Thursday, May 28, 2009

~Finding God::19~


Give me the courage to live!
Really live-- not merely exist.
Live dangerously,
Scorniging risk!
Live honestly,
Daring the truth--
Particularly the truth of myself!
Live resiliently--
Ever changing, ever growing, ever adapting.
Enduring the pain of change
As though 'twere the travail of birth.
Give me the courage to live,
Give me the strength to be free
And endure the burden of freedom
And the loneliness of those without chains;
Let me not be trapped by success,
Nor by failure, not pleasure, nor grief,
Nor malice, nor praise, nor remorse!

Give me the courage to go on!
Facing all that waits on the trail--
Going eagerly, joyously on,
And paying my way as I go,
Without anger or fear or regret
Taking what life gives,
Spending myself to the full,
Dead high, spirit winged, like a god--
On... on... till the shadows draw close.
Ten even when darkness shuts down,
And I go out alone as I came,
Naked and blind as I came--
Even then, gracous God, hear my prayer:
Give me the courage to live!

-- Howard Thurman

Sunday, May 24, 2009

~Finding God::18~

Here, below these words exists the story of my life since May of 2005.  It isn't a narrative, a list of dates and ventures, an explanation or anything of that sort. 

It's a list of songs. It's the soundtrack to the last four years of my life. Not my life in general, but mostly the religious/spiritual part of my life... Each of these songs has served a specific purpose... whether it is to aid in the remembrance of a specific event, a song which changed the way I view things, or a song suggested by someone else that helped me get over a situation/make a decision. 

Some of these songs may be unfamiliar to you... But some may not be. Below the list is another list (yes, I like lists) of what each song pertains to. Enjoy

1. Where are you going? - Shawn Harnden (a dmb cover)
2. The Message Of Hope- David M. Bailey
3. Every Move I Make- David Crowder Band
4. The Apple Song- Calibretto
5.Two Roads Diverge- David Wilcox
6. Hold It Up to the Light- David Wilcox
7. Something Beautiful For God- Bryan Sirchio
8. Number Forty -Andra Moran
9. All Will Be Well- Gabe Dixon Band
10. Follow Me (87 Times) -Bryan Sirchio
11. Challenges- David M. Bailey
12. The Prayer- Doug LaBrecque
13. Hands- Jewel
14. Sacred- Caedmon's Call
15. Carpenter Story- David Wilcox
16. Fearless Love- David Wilcox
17. Seasons of Love- Cast Of RENT
18. Ubi Caritas- Taize
19. For the Moments I Feel Faint- Relient K
20. Take A Chance- Lost & Found
21. Learn to Be Still - Eagles
22. Ave Mary A- P!nk
23. Everything Glorious- David Crowder Band
24. On A Day Like Today- David M. Bailey
25. Psalm 118- Shane & Shane

1: Shawn's song recorded the year before he died in 2005. 
2-4: Summer Youth Institute (as a Scholar) 2005
5-6: Attempting to make my college decision 2005
7: Mission trip to Cinicnnati 2006
8-10: Regional Youth Event 2006
11: First semester of college at Cornerstone 2006
12-13: Mission trip to Guatemala 2007
14: Sophomore year at Elmhurst
15-16: AWEstruck service at church summer 2008 (I think...)
17-18: Summer Youth Institute (as an Intern) 2008
19: Fall Semester at Elmhurst 2008
20: Making my decision to go to New Zealand 2008
21-22: Learning to be still and not worry so much in NZ 2009
23-25: Finally living life in New Zealand 2009

There you have it. What are the important songs of your life?

Sunday, May 17, 2009

~Finding God::17b~

TWO IN ONE DAY!? WHOA! :]

This is more of an addendum than anything... 

Ex-ile.

I went tonight and holy cow. I don't want you to get any wrong impressions from my last post (read it first if you haven't yet). 

It's an amazing community.  It isn't acting as a replacement, just an addition... perhaps I won't gain lifelong friends, but it has something-- it has the kind of conversation that I miss... the deep, profound, thought-provoking dialogue which gets you thinking, questioning, doubting, and affirming-- all at the same time.  I'm so glad I went tonight.  We discussed the Truman Show and then had more conversation on top of that.... I was going to save it for another post, but you're probably curious now, so keep reading. If you don't care, go ahead and stop reading :) up to you...

Speaking of realizations...

This is an attempt to weave everything we talked about tonight, so forgive me if it seems a little scatterbrained. Here it goes..

It started by talking about fear, death (for those of you who know me well, this is already sounding interesting), and resurrection.  We were talking (in relation to the Truman Show) about how fear surrounds us and whether or not that is a product of human nature, God, or Satan.  I think some would say "Satan" but I would say human nature.  Fear comes from a lack of trust in God.  So then is the end of the movie where he's on the boat the resurrection for Truman? Or is it when he walks through the door to get out of the bubble he's been living?  Either way, he is resurrected from the end, and if resurrection means new life, then coming to New Zealand was a huge resurrection moment for me.  Remember how I talked before about the events of Lent/Easter coming alive in our lives?  We may have our Ash Wednesdays when we feel like we are nothing but dust and insignificant, then we have journeys much like that of Lent, then Good Fridays, days when we feel like the whole world is coming crashing down on us and we (as my roommate from my freshman year and I would say) "hate the world," even to the Easters, the resurrections when we feel like we're on top of the world and have overcome something major, or even just finding joy in anything.  Well, NZ is another Easter for me. The reality of Easter has come alive in my life because here (as mentioned in 17a) I have found new life, realized the life that God has for me.  

Then someone brought up predestination along with the theme of suffering.

This is somewhat of a conclusion we came to after an hour of conversation on the topic... 

                     

If our lives are about following the set path or blueprint that God has laid out for us, then wouldn't we get too caught up in following it? Too much frustration is made over trying to follow God's so called plan for our lives.  We are worried about whether or not it is the right thing for us.  However, when this happens, we lose the freedom we have in Christ.  God isn't like Christoff (in the movie) where she has us bound up in a bubble which exists in a small part of the world. The freedom we have exists so we can make mistakes, explore, be creative.  We get this feeling as though we are constrained when really we should be putting our trust in God that whatever we choose will be used to our benefit and if something awful comes from it, then perhaps God will use it to help  us learn and grow.  I still think God is omnipotent, but I think God would find it more improtant that we have our freedom.  Does this mean I don't think God has ordained us for certain things? Not at all.  
                              
For example: I believe I have always been called to ministry somehow.  And I have discerned, and will continue to do so and pursue this call.  However, I'm not convinced it was always in my "blueprint" that I would come to New Zealand. Afterall, I didn't decide till October-ish to come here.  But God is working through this experience to draw me closer, to help me learn and grow.  Just as I think death has happened so much in my life, not because God wanted to teach me a lesson. I think all the death I have experienced happened just because it's human nature.  Not because God wanted them to die, it just happens.  But God has used those experiences to help me in a particular way... and it will be especially helpful when I'm a pastor... 

Ok, this is going to be interactive... I want to hear your thoughts on this? Do you think God has a blueprint for your life? Or maybe God is just flying by the seat of her pants?  Thoughts?  Examples? 

Saturday, May 16, 2009

~Finding God::17~

Wow.  Wow. Wow. What a couple weeks it has been. 

I don't know that I've ever come to realize so much about myself in such a short period of time.  Last time I wrote I was learning how to overcome worrying... and without a doubt I have never been more content with my life in terms of these things.  I've realized that worrying isn't worth it.  And as soon as I realized that, I came to find that life went smoother.  I wasn't caught up in all sorts of anxiety and frustration I had been feeling before, I was doing homework at a slow pace and while it was all still getting done, I was also having fun.  It's an incredible feeling.  Let's just hope that when I get back to Elmhurst I'll be able to replicate it and somehow manage all my responsibilities for the fall (which will be much more than what I have here!).  But I'm not worried:)

In other news, I had a nice chat with my friend Kristen the other day when we were on our way to the beach.  We are kind of like accountability buddies. (As much as I'm not a huge fan of that word (accountability, not buddies), I've come to realize it is more of a divine word than I thought.)  We check up on each others lives- academic, home, and spirit.  I love chats with Kristen.  We may not see eye to eye on some things, but it has been with her that I have come to realize so much about my life.  In our discussion on the bus we covered so many things.  But then I started talking about this group that I have been going to on Sunday nights (ex-ile) and how I emailed them and told them I couldn't go that night because we would be getting back late.  Well, we weren't getting back late, I just had work to do... so I made up an excuse.  But truth is, I didn't need an excuse.  I'm not obligated to that group.  But nonetheless, I thought i would at least give them a heads up that I wasn't coming.  So it's all good.  Then Kristen said something and I realized, I don't need them.  You know how at the beginning of this semester I was FREAKING OUT because I didn't have a community to join. THEN I was so excited because I found ex-ile! Well, I came to understand in our conversation that I don't need them becuase I need a group, I needed them because I was trying to replace that emptiness of not having a community like the ones at Elmhurst.  But I don't need to replace them.  The Niebuhr Center, UCC fellowship, my close friends, Tuesday Night Worship... I can't replace those. I can't even come close.  And I don't need to. Those are my communities which I love and adore and it's good that I can't replicate or find a substitute for them.  If I could, then they wouldn't be the communities I thought they were.  Besides I have had more religious and theological conversations being here than I think I have ever had with my peers.  And it just comes in normal conversation.  I have a couple evangelical friends, a jewish friend, and a moderate Shane Claiborne loving friend.  Between the several of us, conversations have been amazing. They have been the source of my comforted spirit.  And I wouldn't have it any other way. 


I have been all about the conversations lately.  I realized (see I told you, so many realizations... or maybe I just need a new word...suggestions?) that I process better verbally and through disussion than journaling and blogging.  Perhaps it's because there's someone on the other end asking me questions and challenging me to think, but whatever it is, I'm glad I've got it figured out.  

I had a discussion with my friend Monica the other day.   She texted me in the morning asking if I wanted to meet up at Momento to have coffee.  I told her that would be fine and I would meet her at 3 because that's when I got done with class.  So we met up.  I was nervous because I thought she had something she wanted to talk to me about... I don't know why I had this assumption. Maybe because every time freshman year I had coffee with one of my really good friends, it was to talk about whether or not I should transfer (her argument was always too weak to keep me there: I don't want you to leave.).  So I went in a little cloudy, but came out bright and sunny.  We sat there for three hours! THREE HOURS! Time flew.  We talked about everything from geography to friends to ignorance to theology.  Our beliefs may be similar, but our theologies are quite different.  It was good to talk about it though to hear it come out of my mouth, and to hear a differing opinion.  (We both agreed Campus Crusade for Christ should change their name... Crusade? I mean, really?)  Anyway, near the end of the conversation, as the sun had gone down and I sat wondering what time it was (as we needed to be off to the bus stop at 6:30), Monica began telling me about how she came to New Zealand in expectancy, not expecting.  Let me explain:

She said that when you come expecting, you set in stone something things that should be.  For example, one of our friends EXPECTED to have easy work, EXPECTED to do all of these crazy things, EXPECTED to have amazing weather the whole time-- and when she didn't have easy work, when she didn't get to do all the crazy stuff she wanted, and when she realized the weather was getting crappier, she was let down.  However, if you come in expectancy, you learn that if you expect God to change you, but don't give God the "hows" of the change, then you aren't as disappointed in the end, and you are changed in ways you never thought possible.  Monica came here to fulfill this idea of who she wanted to be.  She's always had this picture of what she will look like in the future and this was one step to help her get there.  This astounded me because (as I explained later in our conversation) I came for the same reason.  I wanted to change. I didn't want to be the same mundane, over-worked, addicted to technology, bland self I was before.  I came looking for adventure- something I lacked severely.  But being here has changed me. 

It has changed me beyond what I thought.  I only came with the expectation that I would become adventurous, but I have become so much more than that. You can see that too, I'm sure, from reading all my blogs.  I have learned much about myself. I've grown in ways I wasn't "expecting."  Monica asked what about me has changed, how have I grown.  And this is what I said...

I've learned to appreciate life.

That's it.  Everything else stems from that.  When I get home I plan on NOT being attached to my computer or phone, being more willing to play outside, go on new adventures, be with my family, and HAVE FUN.  I've learned that life is so much more than what's on tv, who's online, the texts that I receive.  I've realized that one lifetime is not enough, so I need to enjoy it. 

One last thing. Here's a quote I quite enjoy by Eleanor Roosevelt:
 
The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.

So there you have it. 

I am getting up off my ass and living my life!



(p.s. I thought the blog needed a change.)

Thursday, May 7, 2009

~Finding God::16~


"Dance your cares away, worries for another day, let the music play... down at fragglerock!"
(in my case... New Zealand)

Lists, schedules, calendars, mapping out, scratching out, adding more. 

This is my life. More and more I realize just how worried I really am. All the time.  I was in my Eastern Spiritualities class, learning about Buddhism and my professor told a proverb... I didn't think I would forget it, so I didn't write it down... but I have since forgotten. Anyway, it was about worrying. (More on this later.) Anyway, my mind, always hurried to find comparisons, took me to Matthew 6:34 which says (in the Message) "Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes."  I was reminded, as I always am when I read this passage, that God's got my back. But, this is different. 

This is the plight of my life. God, nor Jesus, NOR the Holy Spirit for that matter, try as I may, will do my homework for me! Yea, Go dmay have given me the knowledge and gifts that I have. And perhaps Jesus is my motivator (in a practical aspect) to get me through my work so I can get to seminary and help change the world. And perhaps the Holy Spirit moves over me to encourage me occasionally. But no matter how much I plead, I always wind up with the homework in front of me at the end of the day. 

(Jokes. They're jokes I tell you.) 

Homework is piling up. Travel plans are being made. Fun is being had. My spirit is losing its vigor-- HOW AM I TO BALANCE EVERYTHING!?

Momma always tells me to look at the big picture... "Honey, look at it in the grand scheme of things..." she says. And I know, I KNOW I'm in New Zealand. I should be enjoying it!!! And I am. I really really am. But I can't help but to let my competitive self let go of this addiction. Buddhists learn to let go. To detach themselves from anything and everything. The world is full of suffering and frustration they say. Finding your inner, not-self (don't ask, I can't explain) and a way to beat the complex and ill world is their goal. They do this through practices, especially through meditation. I should try it and see where it gets me. It can never hurt right? 

Back to this being worried thing. I know God is behind me all the time. I was encouraged, as I was thinking about applying to become the president of the interfaith organization at Elmhurst, by the verse about all things working together for the good of those who love God.  Easy enough, right? God's presence is so visible. God is funny. Hear me out...

[Friend 1 and Friend 2 are two of my closest friends... I just didn't want their names in here.]

I had a dream a few nights ago where I was in a big fellowship hall and I was surrounded by Elmhurst students. I knew some, but not all of them. We were standing up and were ready to hold hands and pray.  When I told the bunch at the other end of the circle to spread out, suddenly, more people came out of the circle... so many so that we had both EC and SYI people and then some! We were soon spread out at all sorts of tables and a guy, who I feel like must have been involved in our Campus Crusade for Christ, got up, said about 5 sentences of prayer, and concluded with an Amen. Then he asked if anyone who is struggling or in despair would remian seated. I look cross the room and Friend 1 and Friend 2 are still sitting down, among others. The guy says, "I don't know what I was going to do about it, I just wanted to check." Weird. So then I do one of those up-nods to Friend 1 comes over to me. All i keep saying is "i've missed you so much. I miss you." And as tears stream down my face, all she can say is, "I want to cry." And so my alarm goes off. 

I talked to Friend 2 the next day and asked if she was ok, genuinely, truly ok. She said yes (Phew). Then I emailed Friend 1. She emailed me back in awe. She is graduating from college in a week or so and had her last class with her most beloved professor/mentor on campus that day. She asked if I was sleeping at the equivalent to 9am-4pm that day... This was the case.  As the reality of her being done with college and leaving such a wonderful place set in, her professor said she wanted to cry. So did my friend. She said the feeling never left her. 

WOW. If I ever had any doubt in God, it was depleted in that moment. I have never felt that before. The fact that we were so connected through a complex dream from other ends of the world. There's something about it that was just so Divinely inspired. 

I realized that I don't need to worry about anything. God has always been there and will always be there. Unfortunately, homework is part of my earthly duties, so I shall keep plugging away at it for now. I will attempt meditation to get my soul back to somehwat-center. And all at the same time, I will ...

"Dance my cares away, worries for another day, let the music play... down in New Zealand."

(Who knew you could find God in Fraggle Rock? Thank you Jim Henson.)