Wednesday, August 31, 2005
At the moment things are fairly slow around here. Mostly I just hang out, eat and hang out. But that all changes tomorrow. Classes start on Thursday. I've always said that college would be even better if it wasn't for the classes. I'm only taking 16 credits so it shouldn't be too bad. As for now, I'm also only working at the Learning Center a grand total of 3 hours a week. I'm gonna be a millioniare.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
I prayed at the beginning of the week for God to break me, to make me humble and empty before him. I arrived at that point on Saturday night and again on Sunday night. I really hit rock bottom. I am so overwhelmed with how inadequate I am for the tasks that he has called me to this year. If anything even remotely right happens this year, it will be all because God worked some amazing miracles. It won't be because of me but rather despite me. My soul has been crying out to him the past couple of days and I am confident that he will be faithful.
Well, pandemonium (which, by the way, is my favorite word, but more on that another day...) is about to break out. Please remember me in your prayers and remember my guys, prayer is such a powerful thing because the one who answers is all powerful. It's gonna be a banner year for GCU!
Friday, August 26, 2005
Being an RA, so far, has been tremendous amounts of fun with lots of busy-ness and not much free time. I'm rushing about from place to place, doing everything I can to help out. The days have been starting around 8 in the morning and I am usually able to crash in my room around 10 or 11 at night. I'm starting to get a little tired. My residents move in on Monday. Sigh.
Since I left home on Saturday, so much has been accomplished. On Sunday morning, all of us RA's left for Prescott in northern Arizona for a leadership retreat. While we were there we built relationships, learned to trust each other (most of us anyway, but that's a story for another time), we grew closer to God and learned some things about working together by playing a whole monkey load of volleyball. After we got back on Tuesday we have been in meetings constantly. When I'm not in a meeting I'm prepping rooms for my residents or cleaning or decorating. It's not hard work at all, it's just that there's a lot of it.
Tomorrow I leave for Prescott again, this time for a Bible study leaders' meeting. Although it should be a lot of fun, it does mean that I will be hard-pressed for time tomorrow to get everything ready for Monday Move-in Madness. Pray lots.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Friday, August 19, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
So Emma, if you ever learn to read, this is for you: I love you sweets. Thanks for spending the summer with me. I'll pray for you always.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Saturday, August 13, 2005
The big news for today is that Jamie comes home from Colorado tomorrow. I go to pick her up around one-ish. I'm just a little excited. Two and a half months is way too long for a significant other to be gone. I have learned that the hard way.
Coming up this week: I will have a post on what I learned in school. (I'm teaching junior high/high school science on Monday and Tuesday and math on Wednesday), I will have a post on my last day with Emma (Thursday) and of course Tuesday is still picture day. (I have a good one in mind...) If you want something different, let me know. Probably no post tomorrow, so enjoy the weekend.
Friday, August 12, 2005
My guitar came last night. It sounds so beautiful. I love it! When I opened the case, that "new guitar" smell came drifting out. Oh ya. I love that smell. I left the little freshness baggy in the case to preserve the scent. I wonder if they sell those things at guitar stores...
Life is busy but God is good. Enjoy your weekend.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
This whole summer I have been eagerly anticipating the coming school year. I could barely contain my excitement at being an RA and the opportunities that go along with that for serving God. I was pumped up to be a Bible study leader and help guys grow in their faith. I had been so anxious for what God is going to do that I forgot that he was still at work in my life in the present and that I could serve him in the here and now.
It was great for me to be planning how to serve God in the future, but not at the cost of serving him right now. I get so caught up in future events and circumstances that I forget to strive for the kingdom in the present. If I truly believe the Bible (and I do) then I should know that God has me exactly in the right place in life to best serve him. And I should be making the most of every opportunity to do so. So here's a new resolution: to bloom wherever God plants me.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
I've gotta be honest, I got a good laugh out of this one. This is a comment recently posted on my blog. Here it is in all of its grandeur:
Dear, Literary Vandal
I just read your story ["Put a sock in it", Wednesday, August 3rd] IN A MAGAZINE! That's right, somewhere besides this blog. So next time you post something, make sure you don't take a stupid pill [beforehand] plagiarizer.
p.s. Some of us read other things besides your blog you know.
Let me start by saying that the post was not plagiarized. If you know the magazine or article which is thought to have been the original, by all means, tell me so I can read it myself. It is very possible it resembles another’s take on the art of listening. The topic is an important one in today's busy lifestyle and has been written about often. I'm going to let you in on a secret about that post. The blog in question was written withMS Word during a meeting. I had no internet connection, books, magazines or other literature available. When I got home, I copied and pasted it onto my blog. (Hopefully my employer will never read this...) The whole thing was written originally by me. Sorry to disappoint you my vigilant reader. But thanks for keeping me on my toes. (And laughing all night…)
Keep the comments coming.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Monday, August 08, 2005
I taught little kids how to jump rope today. That was fun. I also had a kindergartener tell me that I'm crazy. Repeatedly. For no reason. It made no sense. Maybe tomorrow will go just as well. Thank goodness tomorrow is Tuesday: picture day. Wahoo.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
She had lost some strength in her legs, she is much more wobbly when she walks, but she seems to have retained most of her head knowledge. I have about seven sessions left with her before I have to head back to school. Hopefully God will bless us with some good progress before I leave.
Also, a quick update on the UK site. I just finished uploading the pics for the first three days. I'm still working on the rest of the trip and more should be coming soon.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Last night it rained cats and dogs. We had a river raging behind our house for most of the night. It was a glorious thing. I can’t imagine it raining like that for 40 days and nights during the great flood. There was just an amazing amount of water. Being from
Onto the serious subject of the day: the art of listening. There is a significant difference between hearing what a person says and listening to what they say. Hearing means that the sound vibrations reach your ears and that’s about it. Maybe your brain comprehends what is said, maybe not. Listening requires active participation. It means hearing what is said and responding appropriately. It is very much an art form. It takes practice and work to become a good listener.
There are four keys things to becoming a good listener. The first and most important is closing your mouth. It is incredibly hard to listen to what somebody else is saying when you are doing the talking. There is nothing worse than having someone ask you how your day is going and then proceed to talk and talk and talk without ever giving you the opportunity to answer the original question.
Next, make eye contact. There is no quicker way to indicate that you are not listening and that you are uninterested if your eyes are wandering around the room. When I talk with people, I watch their eyes. As soon as their eyes consistently leave mine, I tend to stop the conversation. I know that if they can’t bother to make eye contact, then there is no possible way that they can be paying attention to what I am saying.
The third key to being a good listener is reaffirming what the person is saying to show that you are listening and understand. While the person is talking, nod your head in agreement, murmur words of agreement and at times restate in similar words what the person has just said to confirm to them that you have heard what they said and understand their intentions.
The final key to being a good listener is responding appropriately. If a person has just shared that their favorite Aunt Jenny has just died, don’t laugh. This sounds obvious, but I can’t tell you how often I see this. Also, be careful when sharing your own story in response. Too often this will minimize what the person has just said. When a person shares about how they got in an accident and how their car was totaled, don’t launch into a story about the time you ran into a tree with your car. If you must, share what you learned from a similar experience but be careful when dispensing advice. The thing that links all of this together comes from Roman 12:15, “Rejoice with those who rejoice, mourn with those who mourn.”
It has come to my attention that I have not been setting a good example. It seems that I have been doing an awful lot of talking on this blog and not very much listening. I apologize. I will now take some time to listen, please, share what ever you like.
Okay. That's enough of that. Have a great day.
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
The last good news is that it's Tuesday: picture day! Hope you laugh out loud like I did.
Monday, August 01, 2005
I am reading through a book called "The Coffeehouse Gospel". The book talks about having the right attitude and mindset for sharing the gospel and using the tools that God has given you to share the gospel. In one of the chapters, the author is interviewing a missionary and he asks the missionary, "Is it worth it?" and the guy responds with an answer that just blew my mind. He said that the question was wrong. It doesn't really matter if it's worth it. What matters is that He (God) is worthy. Look at that statement again. Wow.
From personal experience I can honestly say that I have gone through times in my life where I have asked God if it was worth it, if what I was going through was really worth the pain and trouble. Maybe it was, maybe not. That doesn't matter. If I truly have submitted my life to Jesus and call him Lord and say that it's not about me but about him, then it doesn't matter if it's worth it or not. What truly matters is that He is worthy.