint for those who don’t know), and she believed I could do it on my own. It felt a little nerve racking at first, but I actually enjoyed it.

In life there will always be moments where we feel like we don’t have the skills to do something. Instead of dwelling there and letting our thoughts and emotions guide us, we need to remember that God will help us because he qualifies us. And every time something new comes our way, we should embrace it because it is an opportunity to learn and grow.

I absolutely love learning, and I think I’ve only within the past year realized this about myself, but I really do. I love random facts and bits of knowledge. Expanding my knowledge and skill set is fun and enjoyable for me, but I have to work hard to keep it that way. It can be easy to be like Moses and say meekly, “Pardon me, Lord…” However, let’s rip those buts and ifs from our vocabularies because every new challenge and is an opportunity to gain a new skill or learn something new, and we just never know when that skill or knowledge could come in handy down the road.

I hope this encourages you as it has encouraged me. Every morning I try to spend time with God and ask him to help me through anything that comes my way, and I truly notice a difference in my day when I make that declaration. So go and make yours. Go tackle that mountain in front of you. Go build, write, create, teach, and learn. Know that you’ll never be alone in it. God is always there waiting for you to ask for his help and guidance, and he is so sweet to give it.



Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Swinging by the Seaside

As I sit in my living room in England (hello!), I’m realizing how excited I am to write this blog. I’ve enjoyed writing every blog I’ve written, but this one feels special. So many fun and wonderful things have happened over the past two and a half months, but this past week was filled with some of the best experiences I’ve had so far.

 It started in Oxford last weekend. Oxford is a little over two hours from where we live, so we made a little day trip down there. Now, in order to fully understand how ridiculously excited I was to go to Oxford, you have to know how inspirational C. S. Lewis has been to me. Believe it or not, when I was a pre-teen I didn’t think I loved reading. Sure, I could read well, but I didn’t read often. My mom bought me The Magician’s Nephew when I was around twelve and had me read it for school. I really didn’t want to read the book. But I’ll never forget reading it. I sat up in my room in suspense as Digory and Polly journeyed through the rafters that joined their houses. In short, The Chronicles of Narnia sparked my love for reading. Well, I guess Go Dog Go and Green Eggs and Ham and various other books helped along the way because I do remember being very excited and proud of myself when I learned to read, but C. S. Lewis’ writing really pushed me forward. I read Mere Christianity at the age of thirteen if that tells you anything.

Moving on. When we were in Oxford, we went to The Eagle and Child, which is the pub C. S. Lewis, Tolkien, and their writing group called the Inklings went frequently. It was a beautiful place full of character and drawings and paintings in tribute to Tolkien and Lewis. After an amazing lunch there (I had pulled pork. It was top notch.), we ventured over to The Kilns, where Lewis spent about thirty or so years of his life. The area has changed a lot since he lived there. What used to be farmland is now full of homes, and his is tucked away in the back. The home has a beautiful, whimsical garden and bright windows with beautiful views. The furniture isn’t the same that was in the home when he was there, but it as made to look as close to the original as possible.

It was a dream come true for me to see both of these places. I’ve always wanted to see where he lived and the streets he walked down. Near his home is a little pond, and I could just imagine him sitting back there writing or thinking. I don’t have many people I would really love to meet, but if he were alive, he’d definitely be one of them. After we left The Kilns, we walked around Oxford and saw a few of the universities around there, had marvelous chocolate chip cookies, bought a scarf (or two), and just took in the city.






I’ve come to realize one of the main things I love about British culture and society is their city centers. I love the shops in old buildings and streets in cobblestone that automobiles aren’t allowed to travel down. Pretty much every city center I’ve been to in the UK even has a market area where you can buy meat and fruit and vegetables and shop for all sorts of things and buy food from vendors (like the cookie place). That’s something we need to bring to the US. I don’t know what it is about it that I love so much. The architecture, the atmosphere, being able to walk to and fro from little shop to shop. It’s just class, as my friends in Northern Ireland would say.

Going to Oxford fulfilled a little dream of mine. I’m beginning to realize more and more every day how God cares about even our little dreams. I think every dream has a purpose, if even to make us happy or giddy or joyful. I think he likes to see us like that. After all, he is our father, and what father wouldn’t want to see their child giddy?

Where do I even begin with Northern Ireland? I guess I’ll start with why we went. I hadn’t met our boss yet and he was going to be there, so he asked us to come, and then one of our partners in Northern Ireland asked if we could come and film a video for them for a youth event they have coming up. This was the first time I’ve really gotten to help out with filming, and it was a blast. I was put on sound duty, so I made sure the sound was right and listened intently, making sure there were no obtrusive background noises. I really enjoyed it. It was super fun finding cool places around Belfast to film. We filmed in the botanic gardens, at Queens University, Victoria Square, a soccer stadium, and City Hall. We were in city call so late they had to unlock the doors to let us out, and we saw the mayor. Pretty cool if you ask me.








On our final day, we walked up the street to Starbucks, where I got a fabulous chai latte. The last one I’d gotten tasted pretty bad, so I asked God for it to be a really good one. And it truly was. Guys, he really cares about everything, even our favorite drink being delicious. Anyway, our last day was pretty much a free day. We decided to travel up to the north coast. We went to Carrick-a-Rede, which is a rope bridge suspended 100 feet in the air. It was absolutely gorgeous and the team and I had a great time wandering around there and taking some great photos. After the rope bridge, we journeyed over to Giant’s Causeway. It was my second time there, but it’s still breathtakingly beautiful. I’m hoping to write a poem about it sometime soon.

As beautiful as the causeway and the rope bridge were, my favorite part of this trip was simple, but so full of joy. We drove along the coast and saw a park by the seaside, so we just had to stop. The moment was too perfect. The four of us jumped out of the car like a bunch of little kids let out at recess and ran for the swings. I felt such joy while swinging. How often do you get to say you’ve swung by the seaside in Northern Ireland? I couldn’t quite explain the joy and freedom I felt. I can only say that I know it was God showing me his love in a beautiful way.

The whole trip was absolutely amazing. The team grew so much closer. We had so many laughs and jokes it is ridiculous and hard to remember them all. It’s so amazing how God knows what personalities work well together. He is so intricate in every single detail. I’ll never stopped being amazed and overwhelmed by him and his love. He cares about literally everything in our lives.





Sometimes I sit back and I’m amazed that I’m even here. A few weeks ago we were talking about dreams and what our dreams are, and I can honestly say I’m living one of my dreams right now: my biggest dream to date. It’s been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember to go to England and travel and do something I love that has a purpose. It seems so surreal at times. I cannot say enough how God cares about everything in our lives. We went to Northern Ireland to work, granted the work was fun, but it was still work. Amidst the work though, we built stronger relationships with one another and had a laugh or two or a thousand. We swung by the seaside for the pure joy and fun of it, and God was in the midst of all of it. We saw his beautiful creation, and he’s in it. We went to Oxford just to get away on a Saturday and see some sights, but God was in the midst of that too. 




I can’t explain how mind boggling that is to me. It’s something I’ve always known, but lately it has been so overwhelming. I love how we can go deeper and deeper into God’s love, joy, peace, and comfort our entire lives and still never fathom him completely. The other night I sat down and started reading some Psalms. Sometimes I like to read them out loud because it helps me focus and take them in more. If you haven’t tried it before, I definitely think you should. The Psalms I read talked about how big God is. Here’s a bit of one that really stuck out to me.

May the glory of the Lord endure forever; may the Lord rejoice in his works—he who looks at the earth, and it trembles, who touches the mountains, and they smoke.
I will sing to the Lord all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live. May my meditation be pleasing to him, as I rejoice in the Lord.Pslam 104:31-34

He’s just so magnificent. The earth trembles. The mountains smoke. The second part is my desire. He’s so good to me. He’s beyond good to me. He holds everything together, yet he loves me, and I want to make him happy like he makes me happy.


Funny enough, or not really because God knows what he’s doing, the video we filmed is for a youth event called Limitless. And as they say in the video, God really is limitless. He doesn’t have any boundaries. We say it all the time, but he really does love us, and he wants to show it to us. We just have to be willing to sit and listen to him. When we look at the world around us, we cannot deny that he is in creation and everything good. I’ll never forget the moment of swinging by the seaside in Northern Ireland. It felt so pure and free and so full of joy. I hope you'll allow God to show his love to you today, whether it is a good day or a bad day. 








Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Fifty-two

I’m sure some of you are aware last week was Banned Books Week (September 21st – 27th). With that in mind, I’ve been thinking about banned books all week. I looked up famous banned/censored books. What I’ve always found interesting about banned books is that a lot of the time the books that are banned are wonderful, beautiful books such as: Uncle Tom’s Cabin, To Kill a Mocking Bird, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, A Wrinkle in Time, etc. etc. Some of these books were banned because they came against social norms or were labeled as racist or because of their religious content.

The most popular reasons books are banned is for their sexual content, language, and violence, which is understandable in some cases, especially for certain age groups, but another reason is one I mentioned above: religious content. I was a little surprised to find books, famous books, that were banned because they had relgious ideas. And that’s where my post today is going to start. Once I started seeing more and more books banned because of their religious content, my interest sparked into looking up the Bible as a banned book.

What I’ve gathered is that the Bible has been banned or censored in 52 countries. North Korea being the number one and most severe. The next 10 countries are labeled as extreme. There are 195 countries in the world today, and over 1/4 of them have banned the Bible.

Why?

The Bible is dangerous. The Gospel is dangerous. It challenges the status quo. It challenges people’s beliefs and lifestyles and asks them to be better and different and selfless. There are numerous reasons the Bible is banned, but the most important one is this: the Devil doesn’t want it there. He doesn’t want it in any of our hands because the Bible tells us everything we need to know about our faith.

My mind was turning, and I felt a new, refreshed compassion and urgency for believers in countries where it’s dangerous. We deal with bits of persecution, and honestly, I think it’s growing. There are stories of people being told they can’t have Bible studies in their homes or kids being told to put their Bibles away at school, even when it’s their free time.

So persecution comes in many forms and none of it should be belittled. But Christians in North Korea, Iraq, Afghanistan, and so many other places risk their lives all because they believe in Jesus. In many places if people even have a Bible on them they could get put in prison. Some people are killed because of their faith. Take a look at these verses:

“For I think that God has displayed us, the apostles, last, as men condemned to death; for we have been made a spectacle to the world, both to angels and to men. We are fools for Christ’s sake, but you are wise in Christ! We are weak, but you are strong! You are distinguished, but we are dishonored! To the present hour we both hunger and thirst, and we are poorly clothed, and beaten, and homeless. And we labor, working with our own hands. Being reviled, we bless; being persecuted, we endure; being defamed, we entreat. We have been made as the filth of the world, the offscouring of all things until now.” 
1 Corinthians 4:9-13

 We put no stumbling block in anyone’s path, so that our ministry will not be discredited. Rather, as servants of God we commend ourselves in every way: in great endurance; in troubles, hardships and distresses; in beatings, imprisonments and riots; in hard work, sleepless nights and hunger; in purity, understanding, patience and kindness; in the Holy Spirit and in sincere love; in truthful speech and in the power of God; with weapons of righteousness in the right hand and in the left; through glory and dishonor, bad report and good report; genuine, yet regarded as impostors; known, yet regarded as unknown; dying, and yet we live on; beaten, and yet not killed; sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; poor, yet making many rich; having nothing, and yet possessing everything."  
2 Corinthians 6:3-10

The apostles faced fierce persecution, not unlike many Christians face today. It’s sometimes easy for us to forget that other Christians are persecuted and taken to jail or killed because of their faith because we don’t deal with the fear of death or jail. But it’s real, and we need to be aware of it, and we need to pray.

Today I want to ask you something. When was the last time you prayed for Christians in other countries or even people you go to church with? When was the last time you prayed for the President? The Prime Minister? Governors and mayors? Senators? Parliament? Leaders all over the world? All of us forget to, but this is a challenge to you and to me. Let’s pray every chance we can. And when we pray, let’s believe wholeheartedly.

“… The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.” 
James 5:16


Prayer is powerful because our God is powerful. Let’s strive to be people of prayer.


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