For those of you that are not familiar with Assessment Staff "alphabet soup", EOY stands for End of Year...that's right, I have nearly completed my first year as a Speech Pathologist in the schools. Lots has happened within this academic year and I am going to attempt to summarize it all here:
First semester brought a whole new wave of changes for me. Not only was I new to the field and district, but I was new to DFW. Driving 30 minutes to get anywhere was a struggle for me, an Abilene native, but I managed to get used to it. Sand volleyball that carried over from the last weeks of summer afforded me some new friends that I still hang out with regularly. Among the new changes: paying bills, having a regular work schedule to keep, documentation, troubleshooting life problems on my own, creating a budget and sticking to it. I would say that by December I felt much better about it all. I think I'd like to go back to Kindergarten please...
Second semester was a lot smoother in some areas, but that's also when new referrals flood in, as well as Spring Fever (for everyone). I love the people that I work with on a daily basis. As for the kids, I like them all and love a select few (that's ok, right?). I have tried to get involved more at my campuses by working Middle School track meets, attending Special Olympics soccer games, working Field Day for K-5 graders. Haha, looking at that list, I only seem interested in active events, oh well.
Now that I live in the BiG city, I have been able to go skeet shooting, try wake surfing, try sushi, attend a Stars game, attend a Mavericks game, attend an FC Dallas game, explore new restaurants, and much more.
As for church, I have been visiting at North Davis CoC in Arlington and enjoy it. I am not sure I have found my place to "do life" yet, but it will come. God has truly been good to me. He has walked with me through this time of changes and will continue to guide my heart.
That's a decent summary without getting too much into the details of my job. I am looking forward to my summer months! You will be seeing several more posts hopefully, as I am going back to Peru this year! I may even have to fly by myself for the first time...yikes.
Thank you to all of you who ask about me and pray for me! May your lives continue to be blessed as we boldly go where He leads.
Friday, May 30, 2014
Friday, July 19, 2013
Gone, Gone, Gone
I promise this is my last post to update on my life for a little while. As I said, I will be working in the schools as a Speech Pathologist for the 2013-2014 year in Grand Prairie, TX. It it right between Arlington and Dallas. I just signed my contract and was inducted yesterday. Boy am I overwhelmed! Insurance, payroll, social security, technology training, finding a place to live, etc. I will need many prayers in the coming weeks as I make the transition and start the job. It's not so much the job itself that is making me nervous but everything surrounding it. Abilene has been a wonderful place to grow up and have a church family love me, but it is time for me to fly. I will meet new people, make new friends and find another family who will love me just as much. Not saying that to be boastful, but I am confident that God has prepared the way before me and He only has good things for His children. My dream is to be able to travel the world and begin a family of my own someday. The journey is just beginning.
Since I just went to New England, I missed out on the Peru trip this year. I sure do miss my kids! The piece of my heart that dwells with them is yearning for hugs and kisses, songs and smiles. Speaking of dreams, maybe I will make it on the Peru trip and get to hop over to the World Cup in Brazil in 2014.
"I'm not moving on, I'll love you long after you're gone. For you, for you....long after you're gone, gone, gone."
Since I just went to New England, I missed out on the Peru trip this year. I sure do miss my kids! The piece of my heart that dwells with them is yearning for hugs and kisses, songs and smiles. Speaking of dreams, maybe I will make it on the Peru trip and get to hop over to the World Cup in Brazil in 2014.
"I'm not moving on, I'll love you long after you're gone. For you, for you....long after you're gone, gone, gone."
Two if By Sea
Saturday morning we checked out of the lamest hotel in the United States and went up to the Anheuser-Busch brewery in Merrimack, New Hampshire. The tour was free and we learned all about how they make beer. The Clydesdale horses were also there. They are huge and beautiful! On our route to York Harbor, Maine we then stopped at a vineyard/winery that was started by a retired ER doctor. Even though we were there for a short time, I really enjoyed the state of New Hampshire (plus there's no sales tax). To crossover into Maine we went through Portsmouth and made it to the York Harbor Inn by 3:15 p.m. Kate Huggins was one of my roommates and best friends in college at ACU. Linley, Kate, and I studied abroad together in Uruguay our Junior year and that solidified our lifelong friendship. We we blessed and honored to attend her wedding to Garrett Rampon! There are so many details to this wedding that I would love to share, but I will just overview to save time. Linley and I ended up being needed more than initially planned. Because it was a destination wedding, most of the attendees and bridal party were family members, but we became ladies in waiting for the bride. We stayed the night before the wedding with her in the inn, brought forgotten items (gifts, water bottles, polish), answered the phone, dried bouquets, and handed out programs and communion cups. It was an absolute blast!! The wedding on Sunday was short and sweet, in the park overlooking the ocean. Afterwards we all had dinner and dancing. Kate and Garrett met on a med student trip to Guatemala so all of the tables were designated with some of the countries they had been to. Since the group was small, we became close and I felt like I was in a dream or a movie. Kate Huggins Rampon sure does know how to do a wedding! She was praised as the most organized bride from those who did dozens of weddings at this inn each year. Who else? :)
We said our goodbyes after the couple sent lit paper lanterns into the coastal sky (yes, just like the movie Tangled). The next stop was a cottage in Kennebunk, Maine, just up the coast from York Harbor. It was a relief to stay there after the horrible hotel outside of Boston. Actually staying in a small town was better than visiting them in the days previous. This must be confirming the fact that I am a small "town/city" girl at heart...we'll see how I do in Grand Prairie. There was time to shop like a tourist, swim/tan at the beaches, and of course watch TV. The best part of new beaches is exploring, so we found two types of crabs, snails, clams, shells and rocks. Don't worry, we left the living creatures in their habitats but did bring back a collection of shells and rocks. After spending almost all our money, we made our way back on Tuesday afternoon through Portsmouth, New Hampshire and Boston traffic to our last stop in Weymouth. If you haven't been paying attention, I love to watch baseball, so of course we watched what we could of the 2013 All-Star Game (which the AL won 3-0)!
Wednesday was an early morning but 5 a.m. was not early enough. Our boarding time was 6:55 a.m. so after trudging though Boston traffic, returning the rental car, checking our bags and going through security, we missed our flight arriving at our gate at 7:15 a.m. Grr! $50 later we had a new flight and a five and a half hour wait before boarding for DFW. Live and learn I guess. Made it home to Texas before 4 p.m. local time, almost had a luggage scare, and went to Abilene as quick as possible.
I truly enjoyed my trip to Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Maine for Kate's wedding! Even though it was rough at times, it was nice to get away and once again, appreciate the state that I love, Texas. Kate, you were a beautiful bride and I am glad to call you friend!
We said our goodbyes after the couple sent lit paper lanterns into the coastal sky (yes, just like the movie Tangled). The next stop was a cottage in Kennebunk, Maine, just up the coast from York Harbor. It was a relief to stay there after the horrible hotel outside of Boston. Actually staying in a small town was better than visiting them in the days previous. This must be confirming the fact that I am a small "town/city" girl at heart...we'll see how I do in Grand Prairie. There was time to shop like a tourist, swim/tan at the beaches, and of course watch TV. The best part of new beaches is exploring, so we found two types of crabs, snails, clams, shells and rocks. Don't worry, we left the living creatures in their habitats but did bring back a collection of shells and rocks. After spending almost all our money, we made our way back on Tuesday afternoon through Portsmouth, New Hampshire and Boston traffic to our last stop in Weymouth. If you haven't been paying attention, I love to watch baseball, so of course we watched what we could of the 2013 All-Star Game (which the AL won 3-0)!
Wednesday was an early morning but 5 a.m. was not early enough. Our boarding time was 6:55 a.m. so after trudging though Boston traffic, returning the rental car, checking our bags and going through security, we missed our flight arriving at our gate at 7:15 a.m. Grr! $50 later we had a new flight and a five and a half hour wait before boarding for DFW. Live and learn I guess. Made it home to Texas before 4 p.m. local time, almost had a luggage scare, and went to Abilene as quick as possible.
I truly enjoyed my trip to Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Maine for Kate's wedding! Even though it was rough at times, it was nice to get away and once again, appreciate the state that I love, Texas. Kate, you were a beautiful bride and I am glad to call you friend!
Best Laid Plans
July 10-17th, 2013
The internet connections were no good at the places I stayed this past week, so now that I am back in Texas I will recap in a few posts what I did. First of all, I did receive and accept the offer to work in Grand Prairie ISD for this coming school year! There are so many things to get done before school starts and it is overwhleming! Thank you to those of you who prayed for me and encouraged me along the way.
Now for the trip...
One of my college roommates, Linley, and I were taken to DFW on Wednesday July 10th. Long story short, there was a ground stop in Boston where we were flying to and our flight was delayed for three hours! While this was somewhat inconvenient, I was glad that we were safe and able to relax. The staff for the JetBlue airline were friendly and fun (giving us snacks, drinks, and decks of cards to keep us occupied). Once we took off at 8 p.m. Texas time, we landed in Boston Logan airport at 12:20 a.m. local time. After collecting our luggage, we waited for a bus to take us to Alamo to pick up the rental car we had reserved. That went smoothly but it was nearly 1:30 am local time...we missed our turn in the tunnels and ended up going west when we needed to go north. As the navigator, I was trying to get us back to a highway, but that is easier said than done....in the dark, in a new area, in Massachusetts. If any of you have visited New England before, you know that it is NOTHING like Texas in its city planning or business locations. There are turnabouts and trees everywhere. The trees line the highway so there are no landmarks. The turnabouts mix up your sense of cardinal directions. Despite the scenic route we took, we made it to our hotel at 3 a.m. and were exhausted. But wait, there's more......our room was not clean, even though we were assured that it had been cleaned! Linley and I were fed up with it all, so we asked for more towels and new sheets, changed them ourselves and went to sleep at 4 a.m.!! Not a great way to start a trip. I guess you get what you pay for, but at least the room should be clean!
After being up so early, the things we had planned were all messed up. So we found food in a small town nearby called Andover and drove into the city of Boston. Our hotel was 30 minutes outside the city in Methuen, but luckily our rental car had the ECO feature. It became a ritual to find a new small town for each meal. We visited Lawrence for Mexican food, Lowell for pizza, and Andover for italian deli. On Thursday afternoon we were able to take a student led tour on the campus of Harvard. It was beautiful but very humid that day. Learned lots of cool things about the school and of course I bought the cheapest item as a souvenir :) The Boston native Liberty Mutual Insurance agent that I sat next to on the plane was right in saying that it was a bad idea to drive into the city (we really had no other option on our first day until we figured out the subway system). The parking bill was $28 for less than 6 hours. Ugh. Shot to the heart. Friday was much better. We drove to the subway station outside the city, parked for $7, bought an all day pass for $11, and made it to the 10 a.m. tour of historic Fenway Park! It is the oldest baseball park and has lots of great things to appreciate by all baseball fans, no matter who you cheer for. They were setting up for a Jason Aldean concert so the field was covered up, but we saw the stands, Green Monster, cafe area and the press box! I took lots of pictures and I hope to post them soon!! The only place we ate in Boston was called Sweet Caroline's, named after the tradition within the stadium of playing Neil Diamond's song Sweet Caroline before every 8th inning. Friday entailed a lot of walking and riding the subway. We followed the Freedom Trail, stopping at King's Chapel and Burial grounds, the Old State House and site of the Boston Massacre. Finally we went to the Old North Church where the lanterns were hung by Paul Revere.
Saturday was our day to drive up through New Hampshire and into Maine for the "main" event :) Kate's wedding!! Separate post will begin shortly...
The internet connections were no good at the places I stayed this past week, so now that I am back in Texas I will recap in a few posts what I did. First of all, I did receive and accept the offer to work in Grand Prairie ISD for this coming school year! There are so many things to get done before school starts and it is overwhleming! Thank you to those of you who prayed for me and encouraged me along the way.
Now for the trip...
One of my college roommates, Linley, and I were taken to DFW on Wednesday July 10th. Long story short, there was a ground stop in Boston where we were flying to and our flight was delayed for three hours! While this was somewhat inconvenient, I was glad that we were safe and able to relax. The staff for the JetBlue airline were friendly and fun (giving us snacks, drinks, and decks of cards to keep us occupied). Once we took off at 8 p.m. Texas time, we landed in Boston Logan airport at 12:20 a.m. local time. After collecting our luggage, we waited for a bus to take us to Alamo to pick up the rental car we had reserved. That went smoothly but it was nearly 1:30 am local time...we missed our turn in the tunnels and ended up going west when we needed to go north. As the navigator, I was trying to get us back to a highway, but that is easier said than done....in the dark, in a new area, in Massachusetts. If any of you have visited New England before, you know that it is NOTHING like Texas in its city planning or business locations. There are turnabouts and trees everywhere. The trees line the highway so there are no landmarks. The turnabouts mix up your sense of cardinal directions. Despite the scenic route we took, we made it to our hotel at 3 a.m. and were exhausted. But wait, there's more......our room was not clean, even though we were assured that it had been cleaned! Linley and I were fed up with it all, so we asked for more towels and new sheets, changed them ourselves and went to sleep at 4 a.m.!! Not a great way to start a trip. I guess you get what you pay for, but at least the room should be clean!
After being up so early, the things we had planned were all messed up. So we found food in a small town nearby called Andover and drove into the city of Boston. Our hotel was 30 minutes outside the city in Methuen, but luckily our rental car had the ECO feature. It became a ritual to find a new small town for each meal. We visited Lawrence for Mexican food, Lowell for pizza, and Andover for italian deli. On Thursday afternoon we were able to take a student led tour on the campus of Harvard. It was beautiful but very humid that day. Learned lots of cool things about the school and of course I bought the cheapest item as a souvenir :) The Boston native Liberty Mutual Insurance agent that I sat next to on the plane was right in saying that it was a bad idea to drive into the city (we really had no other option on our first day until we figured out the subway system). The parking bill was $28 for less than 6 hours. Ugh. Shot to the heart. Friday was much better. We drove to the subway station outside the city, parked for $7, bought an all day pass for $11, and made it to the 10 a.m. tour of historic Fenway Park! It is the oldest baseball park and has lots of great things to appreciate by all baseball fans, no matter who you cheer for. They were setting up for a Jason Aldean concert so the field was covered up, but we saw the stands, Green Monster, cafe area and the press box! I took lots of pictures and I hope to post them soon!! The only place we ate in Boston was called Sweet Caroline's, named after the tradition within the stadium of playing Neil Diamond's song Sweet Caroline before every 8th inning. Friday entailed a lot of walking and riding the subway. We followed the Freedom Trail, stopping at King's Chapel and Burial grounds, the Old State House and site of the Boston Massacre. Finally we went to the Old North Church where the lanterns were hung by Paul Revere.
Saturday was our day to drive up through New Hampshire and into Maine for the "main" event :) Kate's wedding!! Separate post will begin shortly...
Thursday, June 13, 2013
The Other Side
Well, I did it.
I completed my first interview for a speech pathologist job.
While I was nervous, God truly blessed me through the experience. I should know this coming week whether or not they offer the job to me. By no means was it what I initially thought I wanted, but neither was staying in Abilene for graduate school. My life is not my own.
Pray that if this is where I need to be, then doors will continue to open (place to live, money to get there, friends, and a new family).
I really don't like being an adult, but it must be done, and I'll probably like it more as time goes on.
Pros about this position: Cons about this position:
1) Working with kids 1) Median pay
2) New city 2) New city
3) More to do in free time 3) New church family
4) Sporting events/adult leagues 4) Drive time
5) College friends close by
6) Family atmosphere
7) Within visiting distance of home
Now its time to pack up my house and move home for a month. More blog posts will occur in July as I head to Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Maine for the "doctors" wedding, where Kate Huggins will be a beautiful bride!! Can't wait!!
I completed my first interview for a speech pathologist job.
While I was nervous, God truly blessed me through the experience. I should know this coming week whether or not they offer the job to me. By no means was it what I initially thought I wanted, but neither was staying in Abilene for graduate school. My life is not my own.
Pray that if this is where I need to be, then doors will continue to open (place to live, money to get there, friends, and a new family).
I really don't like being an adult, but it must be done, and I'll probably like it more as time goes on.
Pros about this position: Cons about this position:
1) Working with kids 1) Median pay
2) New city 2) New city
3) More to do in free time 3) New church family
4) Sporting events/adult leagues 4) Drive time
5) College friends close by
6) Family atmosphere
7) Within visiting distance of home
Now its time to pack up my house and move home for a month. More blog posts will occur in July as I head to Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Maine for the "doctors" wedding, where Kate Huggins will be a beautiful bride!! Can't wait!!
Friday, May 10, 2013
The Last Pomp and Circumstance
In just under 24 hours I will be participating in my last foreseeable graduation ceremony. It hit me last night just how wonderful my journey though the college world has been, and how greatly I will miss it. So many people made an impression on my life and my heart that will be impossible to forget. My first thought is to be sad that I am "losing" that part of my life, but my Dad reminded me that it is something I can keep forever. Life has so many possibilities and this is just one stepping stone. You may agree with me when I say that you plan up to this point in your life, then the rest is wide open. God has much better plans than I could ever make or imagine and THAT is exciting. I appreciate each one of you and what you have meant to my life. Each day I am being formed into what God wants me to be and He will continue to walk with me, bringing people along the way.
If any of you are able, come to the 3 p.m. ceremony at ACU, Saturday, May 11 (tomorrow)! I would love to see you there as I receive my Masters. I leave you with a phrase that has been become a motto in these past few weeks; take it as you will:
There should be dancing.
If any of you are able, come to the 3 p.m. ceremony at ACU, Saturday, May 11 (tomorrow)! I would love to see you there as I receive my Masters. I leave you with a phrase that has been become a motto in these past few weeks; take it as you will:
There should be dancing.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
T-16: Unreal
That seems unbelievable that there are only 16 days until I graduate with my Masters degree! I will officially have an MS in Communication Sciences and Disorders, and be able to apply as a M.S., SLP-CF. That means that will be paid for the work that I do, but I still have to be supervised for a certain number of hours before I am certified as CCC-SLP. Lots of hoops to jump through still.
Since I last posted, I have taken my Praxis exam and almost completed my final 7 weeks of graduate clinical hours. I won't know my score on the Praxis until right around graduation, so we'll see. No serious job hunting has come from my end, but I am still confident that God will point the way. If any of you have a summer job that I can work for some extra money until I transition into a career job I would greatly appreciate it!
I always try to look back and find something that I've learned in the spirit of this blog. This time its a little harder to see...I have gained confidence not only as a professional but as a "grown-up", I have felt a deeper connection with scripture on a daily basis, and I have found a new soft spot in my heart for the elderly population. Working with the "end-of-life" atmosphere has given me a new perspective on life, choices, and loving others. Even though I have no clue how to best serve specific patients with speech-pathology on certain days, I do know how to love them through a smile and a servant heart.
May this post find all of you living in the light of His Grace, being changed because of what you've been given. I would love to hear from any of you and/or pray for you! As one of my patients said today, "There should be dancing everyday"....how profound :D
Since I last posted, I have taken my Praxis exam and almost completed my final 7 weeks of graduate clinical hours. I won't know my score on the Praxis until right around graduation, so we'll see. No serious job hunting has come from my end, but I am still confident that God will point the way. If any of you have a summer job that I can work for some extra money until I transition into a career job I would greatly appreciate it!
I always try to look back and find something that I've learned in the spirit of this blog. This time its a little harder to see...I have gained confidence not only as a professional but as a "grown-up", I have felt a deeper connection with scripture on a daily basis, and I have found a new soft spot in my heart for the elderly population. Working with the "end-of-life" atmosphere has given me a new perspective on life, choices, and loving others. Even though I have no clue how to best serve specific patients with speech-pathology on certain days, I do know how to love them through a smile and a servant heart.
May this post find all of you living in the light of His Grace, being changed because of what you've been given. I would love to hear from any of you and/or pray for you! As one of my patients said today, "There should be dancing everyday"....how profound :D
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Take one Step at a Time, There's No Need to Rush
Happy Texas Independence Day!The countdown to graduation is officially at 2 months, 8 days, 13 hours. It is so close I can taste it!
I haven't been numbering them, but I hit another milestone recently: passed all of my comprehensive exams! All that's left is the Praxis exam in April, graduation, and finding a job. I have no clue where I will end up. I want to stay in Texas for sure, but city is up for debate. It is time for this lifelong Abilene resident to fly! I would not change my childhood for anything and Abilene Christian University has formed me in more ways than I can count. At the top of my list are Houston and Fort Worth/Arlington, simply because I know people there. I would like to do my clinical fellowship in a rehab center, hospital rehab or school. We'll see what God has in mind for me. So if any of you can help me network to current speech pathologists that you know, I would greatly appreciate it!
While I am excited to move out of the academic world, I am so nervous as to what life will entail and who it will include. I trust that God will provide for what I need, who I need and when I need them, but I am human. For anyone that has been though higher education, delaying the job world, I am sure you know how I feel. Yes, you have a depth of knowledge, but are you ready to face the mess that comes with reality? Even without degree, I'm not sure I would have survived. People near and dear to my heart have successfully made the transition. Deep down I know I will too, but I'm just being honest about what I am currently feeling.
The title that I chose for this blog 3.5 years ago, "Dara to Discover" initially referred to my travels abroad (which I hope never end), but now it has come to encompass so much more than that. I have discovered things about myself, about others and about God along the way. These four components are ones that I hoped would be a part of my identity but I could only imagine what form they would take. If you've read blog posts of mine before, you know some of what I have discovered.
My prayer for all of you is that you take your time, don't rush. Let the timing and decisions be God's. He loves you so much and wants your heart. Your flaws are what make you beautiful!
I haven't been numbering them, but I hit another milestone recently: passed all of my comprehensive exams! All that's left is the Praxis exam in April, graduation, and finding a job. I have no clue where I will end up. I want to stay in Texas for sure, but city is up for debate. It is time for this lifelong Abilene resident to fly! I would not change my childhood for anything and Abilene Christian University has formed me in more ways than I can count. At the top of my list are Houston and Fort Worth/Arlington, simply because I know people there. I would like to do my clinical fellowship in a rehab center, hospital rehab or school. We'll see what God has in mind for me. So if any of you can help me network to current speech pathologists that you know, I would greatly appreciate it!
While I am excited to move out of the academic world, I am so nervous as to what life will entail and who it will include. I trust that God will provide for what I need, who I need and when I need them, but I am human. For anyone that has been though higher education, delaying the job world, I am sure you know how I feel. Yes, you have a depth of knowledge, but are you ready to face the mess that comes with reality? Even without degree, I'm not sure I would have survived. People near and dear to my heart have successfully made the transition. Deep down I know I will too, but I'm just being honest about what I am currently feeling.
The title that I chose for this blog 3.5 years ago, "Dara to Discover" initially referred to my travels abroad (which I hope never end), but now it has come to encompass so much more than that. I have discovered things about myself, about others and about God along the way. These four components are ones that I hoped would be a part of my identity but I could only imagine what form they would take. If you've read blog posts of mine before, you know some of what I have discovered.
My prayer for all of you is that you take your time, don't rush. Let the timing and decisions be God's. He loves you so much and wants your heart. Your flaws are what make you beautiful!
Thursday, January 24, 2013
I AM. Are you?
This past weekend I had the opportunity to be a part of Winterfest in Arlington, TX. For those of you who may not know, it is a big "youth rally" type gathering. I went most of my years in middle and high school but it was somehow different this year. Not sure if that's the grown up side of me or an actual fact. The theme was The Way...looking at the seven I AM statements of Jesus in the book of John. There were five speakers, three days, and one purpose (see what I did there :). Basically the same premise as when I was growing up, but with less "rally" aspect. No Friday night concert from a Christian band. Only one t-shirt booth. More Christian college booths. Lots more singing. Laughter til I cried and great lessons.
The whole idea was to withdraw from ourselves and realize what God has done, what he is doing and what he will always do. The core of His being is a multifaceted diamond that includes all of the statements. I was reminded of how unlikely it was that one man would fulfill this many prophesies.
I AM the way, the truth and the life.....
I AM the vine.....
I AM the good shepherd....
I AM the gate....
I AM the light.....
I AM the bread of life....
I AM the resurrection and the life.....
What can you do besides lay yourself down at his feet?! The word "the" is singular. His loving arms not only point the way but show it. He is the truth we search for. When we remain connected to Him, the pressures of life are bearable and when we are broken, His power is made known. He is the voice we need to listen to and know by heart. The gatekeeper has the "all-access pass" and is the safest person to know. His light casts out the darkness and calls people to change. Three times the word LIFE is used in these statements: He sustains us, He gives us a purpose, He gives joy. The fact that he has risen and death could not hold him is the best "ending" and perfect "beginning".
My talk with the Junior girls in my hotel room was uplifting. It amazes me how much they've grown in the past 4 years that I've known them. Wow! They will do great things for the Kingdom and I'm so privileged to be a part of it.
Are you ready to be who you were created to be? There are days when I wish I knew the future and exactly who I am going to be, but then I would miss the blessings along the way. Live the Life that is within you!!
The whole idea was to withdraw from ourselves and realize what God has done, what he is doing and what he will always do. The core of His being is a multifaceted diamond that includes all of the statements. I was reminded of how unlikely it was that one man would fulfill this many prophesies.
I AM the way, the truth and the life.....
I AM the vine.....
I AM the good shepherd....
I AM the gate....
I AM the light.....
I AM the bread of life....
I AM the resurrection and the life.....
What can you do besides lay yourself down at his feet?! The word "the" is singular. His loving arms not only point the way but show it. He is the truth we search for. When we remain connected to Him, the pressures of life are bearable and when we are broken, His power is made known. He is the voice we need to listen to and know by heart. The gatekeeper has the "all-access pass" and is the safest person to know. His light casts out the darkness and calls people to change. Three times the word LIFE is used in these statements: He sustains us, He gives us a purpose, He gives joy. The fact that he has risen and death could not hold him is the best "ending" and perfect "beginning".
My talk with the Junior girls in my hotel room was uplifting. It amazes me how much they've grown in the past 4 years that I've known them. Wow! They will do great things for the Kingdom and I'm so privileged to be a part of it.
Are you ready to be who you were created to be? There are days when I wish I knew the future and exactly who I am going to be, but then I would miss the blessings along the way. Live the Life that is within you!!
Sunday, January 13, 2013
After all it's all about Love
Today was another one of those days that I learned the same lesson in 5 different ways. The theme was the same. Each point connected back to the center, as spokes on a wheel. First, came class time where I sat by someone I respect greatly. I knew the question would come, but I was not ready for how it would affect me. My emotions won out and another friend jumped in, with only the most gracious encouragement. I am thankful for the uplifting words shared from both of them. In service, we talked on the topic of love. Our preacher did a wonderful job of approaching the subject, saying that it could be boring, something we had heard before. Yet if we give love the only meaning that truly defines it, then we bring new life to it.
I will add some more points from the sermon as this post continues, but I want to also mention the book series that I have been reading (recommended by my Mom): the Bailey Flanigan series by Karen Kingsbury. There are 4 books: Leaving, Learning, Longing and Loving. I saw myself in every page of those books. Searching for my place in the world, leaning on my family and faith in God, facing trials and fear, longing for an earthly husband, yet longing for God's love with each passing day. The author writes of God's plans for our lives, waiting on His timing, and praying despite our feelings. God is speaking to us if we choose to listen.
The messages from those books were still in my mind today as I listened to the sermon. We use the word love too often. I love being outdoors, I love playing games, I love...when love cannot be separated from God and how we love others. It is CORE. Love pays the price. Love risks forgiving. Love makes us new people. God's Love does that. Love is demonstrated. Love captured your heart.
Jesus is the one that defines love. He demonstrated it. He paid the price. He risked forgiving us. He made us new. He captured my heart.
One of my friends from my story this morning pulled me aside after service and introduced me to someone. It was a 10 year old girl from Rwanda. He said to her, "I want you to be just like her (meaning me) when you grow up." Heart overflowing...I did not deserve such a compliment. It once again tied into the idea of love, proving how much I was first loved and how much love I have to give to others. Finally today, I went with the youth group to see Les Miserables (my second time). Of course I cried again, but I was impressed by the amount of high schoolers that did as well. For those of you that don't know the plot line, it is a story about grace and love. The first act of grace and redemption causes several other lives to be positively changed. Each character has the choice to respond in thankfulness or guilt. Each character has his or her own faults and whether the gifts are deserved or not they are given.
One of the final lines states: To love another person is to see the face of God.
I believe this to be very true. Love is demonstrated. There are no greater commands than to love God then love others. I am still learning but I'm glad God is teaching me these lessons. He knows exactly what my heart needs. How is your heart? May love and grace reside there always.
I will add some more points from the sermon as this post continues, but I want to also mention the book series that I have been reading (recommended by my Mom): the Bailey Flanigan series by Karen Kingsbury. There are 4 books: Leaving, Learning, Longing and Loving. I saw myself in every page of those books. Searching for my place in the world, leaning on my family and faith in God, facing trials and fear, longing for an earthly husband, yet longing for God's love with each passing day. The author writes of God's plans for our lives, waiting on His timing, and praying despite our feelings. God is speaking to us if we choose to listen.
The messages from those books were still in my mind today as I listened to the sermon. We use the word love too often. I love being outdoors, I love playing games, I love...when love cannot be separated from God and how we love others. It is CORE. Love pays the price. Love risks forgiving. Love makes us new people. God's Love does that. Love is demonstrated. Love captured your heart.
Jesus is the one that defines love. He demonstrated it. He paid the price. He risked forgiving us. He made us new. He captured my heart.
One of my friends from my story this morning pulled me aside after service and introduced me to someone. It was a 10 year old girl from Rwanda. He said to her, "I want you to be just like her (meaning me) when you grow up." Heart overflowing...I did not deserve such a compliment. It once again tied into the idea of love, proving how much I was first loved and how much love I have to give to others. Finally today, I went with the youth group to see Les Miserables (my second time). Of course I cried again, but I was impressed by the amount of high schoolers that did as well. For those of you that don't know the plot line, it is a story about grace and love. The first act of grace and redemption causes several other lives to be positively changed. Each character has the choice to respond in thankfulness or guilt. Each character has his or her own faults and whether the gifts are deserved or not they are given.
One of the final lines states: To love another person is to see the face of God.
I believe this to be very true. Love is demonstrated. There are no greater commands than to love God then love others. I am still learning but I'm glad God is teaching me these lessons. He knows exactly what my heart needs. How is your heart? May love and grace reside there always.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
2.0.1.3
Made it to the year 2013...never thought it would be here. I do not normally make "New Year's resolutions" but I do like to look on the past year to see what I learned and how I can be better for the future. God has done some amazing things in my heart that I never anticipated in 2012. In no particular order, here are a few things I learned:
He taught me how I can be independent yet dependent on Him. I am still learning the balance.
He taught me through life in two other countries, Zambia in Peru, how to appreciate people for who they are, see the best in them, and allow them to touch my life.
He taught me through my times of contentment how good He is, but reminded me in my times of despair how good He is as well.
John 16:32-33
Jeremiah 29:11-13
He asked me to forgive and then heal.
He asked me to be patient and earnest in prayer, finding myself as seek His face.
He provided opportunities for my gifts to be used for His glory.
When I look back on 2012 in this way, I cannot help but be thankful. The people that formed my year are a blessing that I will treasure, whether we see each other every day or once a year. I cannot begin to imagine what God has in store for me in 2013 :)
What did you learn in 2012? How will it drive or change your 2013?
He taught me how I can be independent yet dependent on Him. I am still learning the balance.
He taught me through life in two other countries, Zambia in Peru, how to appreciate people for who they are, see the best in them, and allow them to touch my life.
He taught me through my times of contentment how good He is, but reminded me in my times of despair how good He is as well.
John 16:32-33
Jeremiah 29:11-13
He asked me to forgive and then heal.
He asked me to be patient and earnest in prayer, finding myself as seek His face.
He provided opportunities for my gifts to be used for His glory.
When I look back on 2012 in this way, I cannot help but be thankful. The people that formed my year are a blessing that I will treasure, whether we see each other every day or once a year. I cannot begin to imagine what God has in store for me in 2013 :)
What did you learn in 2012? How will it drive or change your 2013?
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Definition
Pitch. It can be a noun or a verb, black tar or to throw a baseball, for singing or the movement of a ship. This word describes my present state. I have been thrown a pitch that could be black or brilliant. It could prove that I can sing or it could move me where I don't want to be. I was not ready for the pitch by any means, in fact it hit me in the back of my head. I am still dizzy with confusion and not sure what direction is forward. The definition is still to be determined. Here is what it is not....
It is not going to define me before it changes me. This pitch can be learned and learned from. Some people have to learn everything the hard way. I've never thought of myself as one of those people but that does not mean I am unbreakable. I get bruised and beaten the same...the key is to know who the Coach is and hear His voice. When I choose to go my own way, that's when the pitch turns black....that's when I get tossed overboard to drown, never resting...that's when the wild ball hits and I am unprepared.
There is one type of pitch that can bring joy to others and healing to the soul. Just like singing or having a voice, it is a gift. But this pitch can be elusive and not easily attainable. The desire to attain it may not be enough to overcome all of pitfalls along the way. The Coach knows the best way to learn your pitch and is the only One worthy to lead you there.There will be many voices around you telling you what you should and shouldn't do, think, or feel. The Opposition wants us to stay down when we get dizzy and never see the light. But there is good news! My Coach has never left my side. He knew the pitch before I did. He has trained my mind and heart to be ready when the time came. It was unexpected so I was hurt, but now I can choose to pursue brilliance, and my perfect pitch. My perfect pitch may not look that way on the outside and I may not see it for awhile. That's part of my definition. A refining of my character, perseverance, and faith.
For some reason I felt the need to write this in a metaphorical terms, so I hope I still conveyed everything in an understandable way. I also hope that this will encourage someone else who is facing trials. It is temporary. Our heavenly Father, our Mentor, our Redeemer, our Coach, has the best for His children. As I learned tonight in our reading of Proverbs 16, verse 9 states: "In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps." So as I seek God, I am also seeking my life and what he has in store - no worry involved.
It is not going to define me before it changes me. This pitch can be learned and learned from. Some people have to learn everything the hard way. I've never thought of myself as one of those people but that does not mean I am unbreakable. I get bruised and beaten the same...the key is to know who the Coach is and hear His voice. When I choose to go my own way, that's when the pitch turns black....that's when I get tossed overboard to drown, never resting...that's when the wild ball hits and I am unprepared.
There is one type of pitch that can bring joy to others and healing to the soul. Just like singing or having a voice, it is a gift. But this pitch can be elusive and not easily attainable. The desire to attain it may not be enough to overcome all of pitfalls along the way. The Coach knows the best way to learn your pitch and is the only One worthy to lead you there.There will be many voices around you telling you what you should and shouldn't do, think, or feel. The Opposition wants us to stay down when we get dizzy and never see the light. But there is good news! My Coach has never left my side. He knew the pitch before I did. He has trained my mind and heart to be ready when the time came. It was unexpected so I was hurt, but now I can choose to pursue brilliance, and my perfect pitch. My perfect pitch may not look that way on the outside and I may not see it for awhile. That's part of my definition. A refining of my character, perseverance, and faith.
For some reason I felt the need to write this in a metaphorical terms, so I hope I still conveyed everything in an understandable way. I also hope that this will encourage someone else who is facing trials. It is temporary. Our heavenly Father, our Mentor, our Redeemer, our Coach, has the best for His children. As I learned tonight in our reading of Proverbs 16, verse 9 states: "In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps." So as I seek God, I am also seeking my life and what he has in store - no worry involved.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Power of a Prayer
I am past the halfway point of my last fall in school...ever. That is difficult to comprehend still. This blog has been going off and on for 3 years now and I've learned a lot in that time. Today I am reminded of the power of a prayer, also the title of a Matthew West song. The song reminded me that I am not to worry about anything because I can hand over everything to God with just a prayer. One of the best things about prayer is that it can change the person who prays and it can change the person it is about. Over the summer and during all my travels, I know that people are praying for me because I asked them to. But I am confident and can feel that people pray for me during the school year as well. Otherwise I would not make it through. Whenever I feel overwhelmed that's what turns things around and gives me another perspective. Try it and see. It does not have to be full of formal terminology, just your heart. The freedom that follows is more satisfying than any other choice I make on earth. Another piece of the power comes in action....living changed. That is easier said than done and its why prayer is a spiritual discipline.
So to those who pray for me, thank you for helping me grow and teaching me the power of a prayer. May we all use this valuable tool to "be the change we want to see in the world".
So to those who pray for me, thank you for helping me grow and teaching me the power of a prayer. May we all use this valuable tool to "be the change we want to see in the world".
Friday, September 7, 2012
On my Mind, In my Heart
Friday, September 7
I have just completed my second week of my last year of school. Never knew that I would be here. Here in Abilene, TX, here in graduate school. Lots of things have been on my mind recently. Questions about my future seem to spark other thoughts about the world at large and my place in it all. Bear with me as I attempt to write about some of these things.
In no particular order, the political stirrings for the upcoming election, my babies in Zambia, friends leaving, and what to do when I graduate all play a role. I really have never cared for politics, but it is a topic that I have always talked to my Dad about. He is my role-model for many things and voting for government officials is one of them. My Dad listens to both "parties" and then being led by the Spirit makes his decisions. That should not be a surprise to anyone, because that's the way his whole life is. And that's the way yours and mine should be as well. If we ask God to be involved in and guide our other decisions, what makes voting any different. I have come to realize that no one man can change America. It takes all of us. That day may never come where we can all be united for a cause because greed has entered the world. I daily remind myself of who owns the world and that this is not my home anyway. I could go more into depth about religion v. politics, politics v. government, but I do not care to debate about it.
Everything has a connection in my brain. Politics makes me think about the other places in the world that I have been. The governments there, the people it affects, why I love that country and God's teachings about everything. I have been reading Isaiah. I am no Bible scholar, but a prophesy is something that is to happen in the future, good or bad. The people of Israel were told many times about turning their hearts to God. When they would cry out He would help them, but He truly wanted a relationship with His people. It was their choice to turn away all those years. I see many parallels in our country today. There were times of good kings and bad kings (good government/bad government). I may not be articulating all of this well, but it does tell you what rolls around in my head. Coming back this summer from Zambia and Peru, I was changed. It was this week that I found out that a third baby that I worked with had passed away. My heart was not prepared this time. My life is abundantly rich compared to these babies, but that doesn't mean they are any less deserving of a long, healthy life. Remember what I said at the beginning of this post, that I never thought I would be here...I am thankful now for each and every moment.
Last night I looked at all the babies faces again as I talked with some friends of mine. They would always be frozen in time at that age and that state of being. My heart still overflows with hope for those that remain and joy for the time I was able to spend with them. That leads into my friends leaving Abilene. I was born and raised here. Went to four years of college and two years of grad school here. So I have seen many people come and go, always wishing that I could freeze those years as well. God has a purpose and a plan for each person. He knows who and what I need, when I need it and His timing is perfect. So whether He calls me to a job here in Abilene, in Texas, in the U.S., or somewhere else in the world, I will be taken care of. I trust that friends will arise and relationships will form as they always have. He will use my gifts for His glory whatever the circumstance, as long as I choose love Him with all my heart.
Hope this was encouraging to someone even though it was my thoughts. Remember who you are and whose you are!
I have just completed my second week of my last year of school. Never knew that I would be here. Here in Abilene, TX, here in graduate school. Lots of things have been on my mind recently. Questions about my future seem to spark other thoughts about the world at large and my place in it all. Bear with me as I attempt to write about some of these things.
In no particular order, the political stirrings for the upcoming election, my babies in Zambia, friends leaving, and what to do when I graduate all play a role. I really have never cared for politics, but it is a topic that I have always talked to my Dad about. He is my role-model for many things and voting for government officials is one of them. My Dad listens to both "parties" and then being led by the Spirit makes his decisions. That should not be a surprise to anyone, because that's the way his whole life is. And that's the way yours and mine should be as well. If we ask God to be involved in and guide our other decisions, what makes voting any different. I have come to realize that no one man can change America. It takes all of us. That day may never come where we can all be united for a cause because greed has entered the world. I daily remind myself of who owns the world and that this is not my home anyway. I could go more into depth about religion v. politics, politics v. government, but I do not care to debate about it.
Everything has a connection in my brain. Politics makes me think about the other places in the world that I have been. The governments there, the people it affects, why I love that country and God's teachings about everything. I have been reading Isaiah. I am no Bible scholar, but a prophesy is something that is to happen in the future, good or bad. The people of Israel were told many times about turning their hearts to God. When they would cry out He would help them, but He truly wanted a relationship with His people. It was their choice to turn away all those years. I see many parallels in our country today. There were times of good kings and bad kings (good government/bad government). I may not be articulating all of this well, but it does tell you what rolls around in my head. Coming back this summer from Zambia and Peru, I was changed. It was this week that I found out that a third baby that I worked with had passed away. My heart was not prepared this time. My life is abundantly rich compared to these babies, but that doesn't mean they are any less deserving of a long, healthy life. Remember what I said at the beginning of this post, that I never thought I would be here...I am thankful now for each and every moment.
Last night I looked at all the babies faces again as I talked with some friends of mine. They would always be frozen in time at that age and that state of being. My heart still overflows with hope for those that remain and joy for the time I was able to spend with them. That leads into my friends leaving Abilene. I was born and raised here. Went to four years of college and two years of grad school here. So I have seen many people come and go, always wishing that I could freeze those years as well. God has a purpose and a plan for each person. He knows who and what I need, when I need it and His timing is perfect. So whether He calls me to a job here in Abilene, in Texas, in the U.S., or somewhere else in the world, I will be taken care of. I trust that friends will arise and relationships will form as they always have. He will use my gifts for His glory whatever the circumstance, as long as I choose love Him with all my heart.
Hope this was encouraging to someone even though it was my thoughts. Remember who you are and whose you are!
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Machu Piccu and Beyond
Final installment of my summer 2012...
Once our time in Lima was complete, some of the group went home and others went to Machu Piccu. I was really excited to be in the second group! We flew to Cusco and stayed there. Upon arriving I was not feeling too well due to the extreme altitude change...Lima is at sea level and Cusco is at 10,000 feet...but after sleeping all afternoon in a comfy bed, I was ready to explore.
I may or may not have mentioned the unique foods that I tried in Peru. Ceviche and alpaca were two of them. The first is a raw fish that is marinated in lemon juice and the alpaca is related to a llama, a meat without cholesterol. We were also able to finish our shopping in Cusco as well as a beautiful street market in Pisaq. Unlike the markets in Zambia, these shop keepers are willing to bring down the price and only sell you the item that you ask about. No stress for this buyer!
After finally getting our bearings, we were leaving again for the ruins of Machu Piccu. To get there you must take a train down to a town called Aguas Calientes at 6,000 feet, then take a bus on switchbacks up to 8,000 feet. Too much change at once is hard for the body. Despite that, we were all extremely thrilled to see this place that we had only seen in books. Out tour guides gave lots of information and took good care of us. My group went up onto the peak that overlooks the ruins first, then made our way down into them. Look at my pictures on Facebook. It was uncharacteristically warm that day and I did not dress correctly, but it was still worth it. There is one peak that they only let 400 people climb a day. The oldest person that our tour guide took up there was 82 years old...my sister and I want to go on my 83 birthday...haha! It will probably happen before that day but oh well.
At long last, it was time to return back to the U.S. or at least we thought. There is only one United flight that leaves Lima for Houston. Once our plane arrived that night, the rumored "strike" came across as a dud fuel filter in our plane. Four hours later, after waiting/sleeping in the terminal, the attendants told us that we needed to leave and come back tomorrow. Another 2 hours later, we were watching the sun come up as we stood in line for hotel vouchers and food vouchers. That was the least they could do for all the trouble. But wait...there's more. We had to figure out how to get to the Sheraton. A charter bus came to pick us up:
Problem 1: It was very old and should have retired.
Problem 2: Not enough luggage space
Problem 3: Not enough seats
Problem 4: As it pulled out of the parking lot with all but 10 people on it, it dropped its transmission never making it out the gate and everyone had to pile off again.
Now it was just funny!
We finally got into taxis (the VIP taxis if I'm not mistaken) and made it to the hotel (quite an accomplishment in Lima traffic). Running on naps that we took in the terminal and the taxi, we ate and fell into our beds. Whew! Never wish to do that part again.
The rest is history. We made it home a day late and my sister and I were surprised with new (to us) cars! I sadly was sick and waited another 3 days to enjoy it. All is well now and I am digesting it all. What I learned, what I enjoyed and what's next.
This "World Traveler" is tired and content. Who knows what this last year of school holds for me.
Thanks for reading!
Once our time in Lima was complete, some of the group went home and others went to Machu Piccu. I was really excited to be in the second group! We flew to Cusco and stayed there. Upon arriving I was not feeling too well due to the extreme altitude change...Lima is at sea level and Cusco is at 10,000 feet...but after sleeping all afternoon in a comfy bed, I was ready to explore.
I may or may not have mentioned the unique foods that I tried in Peru. Ceviche and alpaca were two of them. The first is a raw fish that is marinated in lemon juice and the alpaca is related to a llama, a meat without cholesterol. We were also able to finish our shopping in Cusco as well as a beautiful street market in Pisaq. Unlike the markets in Zambia, these shop keepers are willing to bring down the price and only sell you the item that you ask about. No stress for this buyer!
After finally getting our bearings, we were leaving again for the ruins of Machu Piccu. To get there you must take a train down to a town called Aguas Calientes at 6,000 feet, then take a bus on switchbacks up to 8,000 feet. Too much change at once is hard for the body. Despite that, we were all extremely thrilled to see this place that we had only seen in books. Out tour guides gave lots of information and took good care of us. My group went up onto the peak that overlooks the ruins first, then made our way down into them. Look at my pictures on Facebook. It was uncharacteristically warm that day and I did not dress correctly, but it was still worth it. There is one peak that they only let 400 people climb a day. The oldest person that our tour guide took up there was 82 years old...my sister and I want to go on my 83 birthday...haha! It will probably happen before that day but oh well.
At long last, it was time to return back to the U.S. or at least we thought. There is only one United flight that leaves Lima for Houston. Once our plane arrived that night, the rumored "strike" came across as a dud fuel filter in our plane. Four hours later, after waiting/sleeping in the terminal, the attendants told us that we needed to leave and come back tomorrow. Another 2 hours later, we were watching the sun come up as we stood in line for hotel vouchers and food vouchers. That was the least they could do for all the trouble. But wait...there's more. We had to figure out how to get to the Sheraton. A charter bus came to pick us up:
Problem 1: It was very old and should have retired.
Problem 2: Not enough luggage space
Problem 3: Not enough seats
Problem 4: As it pulled out of the parking lot with all but 10 people on it, it dropped its transmission never making it out the gate and everyone had to pile off again.
Now it was just funny!
We finally got into taxis (the VIP taxis if I'm not mistaken) and made it to the hotel (quite an accomplishment in Lima traffic). Running on naps that we took in the terminal and the taxi, we ate and fell into our beds. Whew! Never wish to do that part again.
The rest is history. We made it home a day late and my sister and I were surprised with new (to us) cars! I sadly was sick and waited another 3 days to enjoy it. All is well now and I am digesting it all. What I learned, what I enjoyed and what's next.
This "World Traveler" is tired and content. Who knows what this last year of school holds for me.
Thanks for reading!
Monday, August 13, 2012
Running Cry
Continuing my Peru adventure....
The mornings was when we had lesson times and in the afternoons there were special activities. Monday was the Rodeo...complete with roping, killing bugs, eating smores, singing around a campfire, herding pigs and dancing. Such fun!
Tuesday we were able to hang out with the girls. Paint nails and braid headbands is what I did. Erika and I can't resist playing soccer, so we played a little and promised to go to the fields with the boys on Thursday.
Wednesday was the Scavenger Hunt....all running...but it was a blast. On Monday and Wednesday, Erika and I were in charge of a different group of girls than we have in the mornings, and loved them just as much.
One of my favorite moments was when they asked me to sing songs for them. As the "face" up on stage, I should of expected it, but I was still blown away by their overwhelming desire to sing with me. I can now thank God specifically for the gift of song in my life. I pray that he used me and the lyrics to convey a deep love that the girls can have as well!
Thursday, as promised, Erika and I went to play soccer with the boys. It was extremely hot, but worth it. We did not win, but held our own and enjoyed every minute we held the back line. :)
Friday was a difficult day. We had to say goodbye to our girls. They were like leeches the whole afternoon while we hung banners and took as many pictures as our cameras could hold. I was not expecting to fall in love as quickly as I did. We only spent a week there...not six weeks, not three months, or a year...a week and I almost couldn't hold it together. The tradition in South America is touching cheeks and giving a kiss, so that's what we did over and over until pulling away. The kids lined both sides of the path and I went down the entire girls side giving those precious kisses. It didn't help the matter that two of my girls followed me to the end, not letting go of my arms. I could not express my thoughts accurately in Spanish, so I quickly hopped on the bus as they held each other, waving to me.
I made it to the first row on the bus before I had a gut wrenching cry. What just happened, I thought? How did that happen?! Wait...I have a God who touched my heart again that week. Every time. Why am I so surprised? He is still working on me and going to Peru was just a small part. I learned a lot that I am still processing though and putting into words. All glory to God!
Stay tuned for a post about the tourist part of my trip....
The mornings was when we had lesson times and in the afternoons there were special activities. Monday was the Rodeo...complete with roping, killing bugs, eating smores, singing around a campfire, herding pigs and dancing. Such fun!
Tuesday we were able to hang out with the girls. Paint nails and braid headbands is what I did. Erika and I can't resist playing soccer, so we played a little and promised to go to the fields with the boys on Thursday.
Wednesday was the Scavenger Hunt....all running...but it was a blast. On Monday and Wednesday, Erika and I were in charge of a different group of girls than we have in the mornings, and loved them just as much.
One of my favorite moments was when they asked me to sing songs for them. As the "face" up on stage, I should of expected it, but I was still blown away by their overwhelming desire to sing with me. I can now thank God specifically for the gift of song in my life. I pray that he used me and the lyrics to convey a deep love that the girls can have as well!
Thursday, as promised, Erika and I went to play soccer with the boys. It was extremely hot, but worth it. We did not win, but held our own and enjoyed every minute we held the back line. :)
Friday was a difficult day. We had to say goodbye to our girls. They were like leeches the whole afternoon while we hung banners and took as many pictures as our cameras could hold. I was not expecting to fall in love as quickly as I did. We only spent a week there...not six weeks, not three months, or a year...a week and I almost couldn't hold it together. The tradition in South America is touching cheeks and giving a kiss, so that's what we did over and over until pulling away. The kids lined both sides of the path and I went down the entire girls side giving those precious kisses. It didn't help the matter that two of my girls followed me to the end, not letting go of my arms. I could not express my thoughts accurately in Spanish, so I quickly hopped on the bus as they held each other, waving to me.
I made it to the first row on the bus before I had a gut wrenching cry. What just happened, I thought? How did that happen?! Wait...I have a God who touched my heart again that week. Every time. Why am I so surprised? He is still working on me and going to Peru was just a small part. I learned a lot that I am still processing though and putting into words. All glory to God!
Stay tuned for a post about the tourist part of my trip....
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Peru: 6th South American Country
Hey friends!
I am finally getting a chance to document my trip to Peru from July 14-25(26). It was exciting to be back in South America again. Can't believe its been almost 4 years.
This trip was on the mission trip side of things with some of my friends from Southern Hills. We met up with a group from Westover in Austin and some others from the Houston area. Cade Allen, my sister and I flew from Dallas to Houston first. We definitely had our fair share of airport time on this adventure.
The only two people we really knew were Cyndy and Malena (the ladies in charge) but we were excited to meet new friends. When we arrived it was time to get organized and see the area that we would be working in.
Another thing we had a lot of was bus time. Each morning we rode charter buses to the community for an hour and a half. Most people slept or listened to music but we also had time to talk with our Peruvian Partners. These were the friends that would be translating for us if needed and getting to know the kids as well. What a cool opportunity to work with kids and older students at the same time!
One of my jobs was to help Ricky up on stage in the mornings to lead songs in Spanish. While I am not fluent in Spanish, I can quickly pronounce the words and put them into the tuned songs that I know well. Some people even thought I was a translator because of it, which I politely had to explain was not true. With "Britney" mics on (awesome), we had a blast singing, doing the motions and seeing the kids faces light up each morning. There was a Bible lesson all together, then we split into our groups. I was with the Calcutta girls, age 14-16, for this time.
Most days looked the same, just related to the story of the day. The theme centered around how God will change our name. Abraham, Jacob, Esther, Paul and Peter.
So everything is not in one post, I will pause and write again....keep reading.
I am finally getting a chance to document my trip to Peru from July 14-25(26). It was exciting to be back in South America again. Can't believe its been almost 4 years.
This trip was on the mission trip side of things with some of my friends from Southern Hills. We met up with a group from Westover in Austin and some others from the Houston area. Cade Allen, my sister and I flew from Dallas to Houston first. We definitely had our fair share of airport time on this adventure.
The only two people we really knew were Cyndy and Malena (the ladies in charge) but we were excited to meet new friends. When we arrived it was time to get organized and see the area that we would be working in.
Another thing we had a lot of was bus time. Each morning we rode charter buses to the community for an hour and a half. Most people slept or listened to music but we also had time to talk with our Peruvian Partners. These were the friends that would be translating for us if needed and getting to know the kids as well. What a cool opportunity to work with kids and older students at the same time!
One of my jobs was to help Ricky up on stage in the mornings to lead songs in Spanish. While I am not fluent in Spanish, I can quickly pronounce the words and put them into the tuned songs that I know well. Some people even thought I was a translator because of it, which I politely had to explain was not true. With "Britney" mics on (awesome), we had a blast singing, doing the motions and seeing the kids faces light up each morning. There was a Bible lesson all together, then we split into our groups. I was with the Calcutta girls, age 14-16, for this time.
Most days looked the same, just related to the story of the day. The theme centered around how God will change our name. Abraham, Jacob, Esther, Paul and Peter.
So everything is not in one post, I will pause and write again....keep reading.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Coming to America
Friday, June 22
My time in Zambia has come to a close and my HIZ-Path family is going to disperse. We have not really talked about leaving because we don't want these friendships to end. The world is a much smaller place and there is never truly a "good-bye" anymore. The people that I want to visit with again or that want to visit with me will be in contact. I have truly been blessed by these Christian brothers and sisters that I can now call my friends.
We will be flying from Livingstone, Zambia to Johannesburg, South Africa, then after a 6 hour layover we fly 16 hours to Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta we go our separate ways and I fly to DFW. Whew! Lots of airport and airplane time. I know my tears will be coming for the next week or so as different things hit me. Nothing is out of true sadness or regret, but out of sincerity for people who touched my life. Everyone has times in their lives that they wish could last forver. While I miss my home in Abilene, Texas there is something to be said about living in another country for any period of time.
Stay tuned for pictures on Facebook and a group PhotoBucket! Coming in July: Dara (and Erika) go to Peru!!
My time in Zambia has come to a close and my HIZ-Path family is going to disperse. We have not really talked about leaving because we don't want these friendships to end. The world is a much smaller place and there is never truly a "good-bye" anymore. The people that I want to visit with again or that want to visit with me will be in contact. I have truly been blessed by these Christian brothers and sisters that I can now call my friends.
We will be flying from Livingstone, Zambia to Johannesburg, South Africa, then after a 6 hour layover we fly 16 hours to Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta we go our separate ways and I fly to DFW. Whew! Lots of airport and airplane time. I know my tears will be coming for the next week or so as different things hit me. Nothing is out of true sadness or regret, but out of sincerity for people who touched my life. Everyone has times in their lives that they wish could last forver. While I miss my home in Abilene, Texas there is something to be said about living in another country for any period of time.
Stay tuned for pictures on Facebook and a group PhotoBucket! Coming in July: Dara (and Erika) go to Peru!!
On Parade
Thursday, June 21
Today is the day!! I am going to be riding an elephant! We had the free time to do any activity that we wanted. Some people chose to go whitewater rafting, zip lining, or a helicopter ride, but I wanted to do something I had never done before. I zip lined in Argentina and have whitewater rafted in Colorado. The helicopter ride was over my budget and I wanted something truly African.
On our safari elephants were the most frequent animals sighted, but being right next to them was amazing. They had us paired on the elephants and there was a guide/driver on each as well. I rode on a middle age bull named Marula and our driver was named Kennedy. He was very informative and asked us about ourselves. I asked him how he came to work with the elephants. That led to him telling me that he stopped his education at grade 4...he appeared to be in his late 20s and has two kids and a wife to support. That is not uncommon because education is not free. It must be paid for each year. Citizens of Zambia realize that education is important for getting a well paying job but it is difficult. I felt almost selfish when I confessed that our school is free until college and that I was in my Masters degree program.
The elephants had so much personality! They sat down so we could feed them through the trunk or mouth and they saluted us as we left. I was absolutely amazed. We then saw the video that was made of our ride before heading back to our hotel. Worth every penny (or kwatcha) that I spent!
Last evening together before flying home and separating. My roommates and I had agreed to do a "Secret Santa" gift exchange and we gave our gifts. They were all we hoped they'd be! It will be weird to leave everyone tomorrow....
Today is the day!! I am going to be riding an elephant! We had the free time to do any activity that we wanted. Some people chose to go whitewater rafting, zip lining, or a helicopter ride, but I wanted to do something I had never done before. I zip lined in Argentina and have whitewater rafted in Colorado. The helicopter ride was over my budget and I wanted something truly African.
On our safari elephants were the most frequent animals sighted, but being right next to them was amazing. They had us paired on the elephants and there was a guide/driver on each as well. I rode on a middle age bull named Marula and our driver was named Kennedy. He was very informative and asked us about ourselves. I asked him how he came to work with the elephants. That led to him telling me that he stopped his education at grade 4...he appeared to be in his late 20s and has two kids and a wife to support. That is not uncommon because education is not free. It must be paid for each year. Citizens of Zambia realize that education is important for getting a well paying job but it is difficult. I felt almost selfish when I confessed that our school is free until college and that I was in my Masters degree program.
The elephants had so much personality! They sat down so we could feed them through the trunk or mouth and they saluted us as we left. I was absolutely amazed. We then saw the video that was made of our ride before heading back to our hotel. Worth every penny (or kwatcha) that I spent!
Last evening together before flying home and separating. My roommates and I had agreed to do a "Secret Santa" gift exchange and we gave our gifts. They were all we hoped they'd be! It will be weird to leave everyone tomorrow....
Setting Sun
Wednesday, June 20
Wednesday was fairly laid back. We were able to hit up the market in the downtown area for our last gifts for going home. I used the last of my pens and hairties to bring their prices down but they weren't nearly as agressive as the market at the Falls. Still don't like bartering very much....
I ate my lunch while sitting out by the pool at our hotel. Even though it is winter there, it is still very warm. That evening we took a sunset cruise on the Zambezi River on a three deck boat called "Lady Livingstone". It was a great way to relax and enjoy the beauty surrounding us. There was food served and we were able to see an active group of hippos on our ride. The sunset itself was absolutely gorgeous! I really don't know if it beats a Texas sunset, but it comes extremely close :)
While this was not the most missional day of our trip, it allowed me to look back on what I had experienced and how my life had been changed for the better. I like to think that I seized every opportunity to learn, watch, and listen to the hearts of Zambia. God will continue to be at work in the children and adults that work with them.
As I wrap up my posts concerning this adventure, I want to express my thanks for your support and prayer. I could not have done this without each and every one of you! May the adventures continue, abroad and at home!
Wednesday was fairly laid back. We were able to hit up the market in the downtown area for our last gifts for going home. I used the last of my pens and hairties to bring their prices down but they weren't nearly as agressive as the market at the Falls. Still don't like bartering very much....
I ate my lunch while sitting out by the pool at our hotel. Even though it is winter there, it is still very warm. That evening we took a sunset cruise on the Zambezi River on a three deck boat called "Lady Livingstone". It was a great way to relax and enjoy the beauty surrounding us. There was food served and we were able to see an active group of hippos on our ride. The sunset itself was absolutely gorgeous! I really don't know if it beats a Texas sunset, but it comes extremely close :)
While this was not the most missional day of our trip, it allowed me to look back on what I had experienced and how my life had been changed for the better. I like to think that I seized every opportunity to learn, watch, and listen to the hearts of Zambia. God will continue to be at work in the children and adults that work with them.
As I wrap up my posts concerning this adventure, I want to express my thanks for your support and prayer. I could not have done this without each and every one of you! May the adventures continue, abroad and at home!
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