Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
That morning I was a bundle of nerves. I wasn't really nervous until that point, but that morning, it was definatly real. We prayed before the service, all 12 of us gathered around a table in the back. We practised where we would stand to sing, where we would stand to speak, where we would sit when other people spoke, where we would sit when the slide shows played, things of the sort. Finally the service began.
Thank goodness I was scheduled to go near the begining (Third in) because I don't think I could have handled sitting there with all my nerves any longer. I fidgeted in my seat as the two people before me gave their speeches. Finally it was my turn. Taking a deep breath, I stood. It was then I heard the whispered encouragement from the person sitting next to me, "You'll do fine, I promise."
Those were the words that carried me through my speech, as I clung to the podium, my legs shaking violently. Those were the words I held on to as I hurried through my speech (Only stopping to breathe 3 times, according to one of my other team mates, I was told. Apparently I talk really fast when I'm nervous.) Those were the words swirling around in my head as I returned to my seat once I had finished, my legs still shaking, my head still light. And as my team mates offered their congratulations, I realized this said person had been right, I was fine.
During everyone else's speeches, we talked silently among ourselves. We talked about being nervous, offering each other whispered words of encouragement. We tried to decide who would cry as they were talking, and pointed out whose mom was crying at that moment. I think our casual conversation was a way to ease the nerves we felt.
Now Sharing Sunday is over, and I almost want it not to be. Not that I particularly enjoyed those crazy nerves, but because now we're all going our seperate ways. After appx. 6 months with these guys, it's all over. We're all going our seperate ways, to college or back to school, back to the hectic schedule of our lives.
I've grown to love these people more then I ever thought I would. They're like family to me now, and after everything we've shared, it's hard to be moving on.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
- I got school books. School books! A reminder that school is just around the corner (Like appx. a week around the corner) and it's time to get back into routine and learning and homework and deadlines.
- I got a new cell phone. With texting and a keypad and a Taylor Swift ringtone. (I was thinking of naming my phone Ruby (Yes, I name my phones) How does that sound?)
- I finished writing that thing I wasn't sure how I was going to write, about working with the kids at Grace Point. I didn't find the 'right' words, but I did find words that describe what we did and what the kids were like (sorta) Now I only have to get through reading it at the meeting tonight, and again in church on Sunday and I'm home free. Why does reading it sound so complicated now?
- We're going to Edmonton tomorrow. For a vacation. No hospitals or doctors or tests or anything of the sort. For some reason, even if I know we're going to Edmonton for fun, I can't get over my phobia of hospitals and doctors and tests. I just relate Edmonton to the hospital, don't ask me why. And for some reason also unknown to me, staying in a hotel in Edmonton gives me that panicky feeling of having to go to the hospital the next day, even if I know we're not going to the hospital. So my blog posts may cease to be until next Monday.
Like I said, everything seems so much less-importent now because the old new things that were exciting and blog-worthy have been replaced by new new things, which seem much less blog worthy. Hopefully I'll be back to blogging somewhat regularly next week. Until then fill my inbox with lovely comments (Not just facebook notifications)
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
My prayers are with a family whose little girl, only 10 months old, went to be with Jesus yesterday. She had problems with her heart and on her 10 month birthday, she finally went home. She's not in pain anymore, and she had no more struggles and a perfect heart. Please pray for her family as they grieve the loss of their baby girl.
Monday, August 15, 2011
I have appx. 15 minutes before I wake my girls up to leave, but I wanted to journal quick. Last night was the concert and talent show. The concert was amazing. As soon as the band came up, I was thinking 'what have we gotten outselves in to?' But it turned out fine. The last song they sang is How He loves (A favorite around camp.) Everybody crammed into the aisles. Some of our team was packed in beside each other, and we all draped our arms around each other, including all the children, waymakers and other staff who stood along the way. A few other groups followed our lead. Lots of hands were raised and our voices drowned out the band. There, in that moment, praising God and holding and being held, I had one thought... "This is it." This is it, the spiritual WOW moment. This is it, this sense of belonging and love and worship. This was 'it.' After the concert, we had a rushed cabin devotion time and then it was time for the talent show. After, when we were all finally in bed, the girls asked me to sing. So I did. I sang every song from my childhood, every hymn and every camp song, worship song or other christian song I could think of. I sang for a bit, before Sandy requested a song of her own. She sang How He Loves and cried. Hearing my girls this in to it nearly melted my heart. It's hard to believe they're leaving today.
later that night
I'm not entirely ready for this trip to be over. I'm excited to go home and tell people, but I'm not ready to leave this team, my 'family.' I want to go back to Winnipeg and love on Karlee and the other kids. I want to see miracles happen with another group of campers at camp. These 2 weeks taught me so much, about depending on God for everything, about loving the ones that might not be the easiest to love, about how everyone has a story. I've loved lots, served lots and been blessed 1000x's more. I never thought God would work in the ways that He did. Slowly, He crept up on me, surrounding me, covering me with His love. I'm proud of myself for going. This trip was amazing, plain and simple. Even if it wasn't what I had imagined and even if God didn't use the stuff I thought He should, it was amazing. I couldn't have asked for anything more
(Not as amazing as hearing all the kids at camp sing it at the top of their lungs, but amazing none the less.)
Saturday, August 13, 2011
'I've apparently been the victim of growing up, which apparently happens to all of us at one point or another. It's been going on for quite some time now, without me knowing it. I've found that growing up can mean a lot of things. For me, it doesn't mean I should become somebody completely new and stop loving the things I used to love. It means I've just added more things to my list'
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
July 21 ~ August became a Christian!
July 21 ~ Elese became a Christian!
July 21 ~ Sandy became a Christian!
4 of the girls in my cabin at camp accepted Christ! I remember after they had all prayed I was so excited I was just bouncing around. It was so amazing! I had loved these girls all week, prayed for them and with them and showed them God's love, and then they accepted Christ! Ah, It was just AWESOME! I was given the privelege of praying with a couple of these beautiful girls. I got to introduce them to the only one who will never leave them, who loves them unconditionally.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
So Much Maffia! A favorite past time of ours
Our Arizona and Reese Puffs. Just for the record, I did not consume any of these.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
The main characters in this story are Tyler herself, Patrick, Valleri, Yuri, Sunny, and her parents. The minor characters include Dierdre, Matthew, Candace, Kenny, Hayley, Alyssa, Joanna, Egan, Youtube, Fred, Ryleigh (a character I named) Graham and Noelle.
Tyler overcame the challenges she faced regarding the the way she's percieved by others, the Ruling Class, and the K-Mart kids, doing the right thing and God, just to name a few.
My favorite character in this book would have to be Tyler. Even though I'm not a brainy, african american teeanger, I did relate with her, in the way she clearly struggled with her own identity. Once she decided something,though, she stuck to it, even if other people were trying to shut her down or obsticals came up in her way.
My favorite scene in this book is probably the scene where Patrick comes to visit Tyler in the hospital. It's near the end of the book, and it's not the scene where Tyler's true strength comes out or where she makes a total turn around, but it's the scene where she confesses the love that's been building up in her heart for Patrick. It was really sweet, and I absolutely loved it.
I really liked this book because the challenges Tyler faces are real and relatable. By the end of this book, I was in tears, though I wasn't sure why. I was just sitting there, with tears streaming down my face, holding the book to my chest. I would recommend reading this book, because even though at some parts the whole 'smart kid' language got a little hard to understand, the theme of the book was amazing and by the end, it did touch my heart enough to make me cry. I was unable to put this book down, just ask my mom. I would rate this book a 4.5 out of 5. I'm sad the RL series is over, but this book was amazing work by Nancy Rue, and left me wanting more, and more, and more...