A Place of Rest

Making Room for "Baby"

2008-09-11T20:27:00.005-04:00

Has it been so long since I last wrote something on this thing?! I'm ashamed to log my thoughts, as my journaling inconsistency is obviously evident by now... Nevertheless, under the wise advisement of my mother, now is the perfect time to start "blogging" again: Our lives are about to change forever.

My husband, Jim, and I are going to have a BABY.

This past Monday, a monthly jaunt to the midwife (and one, short ultrasound later) revealed that the Lord has blessed us with a beautiful BOY maturing in my womb. Thus, as any proud, "paparazzi" parent would do, I would like to introduce for posterity: the first picture of our son, Ethan James Ashby.

As any "poor, seminary student couple" would be, Jim and I were a little jolted this past May when a pregnancy test revealed that in nine quick months, this newly established Ashby household would harbor its own little "rug-rat." I think I speak more for myself than my sweet husband in this instance, but the reality of what was taking place inside me hit me upside my consciousness about as hard as a Mack Truck leveling a chipmunk. Jim, on the other hand, has waited his whole life to be a husband and a father. His calm demeanor and solid faith in the Father was a God-send for someone who considers "sudden change" to be a filthy phrase.

It's weird: you spend so many passing moments of your youth wondering how you'll respond to such news, but no one can truly claim such knowledge as their own until God grants you the experience. Now, as the weeks pass (and my pregnant belly grows), the excitement and anticipation of this gift the Lord has freely granted is becoming more and more of a precious treasure. As overwhelming and intimidating as the realizations of parenthood and major life transition can manifest at times, the Spirit in me continues to testify that - as in all things - His "grace is sufficient"; and it's not just "up to me" to raise this little one.

Ethan - already - belongs to God. As he is being sewn together in my expanding womb, the Father is in ultimate and total control of his very short past, his present, and his (Lord willing) broad future. Jim's and my prayer continues to be: that our lives would reflect the Son in such a way as to cause our boy to yearn for the Lord more than anything on earth.

Have A Happy ASHBY Day!

2008-01-31T12:32:00.000-05:00

Ladies and gentleman, without further adieu, I am ECSTATIC to announce that - after intense anticipation, incredible patience, and NUMEROUS bags of Uncle Willy's microwave popcorn scarfed while sitting on the edge of our seats...

TODAY

is

(Insert agonizing breath of suspense *HERE*)

JIM ASHBY #3's 25th BERFDAY!!!

To commemorate this gala event, I would like to cordially invite all admirers of our beloved Jimbo to post, toast, and roast him on this special "birthday card," which will be unveiled to the Birthday Boy after the debut of his long-awaited returning TV show, "LOST."

On a personal note:

Jame Henry Ashby III...you are the love of my life. There is no other man that I could spend the rest of my days with, and that is why I am here by your side. The day we met was the day the Lord introduced me to my best friend and soul mate. The Lord's authorship and compassion is so beautifully transparent in the man that you are, and the man you are becoming. May you look back upon these past 25 years as the time you loved and knew the Lord the least, as our Father continues to inspire and increase your love and hunger for Christ, and spurs you on in perseverance and faithfulness.

WE LOVE YOU!!!

"Crucial" Observations

2008-01-24T12:12:00.001-05:00

Just two weeks ago, I started a new job as the Guest Services Coordinator with Crossings: an amazing company that loves the Lord, and seeks to serve Him with their unique vision and talents. Suffice it to say, though I'm still in the midst of learning the ins-and-outs of my new position at the office, the people I work with are incredible! When someone inquires about your place of employment and asks "So what's it like working there?...," very rarely are you ever able to say: "It's like going to hang out with my friends and/or family!" These people have gone out of their way to make "work" feel like "home," and it makes a huge difference in the effectiveness of what Crossings seeks to accomplish.

During our weekly meetings, we just finished reading and discussing the book "Crucial Conversations: Tools for Talking When Stakes Are High." Being the avid communication addict that I am, reading sections of this book was much like giving massive quantities of chocolate to a menstruating female! It largely discusses techniques and methods that are often over-looked or under-practiced when we're confronted with highly-emotional/highly-significant situations with others (i.e. "crucial conversations"). Often times, in such intense circumstances, two reactions tend to occur: 1) people shut-down entirely - morphing into complete silence (no "making waves," silent pouting, avoidance, etc.); or 2) all Hades breaks loose (bring-on the shouting matches, fights, sarcastic games, and personal digs).

If you're anything like me, when crucial conversations arise, you make like an ostrich: cram your fearfully flustered head into the closest hole in the ground, and pray to God the whole mess just "blows over." As one can imagine: this - most often - does not solve anything, and you eventually either get knocked over by what you're trying to avoid, or you lose consciousness.

As we navigated our way through the book, it was striking to see how many basic and foundational Biblical principles were consistently presented as realistic solutions to relational issues (further proof that Scripture is relevant and applicable for all of Mankind). For example: 1) monitoring the internal stories that people tell themselves when they don't have all the information (Romans 12:2); 2) listening to others in the midst of emotional melt-downs (James 1:18-20); 3) avoiding jumping to conclusions (1 Corinthians 13); and 4) maintaining an optimistic outlook when working through a tough relationship (Philippians 4:8). Imagine that: the Bible as pertinent and sufficient to speak to the daily conditions of peoples' lives! (Note the overly-exaggerated sarcastic tone...)

So what was the most impacting element I carried away from this recent read? Well, besides the powerful reminder that Scripture is more than capable of coaching us through any curve-ball life may throw; it reminded me that loving others is not playing the role of the martyr, the sacrificial peacemaker, or the bitter tag-along in order to "stop the fighting." Loving people is listening to them, not just hearing them; understanding them, not being understood by them; and using conflict to exhort others to a common purpose, not exhaust them from your own carnal pursuits.

A New Era...

2008-01-22T09:16:00.000-05:00

I'm staring at this blank, blogging slate...and I have no idea what to share.

How do you sum up the intensity of change that has thunder-bolted through your life, after not having written for over a year?

I am not the woman I once was...

(Enter sound of rushing wind, indicating a sudden trek back through time)

OK, first-things-first:

In the Fall of 2006, Donna (having recently wed the dashing Jason Shaw), Lisa, and I gathered to clean and exit our beloved haven located at Lakeview Apartments, and re-locate both Lisa and I into my new apartment in Louisville (not far from the lovely Mrs. Shaw herself). The whole ordeal was quite the memory, as we both packed AND removed our belongings via truck and car caravan, in a record 5 HOURS. To this day, I still have nightmares...

At the same time, the adventurous Miss Lisa McGary was preparing in a matter of days to exit our beloved American soil, and to venture abroad for several months in the quaint and classic gardens of Great Britain. She made tons of friends, collected a library of memories, and - following after the Lord's lead - entered into a whole new season of life and learning (which followed her back to the states in the early Spring of 2007).

Meanwhile, back in Kentucky, while attending classes and living my long-fantasized-about life of a single, twenty-something facing the odds on her own (and loving it!); Jen receives the good word of babies-to-be: yes, Donna and Jason are expecting (not to mention two of my other good friends, Sandy and Cassey, who were also to welcome little bundles of joy into the world...).
Thus begins the next several months of baby showers, baby shopping, and learning everything there is to know about how a woman's pregnant body works (at least, from an excited Auntie's perspective). But that wasn't all those memorable months would bring, friends: for the Lord was about to unleash an unexpected life surprise of my very own...in the form of Jim Ashby.

In early December 2006, this charming and genuine young man initiates a pursuit for my heart that was launched out of almost nowhere; and landed both of us at the altar of Immanuel Baptist Church on October 14, 2007, saying our "I do's" before cherished friends and family. Ladies and gentleman, I am thrilled to announce that I am now Mrs. Jennifer C. Ashby!

Whew! Suffice it to say, I have left out many a juicy detail in this brief (yet exhaustive) glance back, each of which I plan on utilizing as blogging fuel in the future - stuffed with baby pictures, wedding photos, and thanksgiving and praise to the Lord on High for His eternal generosity to His people. Ciao!

It's Almost Here!

2006-12-16T10:11:00.000-05:00

Christmas typically tends to be the most beloved holiday of almost anyone you meet...AND IT'S ALMOST HERE!!!

And (to be honest): I haven't even BEGUN my Christmas shopping yet. :(

Ever since I was young, some of the ongoing Christmas traditions in my Mom's extended family are:

1) Gramma Charlotte's OUTSTANDING home-made noodles (best experienced over a huge mound of mashed potatoes)

2) $5 Gift Exchange between all the adults (usually consisting of tons of chocolate, homemade trinkets, and random stuff from Wal-Mart)

3) Yay, Frozen Jell-O punch!

4) All the York Peppermint Patties one Seminary student can handle! :)

So, just out of curiosity, what are some of the holiday traditions that you and your family celebrate; or what's something that you most look forward to about Christmas?

"I Asked the Lord"

2006-11-01T19:19:00.000-05:00

A Truth that speaks in this time of maturation and growth for us all:

I Asked the Lord

I asked the Lord that I might grow

In faith and love and every grace;

Might more of His salvation know

And seek more earnestly His face.

'Twas He who taught me thus to pray

And He I trust has answered prayer;

But it has been in such a way

As almost drove me to despair.

I hoped that in some favored hour

At once He'd answer my request,

And by His love's constraining power

Subdue my sins and give me rest.

Instead of this He made me feel

The hidden evils of my heart,

And let the angry powers of Hell

Assault my soul in every part.

Yea, more with His own hand He seemed

Intent to aggravate my woe;

Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,

Cast out my feelings, laid me low.

Lord, why is this, I trembling cried,

Wilt Thou pursue Thy worm to death?

"Tis in this way" the Lord replied,

"I answer prayer for grace and faith."

"These inward trials I employ

From Self and pride to set thee free,

And break thy schemes of earthly joy

That thou mayest seek thy all in Me."

Amen.

A Friend Will Be Missed

2006-09-04T22:17:00.000-04:00

For those of you who may not yet be aware, Brian Adams - one of the hard-working chefs of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary - suddenly passed away this former Saturday. Suffering from a heart attack, Brian (a friend and co-worker I had the privilege of spending most of my afternoons with at the cafeteria) slipped from this world and into the next at a local hospital...leaving behind the wife he loved dearly, Starr, and their two beautiful children, Morgan and Zachary.

For as long as I knew him, Brian talked about his family constantly. He was so proud to be a husband and father. I can remember listening to a vast array of his different stories: about cooking, hiking, life experiences, love and family... If there was one thing "Chef Brian" enjoyed, it was enjoying all that life has to offer. I could always hear his laugh from behind the hotline, at the front of the cafeteria - even though Brian, himself, might be tucked away in the back of the kitchen somewhere. :) But most of all, I will always remember Brian's smile. Both Brian's children, Morgan and Zachary, have inherited that same smile: warm and welcoming.

I write this post as a humble request:

As someone who lost her father in exactly the same way, not too long ago, would you - Southern Seminary - please keep the Adams' in your prayers? This is a sudden and dramatic blow for anyone to endure; and in the weeks to come, let us be intentional in showing grace and love - not only to Brian's family - but also his co-workers in the cafeteria (Chef Pam, Chef Jim, Chef Meg, Kim, Rita, Tidy, etc.). As a student who has experienced Seminary "behind the scenes," and in more than just the classroom: these people will be grieving his loss for quite a while to come, and need the support and encouragement of this school body.

Brian was one who professed the Name of Christ; one who sought to love his family better and deeper with each new day; and one who always strove to be a thoughtful friend and fellow-worker.

We will miss you, Brian.

Random Thoughts

2006-08-08T14:00:00.000-04:00

It's difficult to believe that in less than one week, we'll all be starting back to classes again. This summer seems to have flown by, and I'm even finding it difficult to pin-point specific memories and events: the whole thing seems as a blur to me. So much has changed, yet so much also seems to have remained the same.

In about one month, I"ll (Lord willing...) be moving into an apartment of my very own. This will be the first time I've ever done anything like this, and the prospect fills me with a sensation of anticipation, but also some nervous hesitation. Life with Donna and Lisa has become so much like "home" to me... There's a part of me that seems to be looking back - cherishing the time spent and the memories made. Another part of me fully understands, and embraces, the Truth that "this is life": and until our Master returns, this existence is composed of a series of "hellos" and "good-byes." I'm learning to hold things - always - with an open hand: accepting that everything belongs to Christ, and part of obedience is learning to say "yes" to whatever He may give and/or take. This doesn't make Him any less trustworthy.

It just means we are making the decision to take Him at His Word: His good, perfect, and holy Word.

John 15, Romans 12, and Ephesians 4 have been coming to mind a lot lately. I am aware of so many of our brothers and sisters who are passing through times of transition and growth, and that - along with all the blessings these periods have in store - it's not always an easy path to follow. We get impatient; we grow doubtful and hesitant; we feel overwhelmed and already defeated; and we may even question if this was the Road we were meant to traverse in the first place. Looking ahead to the future may even bring a mixture of bewilderment: knowing where we're being called, but not having a CLUE how He's gonna get us there.

Let us be faithful in taking it one day at a time - just as our Lord commanded us. Let us be disciplined in seizing the Scriptures as our definition of Reality - just as Christ admonished us (John 15). Let us be purposeful in practicing true community and encouragement - as the example has been set before us (Ephesians 4). And - most importantly - in all these things, may we recognize and fully accept: it has nothing to do with us...

...and has everything to do with our Lord, and what His grace can accomplish - even despite ourselves.

A Decade of Anna!

2006-07-26T13:23:00.000-04:00

I would like to dedicate this post to my FAVORITE "Anna" in the entire world:

My little sister!

Anna Kathryn Wojak was born 10 years ago on July 24th. She was the most beautiful baby we had ever seen, and it seems like we blinked...and then she was practically grown-up! Anna's favorite things to do are: play soccer, play w/ her new Barbie dolls (b-day presents), and have her family read C.S. Lewis' The Chronicles of Narnia series to her OUTLOUD (w/ all the voices).

This past Saturday, we Wojaks celebrated the birthday of our youngest family member with an afternoon of pizza, cake...and lazer tag! Is there a better way to celebrate turning 10 years old?

It was most definitely a party to remember (not to mention Big Sis was introduced to the thrilling reality of "air hockey"). As a matter of fact, the entire weekend was filled with good memories, quality family time, and - of course - lots of pictures!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANNA!!!

WE LOVE YOU!!!

The Great Outdoors

2006-07-24T21:56:00.000-04:00

There has always been something about the outdoors that has never failed to entice and romance my soul. Ever since being a young girl, I could never get enough of playing outside: having the entire neighborhood at my fingertips; rummaging around the "hidden wood" (the one my mother always warned me not to go into); and catching fireflies after dark. If there's one thing the summer air never fails to accomplish...it's draw me - captivated - out into the awaiting wilderness.

So! What did Jennifer get to do this past Monday?

Hike her tail off!

After much anticipation, my fellow comrades (Emily, Nick, Ruthann, and Tony) and I journeyed southward to the great "unknown" referred to as: Cumberland Gap National Forrest. Accompanied only by a stuffed cooler, a bag of KFC Original Recipe, Delirious' Mission Bell, and T's infamous camera; our crew launched this long-awaited adventure at 8 am...until 4:30 am the next day (I told you we were "hard-core"...or maybe just really slow). Here are some of my favorite moments from the memorable jaunt:

The longest trek of the day proved a grueling 8-mile quest through dense and steep wood, darkly named: Dog Slaughter Falls (don't ask me, I won't know). Sight-seeing and cataloguing rare wildlife might have slowed us up a smidge, but after what seemed like hours of trudging through abandoned rainforest...our perseverance was WELL rewarded.

However, I must confess: the highlight of the evening would have to have been our evening of reflection perched on a hidden boulder past the Cumberland Falls. With gallons of water rushing in the background, and a shroud of stars - like I have never experienced - cloaking the night sky, the only thought that would come to mind was:

God.

How can there be room for anything else?

I hope these pictures inspire you all to "run outside and play." To my fellow "pirates": I love you all and have cherished this experience more than one blog can express. We will be doing this again.

Grand Canyon, anyone?

Coffee?

2006-07-14T09:38:00.000-04:00

As of next Friday, I am pleased (and proud) to report that I will begin training for working at one of my FAVORITE places in the world...

STARBUCKS COFFEE!

(Sigh) This job seems like it was a long time in coming, but with all the new stores opening up around our lovely Louisville, I am so grateful to the Lord that He has made a place for me! Since my cafeteria job at Southern ended at the close of May, God has been SO good and faithful to allow me time to "rest and recover" from a busy semester, and be able to spend quality time with friends and family.

And now I'm TRULY ready for my training to be a barrista!

So that rather got me to thinking about coffee and all coffee-related things: where are some of YOUR favorite coffee "hot spots," and what is it about them that attracts you so much? Do you have a favorite coffee drink? A treasured coffee memory? Do tell!

And I'm sure I'll be seeing you around...

"Will that be 'Tall,' 'Grande,' or 'Venti'?"

Life Lessons from a Deposit Box

2006-07-07T11:56:00.000-04:00

Do you ever have that experience when you decide to memorize a new verse of Scripture, then - almost immediately - the Lord graces you with opportunities to put His Truth into practice? Well...I sure did yesterday:

"Know therefore today, and take it to your heart, that the Lord; He is God in heaven above and on the earth below: there is no other." ~ Deuteronomy 4:39 ~

This verse (which I committed to memory just late last week) the Lord has been employing to make SUCH an impression upon my life lately. He is teaching me to fear Him above all else, and truly live out the reality that Man can do nothing to me. The ONLY person that God gives us permission to fear is Himself...PERIOD. Anything else is just sin.

So yesterday, I called my local bank to make sure that they had received the deposit I had made to them the evening before. Well, it came as a bit of a surprise when they informed me that they had no record of it in their computer. So I phone the branch at which I dropped off my only check for the next few weeks (I'm down to only one job, right now), to see if - perhaps - the envelope (covered w/ all my info: social security number, checking account number, etc.) was lying around somewhere. The cordial gentleman on the other end of the line informed me that it was not, and then proceeded to ask me if I placed my money in the correct "drop box."

This caused a momentary lump in my throat. What do you MEAN the correct box?

The box I put my check in was NOT the appropriate box for making deposits. It was, in fact, intended for other bank usage, specifically of the kind that is responsible for transferring money to other locations (not necessarily in Louisville).

I began to run through the list of transactions I had already made that day, with a waning amount of money in my checking, and soon it seemed as if all the potential disasters of what might have happened to my deposit began to crash in around my consciousness. Not only that, but what about identity theft? I had practically INVITED someone into my financial resources with the amount of personal info listed on the front of that envelope (something I will NEVER do again...).

BUT...it was at this point that the Lord extended His Hand of mercy and comfort, and reminded me of His Words: "Know therefore today (Jen), and take it to your heart (Jen), that the Lord; He is God in heaven above and on the earth below: there is no other" (inserts added by me). This was the place at which the Scriptures got PERSONAL, and became my reality...not just recitation. :)

Ultimately (as w/ all things), this circumstance - too - is under God's divine influence. I may not have control, I may have made a simple mistake...BUT God. The Truth of the matter is that it is in He and He alone that we find real security and peace. The test: do we choose to believe Him, and live what we tells us with all our mind and heart.

Thus, after praying in faith with my precious roommate, Lisa, our God filled me with a confident rest; knowing that He was overseeing all things, and no matter what happened: this incident is small, because He is SO BIG.

Not one hour later, I received a phone call from a kind lady from the bank. Apparently, the box in which I placed my money had not been collected from by the serviceman because it had been jammed shut. An employee had accidentally dropped the box's key in the box itself - jamming it tightly shut. A specialist had to be called to pry open the dysfuntional collection box: they found the offending key...and my pitiful envelope covered in identification. :)

Do we serve an AWESOME God or what?

Moral of the story: "There's nothing to fear but God Himself."

Blessings, friends!

The Happy Couple!

2006-06-27T11:55:00.000-04:00

I can't believe it: it finally happened. This past Saturday - June 24th - at 5pm, under the loving and watchful eye of their glorious Lord, Jason Shaw and Donna Millard joined their lives together in holy matrimony. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you:

Mr. and Mrs. Jason Shaw!

The wedding day could NOT have been better... The weather was perfect; the ceremony was grounded in the Truth; everyone was rejoicing in the Lord; the reception was a BLAST; and the bride and groom could not have been more in love. :)

To so many of their friends and family, the festivities this past Saturday were so much more than "just another marriage": the union of Jason and Donna is an incredible testimony of God's faithfulness, sovereignty, and love towards His children. And I know that they both would be the first to witness to His goodness and mercy.

Over the past months, our Lord has cultivated Jason Shaw into the outstanding, humble, and compassionate leader he is; and our Father has blossomed Donna into the noble Proverbs woman who continues to teach me what real love, service, and faith looks like.

The newlywed Shaws have so much to look forward to in the months and years to come; and some fantastic memories to keep them company along the way:

Jason and Donna, you are a blessing to us all! And we are so thankful to be able to sojourn with you both down this new and thrilling path. And to Donna especially: you will always be our "cuddly, little snuggle-bunny," and words cannot express how much Lisa and I cherish you...

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2006-06-16T15:43:00.001-04:00

Ah...NAPPING! If there's one thing to be happy about the summertime...it's that NAPTIME becomes a more frequent indulgence (seeing as how I'm not taking any summer classes right now, so I have a bit of free time on my hands).

Almost two weeks ago, Lisa's little sister, Virginia, came and stayed w/ us for a while. We had a GRAND time: staying up late, watching movies, sewing, laughing... It's no WONDER the two of us "pooped out" right around mid-day.

Ever since I was young, I have always been a napper... My body just tends to "shut down" at certain points of the day; and even if it's only for 20 minutes, I have to be allowed to "recharge" my battery if I'm gonna make it through to the evening hours.

Of course, there are also those people who can't stand to "miss a beat" as the day marches onward, but it seems that Virginia and I were perfectly content to snuggle-up and snooze the afternoon away. Well...sort of. :)

Anyway... If you, too, are a "napper": seize these hot and humid days by the barometer, and SIESTA ON, MY LOVELIES!

Another Prayer Request

2006-06-12T14:37:00.000-04:00

After receiving the e-mail from the President's Office this morning concerning Dr. Mohler's health, my heart was also burdened to share another prayer request with you all:

The mother of my roommate, Lisa McGary, has been battling a rare form of cancer, now, for quite some time. Providentially, the Lord has provided a way for her type of illness to be treated free of charge; yet the treatment is highly experimental, and tends to cause Lynn (Lisa's mom) much discomfort.

Lynn McGary is one of the "saltiest" saints I have ever met. This blessed woman has probably served and ministered to more people in one day of her sweet life than I have throughout my entire existence! She is a blessing to so many people, and a constant source of encouragement and challenge. This past weekend, as a matter of fact, in Nashville, TN at Judson Baptist Church, a group of 250 people arrived to join in prayer on Lynn McGary's behalf. Not only were there close family friends attending, but most had been personally served by the "Stone Soup" ministry which Mrs. McGary oversees (even in the midst of her health situation).

I would like to humbly request that anyone who reads this post to please keep Lynn McGary and her precious family in your thoughts and prayers. This woman has been a pillar of strength and Christian love, not only to her family, but EVERYONE she encounters, and it is because the Lord God is her joy, her salvation, and her hope. These past months have been particularly physically difficult, so please intercede on her behalf as the Spirit leads.

Thank you, and God bless!

Hail the Conquering Graduate!

2006-06-07T12:49:00.000-04:00

This summer has already started off with SUCH a bang...

I am proud to announce that my baby brother, Eric Douglas Wojak, has completed his requirements to graduate from one of the most prestigious engineering schools in the nation: Rose-Hulman Institute of Technology. (Loud round of applause!)

At the end of this summer, "Wuj" will be beginning his position at a respectable firm in Indianapolis, which TOTALLY floats my boat because he'll be closer to ME here in Louisville. HOORAY!!!

We had such a blast getting to attend the ceremonies as a family, and I KNOW my Dad was bursting with pride from his "front-row seat" in Heaven. :) The Lord definitely worked through Eric's time at college to completely change his heart and life-course, and I know that was something Daddy had been praying about for SUCH a long time.

Eric, I LOVE YOU!!! I'm so thankful that you're my brother: you encourage, challenge, and inspire me so much with your passion for the Lord, and your desire for Him to grow you in every way. Your big sister looks up to you, and you CRACK ME UP as well...

OUCH!!!

2006-05-13T22:24:00.000-04:00

OK, I need to post... It's been shamefully too long. And school's out for practically three glorious months, so I have no excuse.

What's the latest drama in Jen's life? That would be my unwelcomed wisdom teeth surfacing.

About one week ago, I started noticing this distracting and EXCRUCIATING pain in my mouth: thought maybe I had brushed my teeth a little too hard...maybe cut a gum or something. Oh, no! That would be my top MOLARS tearing thru the tender tissue of my mouth flesh...and right during FINALS!

After going through bottles of Aleve and Listerine (as if they were Krispe Kremes and Starbucks), I've finally scheduled an appointment to initiate the removal of these offensive dental invaders. Then, that got me to thinking:

Any of you all have any great "wisdom tooth" stories?

(In the spirit of Brian Regan's latest DVD, I request that you all indulge me on this one). :)

In Loving Remembrance...

2006-04-15T00:39:00.000-04:00

On June 6th of 2005, my father - Walter Louis Wojak - passed from this world and into the next. The Lord is, indeed, sovereign over all circumstances...and his passing was quite unexpected, none the less.

Today, April 15th, would have been his 49th birthday.

My Dad was truly unlike any man I have ever met. Growing up in a severely dysfunctional home, the Lord drew my father away from his life of drugs and alcohol (by amazingly providential circumstances), and - over the years - dramatically transformed his life into one of the most unique testimonies and commited Christians I will ever know.

Looking back, I am utterly amazed at the impact that our Lord God had on his memorable life.

My Dad loved the Lord. More than anything, he longed to know and experience the intense love of Christ that had been so absent from his unfortunate youth. Some of my fondest remembrances of him are when I sleepily walked into the living room in the early morning hours, and found Pop in his favorite chair, Bible open, journal open, and his strong hands clasped in humble and earnest prayer. Dad clung to the Truth of God in desperation, because he had experienced what it was like to be without Him.

Dad's laugh could lighten anyone's hard heart: loud, strong, and genuine. He was such a remarkable mind: the man could remember the most random, remotest, and complex topics. I remember how eager I used to be to inform him of something "new and intelligent" that I had learned - so confident that it would be something he had never studied; only to be foiled again as Dad rattled off his extensive knowledge of my "mystery subject." Dad was not without his faults (who is?), but it was the grace he demonstrated to everyone - regardless of circumstance - that was one of the strongest fingerprints of Christ in His life.

Remembering him on this day, what touches me the most was his profound tenderness and servant-heart. I could always run to my Daddy whenever I was scared, confused, troubled, or just in need of a good hug. He was always looking for opportunities to love and serve those around him: from his humble practice of a chiropractor/acuptuncturist, to ministering to his hurting/needful family.

My father taught me what a man of God should be. Sometimes I cringe because I didn't appreciate him enough. I wish that I had taken advantage of more opportunities to tell him how much I loved him, how much I respected him, and how much I learned from him. My Dad was the one who led me to Christ... I am so grateful to be his daughter. The Lord could not have given me a greater Christian example of a father and husband.

Last year, Dad's "birthday gift" was a fishing trip to Kohler, WI, in which he caught a gorgeous trout (the only fish on the trip, to be exact) at the exact time of day that he was delivered into this world. This year, my beloved father basks in the everlasting glow of the One who loves Him most.

I love you, Daddy! See you in Heaven...

Who Do I Think I Am?!

2006-04-13T16:00:00.000-04:00

Today, I am able to say that I am thankful for the humbling reminders that God grants to us: of how unworthy we are, of how much we need Him, and of the extent of His grace and compassion. How is it that, unfortunately, we always seem to appreciate these reminders only after we recently endure some difficult trial or circumstance?

Such times always give me a deeper understanding of the question I ask myself SO many times: Who do I think I am!?

Since coming here to Louisville, I think that my experiences these past two years have proved my mother a relatively wise and insightful woman: There are things that I will experience in life that are meant to not only fashion me into a more devoted believer, but also to prove a useful counselor for the Lord (my field of study). And if He wills for various circumstances to occur, the purpose they accomplish should be considered as gracious gifts from God's Hands - even though I may not realize it at the time.

Now, as a fleshly sinner, that makes me wonder: What exactly is the Lord going to will for me to endure?!

And then it strikes me what an absolutely selfish question this is: as if my submissiveness and service to God is wholly based upon "what He may or may not do for me in this life." It is God's RIGHT and sovereign choice for me to persevere in whatever He may will, and to walk faithfully by His side - through thick and thin, whether in times of blessing or times of despair and/or destruction. It is I who must persevere, and remain willing and obedient to whatever He may deem appropriate. I am starting to value and appreciate that I must consistently choose to immerse my conciousness in the reality that "God is love"; and thus He is the only One of any of us that might be completely and rightfully trusted. Who am I to question? Who am I to doubt? Who am I to dictate and lay blame when all I ever produce is sin and rebellion, and He redemption and progress?

Absolute submission to God results in complete freedom from myself: that which constantly has proven to hold me back, confuse me, discourage/disillusion me, get in my way, and shove me down. Why do we fear total abandonment from Self when it leads to utmost joy and freedom?

Once again, Lord, you bring something that should be so simple and foundational for us into the sweet light of understanding. Continue to teach us, Lord, the value of truly fearing You, instead of fearing what may happen to us throughout our lives; and for enlightening Your Word to us, as in Hebrews 12:1-2 (NLT):

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith. Beause of the joy awaiting him, he endured the cross, disregarding its shame. Now he is seated in the place of honor beside God's throne."

LET'S BE FREE!

Have Fun!

2006-04-04T22:24:00.000-04:00

I like this game!

Add a caption to the fun pictures:

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Stretch those imaginative muscles, friends... Have fun!

Jen Meets "Facebook"

2006-04-01T18:54:00.000-05:00

Guess what I did for TWO HOURS today!

Last weekend, my friends Lin-z Jennings (not really how you spell her name) and Catherine Huffman spent the evening helping me sign up for a Facebook account while watching Grey's Anatomy on TV (great episode, by the way...).

I have this funny tendency of not really being interested in the technological/computer stuff that everyone else is into...but I'm getting better! For example, it wasn't until this past Fall that my sweet roomie, Donna, finally got me to sign up for a blog account (and after much prodding and pleading, I might add). Now I'm hooked!

Well, I think the lightning bolt has struck again.

For two hours this afternoon, I sat in front of a computer screen updating info, downloading pics, and browsing/searching for long-lost companions I've not spoken to in literally decades! I'm gonna have to be careful, or this could become yet another ugly sap of my precious time and energy.

I pray the Lord help me to prove a good steward with Facebook!

"S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y Night!"

2006-03-29T21:49:00.000-05:00

It's been a while since I had some "high-culture" entertainment, but last Saturday night I had a date w/ my roommate, Lisa, to have a BLAST!

For those of you who didn't know, our own Southern Seminary choir was honorably invited to perform Beethoven's 9th Symphony w/ the Louisville Orchestra this past weekend. There were three performances in all, and Lees and I were able to attend Saturday evening.

Can I just say that it's been a LONG time since I had heard or experienced anything SO intensely INCREDIBLE! Not only was the orchestra amazingly talented, the combination of choral talent and music was enough to give everyone there the goosebumps and leave with tears in their eyes...and I exaggerate NOT.

When you think about how we are created in the image of our creative and ordered God, to be able to sit for a few hours and sample the genius of one of His own fashioned beings (Beethoven) cannot help but to draw your thoughts and contemplations Heavenward. Such beauty found amidst a fallen and sinful people just goes to PROVE that we still retain some of the marks of His existence.

It was such a privilege to hang out w/ our good friends, Tony and Ron (who looked AWESOME in their tuxes, by the way...), and make some fun and playful memories at the Kentucky Center for Arts afterwards. Check it out!

Conclusions for the evening: I'm DEFINITELY doing this again, and Lisa McGary is a GREAT date. :)

Motivational "Check"

2006-03-19T13:29:00.000-05:00

These verses hit me square between the eyes the other day. I've been meditating on them ever since...

"And so, from the day we heard, we have not ceased to pray for you, asking that you may be filled with the knowledge of his will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding, so as to walk in a manner worthy of the Lord, fully pleasing to him, bearing fruit in every good work and increasing in the knowledge of God. May you be srengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy, giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in light." ~ Colossians 1:9-12 ~

I italicized the part that struck me hardest of all.

I am a distracted young woman - I'm just going to type it out-loud. As the Lord begins to fingerpoint more and more areas of my life that need gutting and restructuring, one of His biggest projects with me involves my motives and intentions. It can be towards friends, family, men, women, circumstances - you name it; but in almost every aspect of my existence, I find myself battling with one enduring question: is how I am thinking and behaving right now out of obedience to God or enslavement to flesh?

So often my focus supplies my motivation, and - unfortunately - so often that focus is not upon the Father as it needs to be. I discover myself trying to scheme feeble attempts to force what I desire to happen in my life (with people, in different situations, for my future...). I am so thankful that the Lord is so intentional to check me by His Spirit every time; and the other day, he checked me through Colossians.

Do we live our lives - day in and day out - motivated as Paul writes about in the first chapter of Colossians? Is the reason why we are loving people, serving people, praying for people, and acting in obedience because we truly understand that it is the Lord's generous "qualification" that has deemed us worthy for eternal life? Do we allow our greatest joy (particularly in times of patient endurance) to flow from the thankfulness that God has shown us such grace through Jesus?

I know the majority of the time I don't. Yet, I am humbled once again when I realize that as I chew on this verse these next days and weeks: God is working. If I bear any fruit, it's because He is faithful to sow His seeds. If I think any differently, it's because He is longsuffering to renew my warped mind. And if I love any better, it's only because He graciously loves through me.

And quite frankly... I find that motivational.

For Perspective

2006-03-07T00:56:00.000-05:00

"And the moon is a sliver of silver,
like a shaving that fell on the floor of a carpenter's shop.
And every house must have it's builder;
and I awoke in the House of God.

Where the windows are mornings and evenings
stretched from the sun,
across the sky - north to south.
On my way to early meeting,
I heard the rocks crying out, I heard the rocks crying out...

'Be praised for all Your tenderness
by these works of Your Hands:
suns that rise and rains that fall to bless,
and bring to life Your land.
Look down upon this winter wheat,
and be glad that You have made
blue, border sky and the color green
that fill these fields with praise.'

And the wrens have returned to their nesting
in the hollow of that oak, where his heart once had been.
And he lifts up his arms in a blessing
for being born again.

And the streams are all swollen with winter.
Winter unfolds, and it's free to run away now.
And i'm amazed when i remember who it was who built this House;
and with the rocks I cry out..."

'Be praised for all Your tenderness
by these works of Your Hands:
suns that rise and rains that fall to bless,
and bring to life Your land.
Look down upon this winter wheat,
and be glad that You have made
blue, border sky and the color green
that fill these fields with praise.'

This song has been echoing in my head for days now. A dear friend has allowed our house to borrow Rich Mullins' A Legacy, A Liturgy, and a Ragamuffin Band, and I've been practically obsessed with this piece since.

Ten years ago, I first heard this song (entitled "The Color Green") when it was being played on Z Music Television, and even then found myself touched by the music, even though I couldn't quite make out (or just ignored) the words.

As Spring is upon us, and it's promising signs evident all across our budding campus, may we exhort each other to recall the Lord's faithfulness - evident so powerfully in His Creation - this "House" he has made for us. Whether you find yourself in a personal season of contentment, discouragement, anticipation, or frusteration; keep in mind that it is just that: a season. Persevere and press on, meditating NOT upon our circumstances...

...but our Savior.

Looking Back

2006-03-01T18:11:00.000-05:00

As of March 21st, I will have officially been single for a whole year!

This may seem quite trivial for some, but I have to give glory and praise where glory and praise is due.

About one year ago, the Lord finalized a three year relationship between me and my ex-fiance. (For those who are close to me, you know what a long and strange journey that had been). It was definitely one of the more difficult times in my life. All the questions and confusion finally came to a close, and it was at that time God burdened my heart with the necessity of really committing that following year to growing and drawing closer to Him. I came out of that experience having learned so much about all the areas in MY life that demanded complete submission unto God - I had no idea how selfish I really am. Relationships have a bittersweet way of exposing both your constructive, and consequently, your DEstructive attributes.

I am so grateful to the Lord for His faithfulness, longsuffering, wisdom, and sovereignty in my undeserving life. This past year has been the most eventful of my existence. With my father's unexpected passing, God reintroduced Himself in my life in a way I have never experienced - in a way that I NEEDED to know and understand Him. I'm greatly looking forward to seeing what this next year brings. I've learned (the hard way) to NEVER underestimate the plans the Lord has for our lives.

Reflecting back, I've learned SO MUCH in this sweet time that I've had to myself: about what it means to be a humble child of God, a servant, a woman, a friend, and a sister. I am a sinner in DIRE need of God's precious grace every waking moment of my life, and it is this realization that keeps me clinging fast to the Cross that claimed my soul.

As I look forward to seeing my roommate (and one of my closest friends) marry the man of her dreams this summer, I am so content and peaceful living in the Truthful reality that God is in control of my future. Seeing His amazing grace and compassion in the lives of my friends and family reminds me of 1 John 4:18-19:

"There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves punishment, and the one who fears is not perfected in love. We love because He first loved us."

Life in General (Here you go, John Rowe)

2006-02-23T21:35:00.000-05:00

I'm guilty: I confess...I'm not a regular blogger.

Do you ever go thru stages where you're convinced that your life is just not that interesting? That's pretty much me right now: I'm just sort of "going thru the motions." Either that, or the stuff that IS going on is not "blogger-friendly" (just a little too personal for my blood).

I'm at work right now...and bored to tears. And I'm craving sweets like the crazed "carboholic" that I am. When I was sick last week, I sort of went crazy with the junk food. BUT I GOT BETTER! :)

I don't have to work at the Cafeteria tomorrow, and that makes me happy. Don't get me wrong, I love the Caf...but by Friday, I'm TUCKERED OUT. I'm driving down to Terre Haute to pick-up my little sister, Megan, for a fun-filled weekend of spontaneity and sisterly antics (I'm looking forward to it). If I take any pictures, I'll have to make sure to post them later.

Well, my friends... This will have to suffice for now. Alas - I'm even losing interest in blogging. (Work has a tendency to suck the energy RIGHT out of you...).

Good Ol' "Sick Days"

2006-02-01T21:59:00.000-05:00

100.6! Do you know how long it's been since I had a temperature of 100.6? Try since the time I was, like, in 5th or 6th grade, and I also had a HORRIBLE sore throat to match. Well, this was my temperature just two days ago...AND I FELT AWFUL!!!

But it seems I'm not alone... I've run into countless fellow seminarians who've also been fighting a touch of "the bug" lately as well. I guess it's just that time of year.

Suffice it to say, this just got my nostalgic juices flowing: remembering all the special things my Momma used to do for me when I got sick. I remember lying - sprawled out on the couch - w/ my famous "butter blanket"; watching Nick Jr. while feasting on endless loaves of Mom's famous "wheat-bread toast, thickly smothered with grape jelly." OH! And I can't forget how Mom would buy me an entire jar of Vitamin C from the store, hand it to me right out of the grocery bag, and instruct me to "scarf the stuff like it were candy." She was the GREATEST - always full of "cootchie-cooes," hugs, and kisses - always making any illness worth it.

(Deep Sigh) Does anyone else want their Mommy yet? :)

So, what are your favorite "sick memories?" What did your parents do special for you? What do you do (or will you do) for your kids? What do you do for yourself?

Does This Describe You?

2006-01-25T00:27:00.000-05:00

So I heard on the radio the other day that January 23rd tends to be "the most depressing day of the year" (according to "them" - whoever "they" might be).

Apparently, by this time of the year, almost everyone has broken their New Year's resolution (almost all of us staff in the Cafeteria at school), the after-Christmas debt is starting to hit hard, and the lack of light is getting pretty old to most (ESPECIALLY Lisa McGary). With all of these factors, the average American gets to feeling pretty "down in the dumps."

Thus, don't think there's something seriously wrong with you if you happen to feel rather less-motivated, and more-cranky than usual. :) All the more reason for us to extend grace to each other, and comfort ourselves by cozing up to the hope that Scripture holds:

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to His great mercy, He has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in Heaven for you, who by God's power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you rejoice, although for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith - more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire - may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ." ~ 1 Peter 1:3-7 ~

This passage was read at church this past Sunday, and I believe it to be a timely Word that the Lord has been using to grant me much-need "perspective check" in this, my more somber mood, as of late.

I'm looking forward to classes starting again, and the hope of Spring is very real. I'll look forward to seeing everyone's smiling faces in the cafeteria Monday morning. :)

Something I've Got to Say

2006-01-21T23:20:00.000-05:00

Since coming here to Seminary, I have to confess, from my own personal experience, I have truly experienced a ton of "gentlemanly" guys, and I just feel like you all deserve to hear it said outloud (and they're not just "Southern boys" either).

As a daughter of the Lord, I have to admit: there's something sensationally moving about a man of God who treats his sisters like "princesses." Whether they're married, "attached," single as they come, fathers, brothers, friends, or total strangers: I have seen so many guys taking advantage of an opportunity to show us ladies what to look for, "wait for," and expect from our male counterparts. When one of our Christian brothers goes out of his way to hold open a door; devulge his heart in honest confession; or take the initiative to be Christ's hands and feet in humble service - at that moment, you have secured my earnest respect and appreciation. You show us all that you are TRULY practicing what you preach, and that you want your lifestyle to shout the Gospel louder than your intentions.

SO...for all you GENTS out there: THANK YOU!!! Please continue to grow in the Lord, and behave as the MEN you are. On a personal note, thank you for reminding me of the kind of woman I long to be for Christ - and setting a proper example to follow. We need you! We look up to you! And we support you!

Surprise Contact: "NO WAY!"

2006-01-18T00:06:00.000-05:00

The COOLEST thing happened to me today...

(DISCLAIMER: This may be useless info for some readers, so please pardon this personal and zealous post. I'll try to think of something more controversial or contemplative later. Right now, I'm overcome with nostalgia...)

So I'm checking thru my e-mail as usual, and I have this message waiting for me on my sister blog-site from some girl named "Ashley," of whom I haven't a clue (I don't recognize her from her picture).

So I go to my blog, read this girl's message, and she says that she wanted to know if I'm from "Terre Haute, Indiana." Apparently (according to her message), she says I "look familiar."

Well, I don't give this a second thought, but out of cordiality, I decide to write her back and give her a brief autobio: "Oh, yeah... I grew up there... Graduated from South... Went to ISU... yadda-yadda-yadda." I even told her about my six-year stint at the local Cracker Barrel, in which I hosted more tables than I care to recall. :)

So, the next day, I'm checking my e-mail again, and this "Ashley" girl replied to my reply. She says that she "spent part of her childhood in Terre Haute," and that she "had a best friend named JENNIFER WOJAK that she played with all the time until her parents divorced, and she moved to Evansville."

At this point, my jaw hits the floor.

NO WAY!!! ASHLEY ADAMS!?! MY LONG-LOST, I-HAVEN'T-THOUGHT-ABOUT-YOU-IN-SO-LONG, LONG-LONG-LONG-LONG LOST FRIEND!?!

Please, understand: I have not spoken to this girl since the 3rd grade! As a matter of fact, I can still remember when she first told me her parents were splitting up, and that she and her brother were moving away with her mom. We cried and cried because we thought we'd never see each other again...

Will reunion wonders never cease? Could I possibly count all the memories that have come rushing back to tease me? Will Ashley and I ever be able to catch up on the past 17 years? I guess only time will tell...

In the meantime, don't you EVER let people tell you that Blogging doesn't bring people together! EVER! EVER-EVER!

We Collect Memories

2006-01-09T00:40:00.000-05:00

So the holidays have come and gone. Reflecting back on 2005, it just seems like there's too much to say - you've taken too much in - so it's easier just to sit in silence, and feel overwhelmed...but in a good way.

As of right now, I'm not sure what 2006 will bring. As always, a new year seems to whisper the hope of so much potential, and I can already sense myself getting a little lazy - thinking I have all the time in the world.

I'm someone who like to be prepared, and though there's nothing inherently wrong with this, I take it to extreme; and attempt to swallow the rest of my life with each day that passes. But God is so gracious, and lovingly reminds me that each day is a gift - meant to be rejoiced over with song, and each day brings its own precious lessons meant to be learned...and remembered well.

My challenge to you: brand each day of 2006 firmly in your mind, and make individual memories that will set those days apart as you proceed to collect them all. We have only a handful of time compared to the warehouse of eternity. Make it count for Christ.

Praying for the "Faceless Groom"

2005-12-14T14:43:00.000-05:00

I was never really introduced to Jack Johnson before I borrowed my good friend's (Josh Howell) car to drive and see one of my closest friends (Sandy) over in Peoria, IL. I had heard some of Johnson's music over the radio every now and again, but wasn't exactly "swept away" by the sound. However, after listening to the entire CD five or six times throughout my trek into Illinois, I can now confess he's got to be one of my absolute favorites: lyrically, musically...even down to the sound of his voice!

So what does that have to do with praying for your future spouse? I just recently bought "In Between Dreams" when it was on sale at Borders, and I'm noticing that several of the themes on the album have to do with being in a relationship, leaving a relationship, or forming a relationship.

Even just this month (let alone this entire semester), I have heard the news of tons of new couples, engagements, and weddings. Being a full-blooded female, of course, I think this to be absolutely precious; and I coo and "awe" with the telling of each romantic story, and get tickled as the girls and guys alike describe their wedding plans and future visions. Moreover, I am pierced by the tender provision and wisdom of God in each and every circumstance; not to mention humbled by the privilege of being able to "rejoice with those who rejoice" (Rom. 12:15).

Thus, as we seek to contentedly nestle ourselves in God's will as each day passes, God reminds me to give thanks for each stage in life (in this case, whether single or "taken"); yet faithfully and joyously pray for my future spouse. Since coming to Southern, the Lord has definitely educated me in the area of what to look for in a man of God (based upon the Lord's own expectations), but I think the greater lesson has been understanding and appreciating the kind of WOMAN God wants ME to be. I'm DEFINITELY not the same person I once was (THANK GOD!); and I think that it's quite possible that part of this has to do with the unknown prayers my future husband has supplicated on my behalf.

Whether married or a maid (and guys I speak to you, too), our ultimate goal is to glorify the Lord our God, and be absolutely delighted in Him "hands-down/no contest." And for those (like myself) who do desire to be wed someday, don't be ashamed of your longings - take EVERY OPPORTUNITY to pray for a future spouse. Yet, let us keep in mind, life is HERE and NOW: enjoy the anticipation of tomorrow, and don't let it distract you from God's gifts TODAY.

THIS is my prayer for my "faceless groom." :)

We'll Miss You, J-Man!

2005-12-12T14:57:00.000-05:00

I remember first meeting Jonathan Hodges in the TV room of Mullin's Hall back in late January or early February of this year. I had seen him occasionally around campus and with other groups of people, because he obviously knew Jiri and Casey Prochazka very well (both good friends of mine, too). We were all scheduled to study together after I returned home from work (laboring at the Cracker Barrel at the time), and at this particular instance, Jonathan and I were craving coffee, and asked if anyone else was suffering from the same ailment.

Well, our studious friends declined, but Jonathan and I weren't about to allow there disloyalty to java disrupt our caffeine longings. So we jumped in the car, sped off to Starbucks (it was the only place open that late), and hit it off as if we were fraternal twins separated at birth.

It's been almost a year since that initial encounter, and since that time, Mr. Hodges has become like a brother to me in so many ways. This past year has been "eventful" (to say the least), but he's always been one I could count on to be there when a friendly heart, and a sensitive ear, was needed. Whether it was grieving the loss of a cherished loved one late at night on the Jo-Bowl lawn, or passing around pep talks from the backseat of his car while speeding off to weddings and/or Wal-Mart (Jose, you were there BOTH times, remember?); I've had the honor of sharing this past year's occurrences with a good friend. There have been many times in which (I'm sure) we've driven each other crazy (as siblings often do), but it's been such a blessing having the privilege to know and spend time with him - listening to his thoughts, contemplating visions for the future, and - especially - appreciating how the Lord has grown and molded him in Christ's image.

Jonathan, we love you. We hate to see you go (we'll miss you like nuts), but know that our best wishes, prayers, and hopes go with you as you set out from this: your family community. As you take the light of Truth to those who yet dwell in the darkness of unnecessary Lies, remember you are taking with you the love of Christ that He has shown us all here; as well as all the knowledge He has graciously bestowed upon you at this fine institution. The Lord God goes before you to mark His path for you to follow, with you as your faithful Companion, and after you to cover your footsteps with His Sovereignty. Trust Him fully and deeply, always adopting the attitude of faith-filled anticipation:

"I can't wait to see what the Lord is going to do with THIS?!"

God bless you... And if you don't keep in touch with each and every one of us: Don't think we won't hunt you down like the lost, little puppy we cherish (and LOVE to tease...)!

Brainless Moments

2005-12-06T21:57:00.000-05:00

OK, so here's Jen's "Brainless Moment" of the week:

It's Thursday (December 1), and I've just finished my last final for the Fall of 2005 (Dr. Parker's Intro to Philosophy...for those who care). I come home to find awaiting me an important letter in urgent need of my prompt response (envelope was included). So I fill out the info that is needed, stuff it in the provided envelope, print my return address on the outside, and drop it in the mail box.

Suddenly I realize: I DID NOT PUT A STAMP ON THE ENVELOPE!!! But the funny/ironic part comes in that the letter was to a certain destination on Southern's campus. MY RETURN ADDRESS IS MY CAMPUS ACCOUNT!!! Thus, I could have saved myself this ridiculous moment of self-embarassment by just curbing my enthusiasm, and running the info to the office in the AM.

Ah... It's moments like these that make humor worthwhile.

:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

2005-12-01T19:20:00.000-05:00

OK, friends... The finals are all coming to a close, the semester is being put to rest, and guess who's feeling nostalgic! :)

So, I was wondering: looking back on this VERY eventful semester, what are you MOST thankful for? What has God done these past several months? Thoughts, testimonies, or hilarious memories are all more than welcome. Share with the Southern fam!

"It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas..." NOT!

2005-11-26T23:27:00.000-05:00

So my beloved roomie, Donna, and I had an interesting and poignant reminder this evening:

After work this afternoon, I was privileged enough to be able to meet our own Jose Rodriguez's little sister, Beatriz, at the mall; after which, all three of us decided to take advantage of our surroundings, and indulge in a little "Christmas browsing" (no purchase necessary...YET!). It wasn't long until Donna-Wonna was released from her duties as well, and came to join up with all of us. Well, after the siblings Rodriguez bid their "good evenings" for the night, Don and I rushed back to one of the retail stores to purchase some early Christmas presents.

So this is where the story gets memorable: Donna and I are heading to the Customer Service desk to claim our prizes, when - upon approaching the desk - we noticed that one of the clerks was crying (she was attempting to compose herself, but it was OBVIOUS that something happened). As we make our puzzled way to the line, we notice a couple standing in front of us making a RAUCUS with all three clerks behind the desk b/c they felt they had been "affronted" when they were not assisted as promptly as expected. Things began to escalate when one of the other clerks began to "loose their cool" due to the matter, which resulted in a manager arriving to inquire after the problem.

Well, the couple went on and on and on and on about how much money they spent in the store, how they had been so rudely "ignored," "all they wanted to do was make a purchase," yadda-yadda-yadda-yadda... This unfortunate scenario continued for at least ten minutes, with all people within a twenty foot radius of the desk staring at the all-too-common "Holiday scene."

Why am I retelling this story, you ask? Because I felt really convicted while I stood there observing this sad scene. How often do I allow uncourteous comments and insensitive/flippant statements fly out of my mouth at the passing of some self-centered feeling? WAY too often... It's almost as if at certain choice moments, I revert back to my infant temper-tantrum stage, and ignore the fact that I just turned 26 this month. The Lord tapped me on the head tonight, saying: "I'm using this to teach you something very important, Jen."

Fellow brethren, as believers, our Master has called us to be separate from this world, and this includes everything from attitudes to appearance. Let us be exhorted and challenged by His commands, especially during this season of the year (as the unfortunate norm is to be a little edgy, impatient, and exasperated with each other), to make a conscious effort to ENCOURAGE, NOT ONLY EACH OTHER, BUT ALL HOLIDAY WORKING STAFF!!!

Colossians 4:6 - "Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person."

When you are buying your items, MAKE EYE CONTACT, and genuinely say "thank you" or what have you with the GOSPEL soaked in every word and expression! Look for opportunities to DEMONSTRATE PATIENCE AND COMPASSION with the workers, and the fellow shoppers who are entitled to just as much service as you! I know this may seem trivial...but the REALITY is these times are quintessential chances to permit God's sanctification in our lives, AND to be Christ's hands and feet in this community. If we refuse to incorporate this daily concept and practice into our lives NOW, why bother wasting our time sitting in class talking about how we're going to do it on a grander scale when we graduate?

Soapbox smashed. The end.

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2005-11-26T13:10:00.000-05:00

OK, so I'm sick of coming to my blog and seeing the same thing posted for three weeks in a row. Thus:

This is meant to break up the monotony. :)

Thanksgiving this year was amazing. Probably one of the coolest things that happened was the conversation my brother, Eric, and I shared on the journey home. The Lord blessed us with two long hours of catching up and sharing His faithfulness with one another. Every time I hear about what God is teaching him, and how he's been growing in the Father's image, I have this funny mixture of intense humility and admiration. It really causes me to look closely at my own Walk, and thank God for all that He's done, while also understanding I have so far left to go.

The rest of the weekend was great: supper at G-ma's (we had ham 'cause G-pa hates turkey), I watched three movies I've been DYING to see (Pride & Prejudice, Batman Begins, and Madagascar), and it was just so refreshing to be among beloved family and friends. I can't wait to go home for Christmas.

I found out some news about my old crowd of friends back in the Haute, too. It was an interesting experience...and really made me realize how much the Lord uses time and circumstances to alter us (for the better). :) I can't express how grateful I am that God loves us enough to challenge our own expectations for the future, and takes liberty to alter those paths and courses for His glory. It may not seem like a pleasant experience at the time...

...but if you stay fixed at his feet while that small boat of your life is being tossed and beaten by the storm raging all around you; you come to realize that Jesus IS in that boat with you - in absolute control of the storm - and YOUR job is merely to be still and confident in His sovereign understanding. In fact, He often allows the storm, just to make sure you STAY in the boat...and contented at His feet.

Then, as our faith grows in His presence - despite the wind and waves - pretty soon: Jesus will become all that we can see.

And ain't that a BEAUTIFUL sight? :)

Birthday Abduction

2005-11-12T00:33:00.000-05:00

Just when you thought you could trust your dearest, closest, most dependable friends... THINK AGAIN!!!

Time: Monday evening of November the 7th (the day before my 26th birthday).
Place: Lakeview Apartments, Number 7342
Plans: Lisa and I make our way to the car in order to go meet Donna somewhere, and have a "nice, little, quiet birthday celebration - just the three of us."

After entering into Lisa's car, we make a quick stop at a local gas station to "fill up" before continuing on our quest to catch up with "D." Well, you would have thought I'd see it coming, but - being the naive and unsuspecting victim that I am - I soon come to find Miss Lisa pulling out a blue scarf, and instructing me with a mischevious grin to "blindfold myself." I was being abducted for my BIRTHDAY!

Fearing for my life, I follow my kidnapper's instructions, and am quickly whisked away on I-64 E to some unforeseen place that seems to take FOREVER to get there. Finally, the car stops, and my EX-friend/NOW-kidnapper, Lisa, leads me out of the vehicle, and into some twisted environment filled with the giggling laughter of three-year-olds and the tempting scent of fresh-baked pizza. When the blind-fold comes off, I'm standing in front of a mutant mouse named "Chuck," and horror races up my spine as this monstrosity begins to SING me Happy Birthday and my treacherous companions attack me with Silly String (I nearly fainted).

Yes, kids: for my 26th birthday, I was given a party at "Chuck E. Cheese's."

After being FORCED to scarf loads of gooey pizza, caramel cake, and play EVERY GAME in the restaurant; I am, again, escorted to some random destination (blindfolded) where they shove a bat in my hand, lead me helplessly into the dark of night, and taunt, laugh, and tease as I swing for HOURS at a paper-machet fish dangling from a tree! (The torture - the TORTURE!)

Well...after picking up the shattered remnants of what used to be my dignity, I was able to clock the embarassing pinata from the Jo-Bowl tree; and we all feasted on his innards (which consisted of M&M's, Andes mints, and Jolly Ranchers).

Never will I forget my night of utter terror on the eve of my 26th birthday. Never will I forget the extreme humiliation endured in the presence of so many people. But most importantly, never will I forget how much FUN it all was, and how intensely blessed I am for God to grant me the friendship of all who participated in that night. I love you all SO MUCH! I HAD A BLAST!!!

(Special thanks goes out to Joey, Jason, Bradley, Chris and Kelly, Keiko, "Sunday School" Chris, and - of course - my two Twin Sisters, Lees and D. You people make my life Salty).

Great Unexpectations

2005-11-06T11:35:00.000-05:00

I can't believe they're gone... This weekend has flown by in a whirlwind of happy reunions, tears, and SHOPPING (strange combo, eh?).

Well, the fam arrived around 8:15 pm on Friday night - ALL of them (which was a HUGE treat, because I didn't think my brother, Eric, was going to get to come). After tons of hugs and kisses, it was time to cruise the Clarksville and find some FOOD. We ended up for two hours at O'Charley's, feasting on seafood and long-awaited fellowship (I had a GREAT conversation w/ my brother, who is prayerfully conisdering going on staff w/ Intervarsity in Bloomington come his graduation from Rose-Hulman; afterwards, he would REALLY like to attend seminary). :)

Saturday morning, we all piled into the car in the early afternoon, and made the trek northward to hit the Edinburgh Outlet Mall, which was having RIDICULOUS sales, by the way... This is my ONLY time of the year when I get to do some "new clothes" shopping, and I feel almost guilty at the hilarious buys I found (we're talking 50% off or more!). My favorite aspect of this part of the day, however, was getting to mosey around w/ Eric and Laurie, and crack up at the way Eric deferred to Laurie's fashion sense in EVERYTHING that he bought (she must have picked out all his outfits for him - it was seriously cute). Not to mention we all got to catch up on what the Lord has been working in our lives and family. I am so humbled by the Lord's faithfulness and goodness. WHAT AN AMAZING FATHER WE SERVE!!!

Oh...and if you haven't visited our local Cheesecake Factory, yet - YOU HAVE GOT TO GO!!! OK, so it was Saturday night, and we had to wait three hours to get in, but God in all His sovereignty uses even extended "wait times" to bring about His glory and purpose. While we Wojaks wandered around St. Matthews, I opted to go get a much-needed haircut. Well, it turns out that my hairdresser and I launched into an extended discussion concerning the Scriptures interpretation/explanation of homosexuality. The conversation caught me by surprise, and further emphasized to me the passage in 1 Peter (3:15) which states: "But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts, and always be ready to give a defense to everyone who asks you a reason for the hope that is in you, with meekness and fear..." By the time our talk was concluded, I was ready for some prayer time w/ my siblings (who witnessed/prayed thru the entire event), and starving from some rich, yummy goodness.

Anyway...the fam just departed, and my heart is full of blessings - yet heavy - that it will be another few weeks before I see them again. As the holidays approach, I find myself glancing at my dad's pictures more and more. It's funny: though he is, obviously, physically absent for the rest of this life...in so many ways, it feels as though life is still the same. He is still here. This is the time of year to reflect upon the provision and faithfulness of God, and to offer praise and exaltation to His worthy Name. It will be the first season without Pop for all of us...but perhaps a better perspective might be: it will be Dad's first spent w/ the Lord. I must confess, in this case...I envy him so. :)

Praise to You, Father, for Your mercy and grace! Glory to You, God, for your omnipotence and omnibenevolence! Thanks to You, Master, for Your provision and your care. Draw us ever deeper and closer with You, and may we anticipate the Day of Your Glorious return.

We love you, Lord.

Things I'm Gonna Do to Celebrate...

2005-11-03T00:25:00.000-05:00

OK, roughly speaking, we have about two weeks left of school before Thanksgiving Break, and then finals following. Translation: two months of unadulterated R&R (or whatever you would like to do) following the grueling task of cramming for finals. Thus, in a renewed spirit of anticipation, I would like for you all to project your thoughts and contemplations (briefly) to the future; and pose the question:

"What are YOUR plans for those two months?"

I am well aware that many will be wedding, travelling for the holidays, graduation (sniffle - we'll miss you Jonathan Hodges), and catching up on long-lost friendships that have been sorely neglected due to more pressing scholastic demands. My brief list consists of the following:

1) Christmas shopping (one of my FAVORITE yearly tasks - no fascetiousness intended)
2) Read all the books that I've listed on my "To-Read List"
3) Pray about taking an "in-between" semester course
4) Decorate the apartment w/ Don and Lees for the Holidays (WOO-HOO!!)
5) Play Christmas music until they break down the door and smash all my CDs
6) Plan continuous "hang-out times" at Java to catch up on those "suffering friendships"
7) Seek to establish some new holiday traditions in honor of my Dad *** (this is top priority)
8) SLEEP (and prepare for the Spring)

This list is by no means restricted or limited to the aforesaid activities. My goal is merely to get you cogitating. So think about it... Then let us know!

Anticipations

2005-11-01T19:36:00.000-05:00

I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW... This post is sorrily overdue. Yeah, time has gotten away from me, but the GOOD news is the Lord - in His infinite graciousness - has blessed me with motivation and a nerdful spirit to finish the semester strong.

OK, maybe not strong...but finish the semester, at least. Remember: "D stands for 'Diploma' ."

But in other news, I'm looking forward to my mom and three sisters coming up for a visit this weekend. This is the first time that they (my mom, in particular) have left Terre Haute since my Dad's death back in June. It's been particularly difficult for her adjusting to the absence of her husband (and best-friend) of 28 years, yet I'm so encouraged by Mom's faith and willingness to look to the Lord to be her Guide and Hope w/ this incredible loss. We've all had our moments of doubt/anger/etc. (all associated w/ the grieving process), but I was really touched when she said that she absolutely wanted to come down to L'ville for a visit. (Trust me: for my mom, that is a BIG deal).

Anyway...it'll be the first time they see our new apt., and it should be a lot more comfy than staying in the Legacy Center (no disrespect intended - the Center is GREAT; but "home" is "home," you know?). As expected, we "girls" are hoping to shop around, watch movies, catch up on each others' lives, and just enjoy the time that God has given us together. My goal, therefore, is to get all my homework/projects done before then. (A bit ambitious, I know - but I figure it's a worthy goal). We'll actually have the entire apt. to ourselves since my two beloved roomies (Lisa and Donna) both have out-of-town engagements for the weekend: Lisa's lil' bro is getting married (YAY, RYAN AND BETHANY!!!), and Donna will be leading worship at the International Student Conference ("People all over the world, join hands; start a Love Train...").

So, yeah...busy weekend ahead. But a good one. There's so much to be thankful for, you know? I've also been reading J.I. Packer's "Knowing God" for my Systematic class, and it's really been forcing me to meditate/contemplate some foundation Truths of the Word. I really am enjoying this reading because it's quite fundamental, but also extremely detailed and written in such a way that I just get PUMPED after a chapter or two. Note to self: read more Packer. :)

I'm so grateful for and to the amazing God we serve! He is both "Yahweh" and "Abba-Father"; sovereign, yet intimate and accessible; fearsome, and tender... The praise goes on FOREVER!!!

And it will... :)

PhotograPHUN

2005-10-24T14:56:00.000-04:00

Who didn't study this past weekend? ME - THAT'S WHO!!! I only have about three different school projects to complete (not to mention the rather ominous New Testament exam tomorrow at 9 am), but - when you are surrounded w/ such AMAZING scenery (like that shown below) - can you BLAME me for just having to go outside and play?

Ever since I was young, I have always had a passion for artistic expression. When I was younger, it was "drawing and coloring": I used to occupy myself and my siblings for HOURS making all sorts of pictures, designing costumes for our extended periods of "pretend," and other activities. Unfortunately, I neglected my flare for sketching as I advanced thru school; but after graduating high school, my passion was rekindled when I happened to stumble upon my dad's underwater camera (I believe it was a Nikon), and it all went downhill from there.

Photography is like "drawing" for me. Only instead of relying on my now wanting personal skills/talents to recreate expression, I get to go out and find it in real life, and then just capture it all on film! One of my favorite aspects of taking pictures involves the ability to photo life as we experience it from different angles and perspectives. Challenging our paradigms is not something that we, by nature, enjoy doing - we tend to get stuck in our ruts. But by taking the time to examine subjects from different dimensions, THAT'S what results in some truly fantastic pictures.

Suffice it to say, I'll most assuredly be turning in my projects and assignments on time; but NOW you all know that (more than likely) they'll all be last minute mad-rush attempts at scholasticism; after I've stuffed all my spare time full of photo-journalistic, fun-seeking, camera antics. Now go and do likewise. (Insert big cheesy grin here).

What's Your Theme Song?

2005-10-12T23:58:00.000-04:00

I love movie soundtracks! (Maybe I should say that again to emphasize my passion...). I LOVE MOVIE SOUNDTRACKS!!! Tonight I was given the IMMENSE privilege of sharing my "small" collection with my roomie, Miss Lisa, and even ordered two NEW ones online. Maybe it's not so much that I enjoy movie soundtracks, as much as I just love a GOOD CD of orchestral creation. Most of my collection is composed of songs performed by the London Symphony Orchestra (one of my FAV'S!), which is also one of my motivators for purchasing a cello (I used to play one WAY back...), and learning to play again like so many years ago.

Anyway, the thing about orchestral music is it can be so EXPRESSIVE about life and situations thereof. For example, your stuck in traffic and about to be late for a MAJOR exam: pop in "Last of the Mohicans" (Track 2), and you're good to go! Or, you're out with that special someone, walking amongst the Jo-Bowl in the evening autumn air as the misty fog is rising off the newly mowed grass: insert "Braveheart" (Track 3 or 4) and BAM! - your regular stroll is suddenly a tender, romantic evening walk with the only other person in the world. (Sigh and swoon...)

See the trend? Music can offer such FLAVOR in our daily activities... So: do you have any theme songs?

Girls Like Guys with Skills. Especially UKELELE Skills!

2005-10-10T19:07:00.000-04:00

We should all probably be catching up on all that homework that's backed up 'til about next CHRISTMAS by now... But until we feel the crunching pressure of those upcoming deadlines:

Check out this FABULOUS link my friend found... The melody suits the autumn season so many of us are enjoying right now, and how often do we get to listen to some prime, "Napoleon Dynamite"-worthy Ukelele skills?

http://www.boreme.com/boreme/funny-2005/ukelele-weeps-p1.php

"Peace out!"

Bradley Cochran...THIS One's For YOU!

2005-10-04T23:50:00.000-04:00

God is AWESOME!

God is INCREDIBLE!!

We should all become CHRISTIAN HEDONISTS!!!

JOHN PIPER should be on the bookshelf of every student at Southern!!!!

WOO-HOO!!!!!

(Ok, Bradley... I chickened out of posting what I was going to post about. I am...UNACCEPTABLE!)

:) PEACE!

A "Leaf" Observed (Forgive me, Clive...)

2005-09-25T23:28:00.000-04:00

Can I just talk a minute about how COOL the Lord is?! I was so blessed tonight to be able to spend some quality time with my lil' bro (my only brother), Eric - in town to experience the wonderment that IS David Crowder in concert. He said that, not only was the worship incredible, BUT ALSO that he got to partake of communion with - like - 9,000 other bros and sisses in Christ. I don't know about y'all...but that ROX!

In other news, the Lord (as if this should come as a surprise to ANY of us) has been particularly active within the past two weeks: daring people outside their comfort zones, unveiling HUGE surprises people had NO idea were being cooked-up, and cultivating His church for the work She has yet to complete (can you tell I've been having my devotionals in Ephesians?). It seems, lately, as if the changing seasons of our lives happily compliment the changing season of our handsome Louisville surroundings. Change has always proved an interesting life-mate: best friends with some, mortal enemies with others...eh?

Hm. Perhaps this goes to - once again - point the finger of glory and thanksgiving to God the Father: that amidst all the rambunctiousness of our daily experiences and soap operatic occurrences, it is in HIS constant arms of steadfast love ("hessed" - for all you Hebrew lovers out there...) and amazing supremity that we are able to exhale with total confidence that HE IS IN CONTROL. Translation: we have been given total freedom to FORGET ourselves and the self-centeredness that is SUCH the temptation in times like these, and REMEMBER whom we serve, where we're going, and why we started running in the first place. In the words of one of my most beloved (and recent) worhsip songs:

You are God alone
from before time began
You were on Your throne
You are God alone
and right now
in the good times and bad
You are on Your throne
You are God alone

Unchangeable
Unshakable
Unstoppable
That's what You are

Can I GET a witness? Keeping at the forefront of our consciousness our place in His story (the only true HIStory), may we always be ready to give an answer for the hope that we have. So...what's your story of His glory?

Ahhh...Blogging By Moonlight

2005-09-18T00:58:00.000-04:00

Hey! Did anybody see that INCREDIBLE moon tonight? I was walking out of SNT, caught glimpse of this GINORMOUS glowing orb rising in the eastern sky, sprouted fur and a tail, and scampered off to go terrorize the local Wal-Mart. (It's the simple things...).

So now we're blogging by the light of a FULL moon. YEAH, baby...

Thank you, Donna, for the "wet-willy and run."

Sleep with one eye open, kiddo.

Good-night, peeps!

Three's Company...Sort Of

2005-09-15T23:57:00.000-04:00

For those of you acquainted with the intimate details of my fast-paced life, just a mere few months ago, I (accompanied by two other willing participants) journeyed off campus and re-located into a handsome, yet comfortable, apartment complex just fifteen minutes north of SBTS. The fact that we even FOUND this place was undoubtedly ordained by God (Donna, first of all, COMPLETELY got her orignial directions wrong; got all turned around in Sellersburg, IN; and that was when - lo and behold - she mosied past Lakeview Apts, our new neighborhood). As the days and weeks have past, we have contented ourselves with transforming this ample empty space into a cherished sanctuary of solitude and serenity. Not bad...if we do say so ourselves. :) Welcome to our humble abode:

Granted, we're never quite "done" with our little "touches" (as you can see, the place is "lived in" already); but even more than any decorating endeavors we've embarked upon thus far, all of us were incredibly impressed by the countless lessons, illuminations, and (gasp) relational obstacles (there - I SAID IT!) we've already encountered. When first considering rooming together, there was a definite attitude of anticipation as we wondered how the Lord would work amongst the three of us to peel away the invisible (yet plentiful) layers of selfishness and pride, in order to expose our tender underbellies to REAL humility and TRUE Self-abandonment. I mean - let's face it: cramming three independenct adult women into a limited space for an extended period of time smells of a DEFINITE opportunity for holiness and sanctification, if you ask me. Community breeds challenges - and challenges (when handled on your knees, and with the Bible in both hands) initiate a wealth of opporutnity for growth in our "vertical" relationship with God, which naturally filters into our "horizontal" relationships with our "apartment family."

I can honestly confess: sharing this apartment with these two amazing women of God has hurled me into a whole new level of intimacy and accountability. We have seen each other at our worst: morning breath, sick days, and so much more... The little quirks and truths that we often get away with hiding in the dorms have come spilling out all over the bathroom floor (OK, this is just a metaphor for those wondering), but the coolest part is:

it makes no difference...the love just keeps on growing. :)

The lines of friendship have blurred and blended with those of family, and the thought of coming home at the end of a long day is like soaking in a hot bath after a day-long triathalon: absolute healing. Oh, don't get me wrong: we experience our fair share of unrinsed-dishes-in-the-sink, sleep-talking roomies, and eating-straight-out-of-the-ice-cream- box-instead-of-dishing-it-into-a-bowl just like everyone else (all random pet-peeves)...

...but the joy of knowing that you are a beloved member of God's eternal Family; the comfort of experiencing God's grace and constancy from other human beings; and the knowledge that it's all happening because of His perfect will and refinement in your life changes the age-old addage:

Three's not a crowd. Three's company. :)

And so, in conclusion, my thoughts are these: Could this be a glimpse of what it might be like to be married? If so, what lessons are we learning that might aid us if the Lord leads us into a committed relationship? And when that happens...

What do I do if he talks in his sleep?

Life Outside the Bubble

2005-09-11T23:29:00.000-04:00

Well, I can barely believe it... ANOTHER weekend - come and gone. It seems as if the weekends anymore consist of an entire week of activity crammed into two crazy days (or should we say crazy "daze"). Ah, well... No regrets: after all, where would life's sweet and tangy flavor be without the seasoning of activity and interest to make it memorable?

Speaking of food... My three roommates and I were blessed with a special treat this evening: the delectable, national dish of none other than the faraway Mideast - JORDAN. Yes, ladies and gentleman, thanks to the delightful Joey Eaton and Mike Ward, we have received our first introduction to "mensaf" (sp?). As if the tasty chicken atop rice mixed with yogurt wasn't enough to raise your eyebrows, our entire dinner party feasted "Moroccan style" - right hands ONLY - absolutely no knives, forks, or spoons. (Thanks so much, guys, for taking the time to share a bit of your summer with the rest of us. PRAISE THE LORD for the work He accomplished thru you during your trip).

Tonight, I am thankful for the gorgeous picture of a quiet sunset over the Dead Sea (you rock, Joey!) resting comfortably next to my desk. I wonder if this might be a similar scene to one that Christ Himself might have beheld back when He paced this same earth. And suddenly, I am conscious of numerous humbling realizations:

I have never set foot off American soil. Much of my knowledge of the spiritual condition of foreign lands comes from the lips of friends and family who dare to venture forth in the name of God to spread the Truth of what we as US citizens so easily take for granted, yet so many live in utter ignorance - and NOT by choice. We read magazine clippings and news articles of North Koreans inhumanely tortured for defying their "leaders" by reading a Bible; Sudanese refugees forced to run from family and friends because they've recognized the Reality of the Gospel; Chinese citizens healing from bashed-in faces because they gathered to sing a hymn of thanks to the God who made them; and the list never ends. Are we TRULY conscious - whether passionate evangelist or budding believer - of the expansive "comfort bubble" we craft for ourselves from our lifestyle and perspectives as individuals?

I know I'm not. I can sit here, and I can write all of this "head knowledge" with a quick tap of the keyboard, and swift click of a mouse... But what bothers me the most is knowing that, deep down inside, I don't REALLY get it. I honestly have no idea of the life that other's might know. And it doesn't have to be an untouched people group around the globe... It could be that single mother I work with from 5pm til close every Friday night; or maybe the housekeeper who cleans my bathroom on the second floor; and then there's the coffee barister I should know by name by now...

God reminds us every day: there IS life outside our bubbles. Whether we choose to follow Him outside these transparent comfort zones...THAT remains a choice we must each commit to make. Christ set for us the ultimate example of what it is to live and function as a relational being: Father-focused, selfless, and constantly sharing in the victories and trials of others. Whether that indicates the suffering and lonely woman oceans afar, or the needful neighbor adrift down in Louisiana: we ARE to "bear one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ" (Gal. 6:2).

I pray for the opportunity to, one day (soon - I hope), travel overseas, and participate in the work the Lord orchestrates around the world. These "barriers of ignorance" that have grown increasingly apparent in my life this past year are wobbling as we speak. God, in His loving kindness, loves us all too much to leave us as we are; and as He continues to expand our horizons, forcing all His children to "toe-the-line," may we consider it pure joy when He "bursts our bubble."

FIRST TIME FOR EVERYTHING...

2005-09-11T00:23:00.000-04:00

Props to my fabulous roommate, DonnaWonna, for finally convincing me to sign up for a blog. Thinking out loud has always been a favorite (and frequent) past time, and it's nice to know that my randomness may now be recorded for posterity. (YES!)

Being as the hour is late, my belly full, and worship in the AM, may this entry be short and sweet:

My prayer is that (as in all things) this humble beginning may mature into that which brings the Lord glory, honor, and praise, as He never ceases to bless us with grace, joy, and hope. Your thoughts and insights on all things are welcomed (invited, even...), and I bid you to feel free to challenge me and each other ("as iron sharpens iron"), as well as share your personal testimonies of Christ's activity in your life (past, present, AND future).

And for any who might be wondering:

No.

I will not be posting the cafeteria cuisine for the week. That would ruin the surprise of finding out we're having chicken...again.

"How can I repay the Lord for all his goodness to me? I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the Lord. I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people." ~ Psalm 116:12-14 ~