Fourth posting in like 48 hours....
So people are saying that they are soooooo ready to go home. I don't know what that feels like. I went home last night and came back and now I'm probably gonna go home in about 20 minutes because my mom just called and said I forgot some stuff. However, I am ready for classes to be done. I am ready for Hawaiian shirts and blue jeans every day and working 40 hours a week with Pete Bargas and Rob Ikegami. That's gonna rock hard core. I am ready for 95+ degree heat and just resigning myself that I'm going to be covered with a thin layer of sweat for the next 4 or so months. Good ol' SCV, my home sweet home. I am ready for being one of the only Master's students in my Bible study for a while and I am ready for Crossroads to be about only 150-200 people every sunday (and still have TWO donut lines!!! woo-hoo!!!). I am ready for working at King Hall all day, and then coming home and working out for 2 hours and then doing some COC online classes... how sweet is that. I am ready for weekend roadtrips with Ben Blakey (by the way Ben, we're going to be taking weekend roadtrips) and possibly Tommy Myrick. I am ready for skimboarding at the beach and re-teaching myself how to surf. I am ready for the road trip to Palm Springs with Pete and the free hotel room and Ruth's Chris steakhouse (shudder with ecstasy). I am ready for lunch with Tat and Joe every now and then. I am ready for summer.
Today in chapel, Tat asked all the TMC summer missions trips to come forward to be commissioned. Then he asked all people who were going on a church-related missions trip to come forward. Then he asked all people who were going to work at a camp to come forward. Then he asked all people who were going home to unsaved family to come forward. Then he asked all people who were going to work in the secular workplace to come forward. I'm guessing he thought that included everyone.... but it didn't include me. I was kinda ashamed. My family's saved, I'm working at a Christian college all summer, due to a few reasons I am not working at a camp or going on a missions trip. But I knelt anyway, 'cuz I would have been distracting had I not. But as I sat there feeling ashamed that I wasn't bearing the gospel to any specific group of lost people, I remembered what I am doing. I'm planning WOW. And, yeah, my job is a sweet job, but WOW is huge. You have about 250-300 incoming students who have basically no friends, are scared and nervous and homesick and freaked out about college, and I'm helping plan the week of fun that welcomes them all and gets them adjusted. I remember being a freshman myself-- scared and freaked out and worried that no one will want to be my friend-- and I made one of my closest friends in my WOW group. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm going to continue to be taking advantage of situations in which I can share the Gospel outside the bubble, but I think WOW is more of a ministry that I originally gave it credit for. I'm not trying to justify myself in anyone's eyes here, but just thinking out loud. Well, I better get going.
Adios!
1 Comments:
it is a ministry...
"where ever you are, be all there. live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God."
- jim elliot
...so...do i get to be a maurader again? ???
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