Today I am impatient. I thought I was eager for this to begin BEFORE missionary training. But now I am literally crawling out of my skin. I want to be there. I want to be there. I want to be there. I feel slowly like I'm starting to check out of the life I've created here, like a student in their senior year of college getting ready to take that next step. Preparation? Perhaps. Realization that this is not where I'm supposed to be? Just a stepping stone? An important stepping stone. Filled with incredible people I am blessed to have met. But, I'm just not quite there yet. 5 months. It feels so close....yet oh so far. An officiall date...June 25th....blast-off.
Prayers for patience, trust and enjoyment of the last few months I have. XoXo
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
keeping the main thing the main thing
"The most important advice I can give to you, is keeping the main thing the main thing," the President of SI recommended to us on our last night before leaving Visalia.
Interesting. How can missionaries have trouble focusing on "the main thing?" I found myself questioning in my head while listening to Dave. In my current job back home in NY, sometimes the farthest thing on my mind seems to be Christ. But, that's ok, right? I mean I'm not in ministry yet....right? And surely once I'm in the field devoting my life to Him, I will be focused on Him, all the time?
Fast forward to today. Sometimes I think about things I shouldn't, as we all do. Perhaps I'm a contemplative sort. Maybe that's why this whole blog thing works for me. I have always kept a journal. Anyways. I have the blessing and the curse of working with and against death day in and day out. And today I got sad. Not sad because of my patient's failing health, but because perhaps they missed "the main thing."
I don't understand the point of life without Christ. I don't understand how there can be peace in the depths of someones soul. Peace that consumes your entire being even when everything external to your body is in shambles. Or joy that allows you to travel through sorrow's waters but stay afloat. Or hope that helps you look to the next thing. Or when all else fails, and you're standing at deaths door to not accept the love that we have freely been given, to walk through the door from this world to the next and know it only gets better.
As I walk through this world, my eyes trying to be open to Christ's love, I worry about those around me. I wonder what He is doing to try and bring them home to Him. How they are ignoring Him?
Then I think back to Dave's words. Even missionaries lose focus. We all become so consumed by our daily life. By the next thing on our to do list. We lose sight of the point. The reason we exist. Keeping the main thing the main thing.
I pray that we all remember the gift of life we were given. That we remember who is in charge and should be the focus. There is only one who we serve. Focus on the main thing and everything will fall into place.
Interesting. How can missionaries have trouble focusing on "the main thing?" I found myself questioning in my head while listening to Dave. In my current job back home in NY, sometimes the farthest thing on my mind seems to be Christ. But, that's ok, right? I mean I'm not in ministry yet....right? And surely once I'm in the field devoting my life to Him, I will be focused on Him, all the time?
Fast forward to today. Sometimes I think about things I shouldn't, as we all do. Perhaps I'm a contemplative sort. Maybe that's why this whole blog thing works for me. I have always kept a journal. Anyways. I have the blessing and the curse of working with and against death day in and day out. And today I got sad. Not sad because of my patient's failing health, but because perhaps they missed "the main thing."
I don't understand the point of life without Christ. I don't understand how there can be peace in the depths of someones soul. Peace that consumes your entire being even when everything external to your body is in shambles. Or joy that allows you to travel through sorrow's waters but stay afloat. Or hope that helps you look to the next thing. Or when all else fails, and you're standing at deaths door to not accept the love that we have freely been given, to walk through the door from this world to the next and know it only gets better.
As I walk through this world, my eyes trying to be open to Christ's love, I worry about those around me. I wonder what He is doing to try and bring them home to Him. How they are ignoring Him?
Then I think back to Dave's words. Even missionaries lose focus. We all become so consumed by our daily life. By the next thing on our to do list. We lose sight of the point. The reason we exist. Keeping the main thing the main thing.
I pray that we all remember the gift of life we were given. That we remember who is in charge and should be the focus. There is only one who we serve. Focus on the main thing and everything will fall into place.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Matthew 28:19
"Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit." Matthew 28:19
Monday, January 2, 2012
Happy New Year!! Welcome 2012, bring it on. I awoke yesterday morning with a smile on my face, literally. Yes, you can imagine my cheesy self laying in bed with a grin from ear to ear. Not just because I am not on call, have 9 days off (unheard of) and had just spent the whole weekend with friends who are all home visiting for the holidays (joyous!), but because this is when it all begins. June 2012 isn't just a date my friends, it is 5 months away!!! Heck yea.
AND!!!! Tomorrow I head to Visalia, CA (right outside of Fresno) for new missionary orientation with Students International. I don't care that today I awoke with tonsils the size of rocket ships and post nasal drip drowning my lungs. Tomorrow at this time I will be boarding a flight at JFK towards my new life. Towards my dreams. Towards the life God has prepared for me before I was even made.
Do I sound too excited? Just bare with me. All of you who know me well know how excited I can get about things, yea this is one of them. I can't wait to commune with other missionaries. To meet other people who have been led to leave the life they know and love and to serve in a foreign place. To hear their stories. How following Jesus has caused their lives to be up-rooted and a crazy wild ride. To learn what it means to have brothers and sisters in Christ from around the world. For me, this is step one. And boy am I ready.
Students International works in 5 different countries; DR (obv), Costa Rica, Fiji, Guatemala and Nicaragua. All new missionaries that have been accepted in the past year will be meeting in Visalia. Which means, I will get to meet missionaries that have joined staff in the DR that weren't there in July when I interviewed. That is what I am the most excited about!!
I will be bringing my journal with me like I did on my interview and hopefully share with you my chronicles of this trip. Please pray for safe journeys of all the missionaries as they travel from various areas of the world. Please pray that I won't be THAT person sneezing and grossing people out on the plane. Please pray that as we are all together we further our love and journey for Christ. And if I may ask for one more prayer request. I have a huge fear that I will not want to come back. That as I am leaving Cali on Saturday I will not be ok coming back to my life in Poughkeepsie, NY; especially as the Dominican missionaries will be heading to the DR. Please pray for strength and perseverance as I continue my stateside preparation. Thank you!!
Yesterday, I was blessed to receive a scripture reading from a very dear friend and mentor (thanks Lourdes, xoxo) and I thought it was so applicable to all of us as we enter the new year!!
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you; I appointed you a prophet to the nations." Jeremiah 1:5
Rest assured and in peace with this knowledge. He knows you and loves you. Live 2012 with and through that knowledge. And continue to testify according to that love.
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