Bon Voyage to our newspaper-bedecked travelers:
Jodi, Emily, Caitlin, Ethan, Liz, Tiffany and Lisa.
You're always a part of us.
May God speed you as you follow your callings into other parts of the U.S. and the world.
I Timothy 4:12
- Janelle
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
I wonder how the psalmist would feel about cold showers...
I've been reading Psalm 77 this week. One verse in particular stands out to me.
Verse 13 reads, "Your way, Oh God, is holy."
Not my way, not your way, but God's way is indeed holy.
Somehow that comforts me among all the discomfort I seem to be experiencing. In times such as this I find reassurance in the knowledge that God's plan for each of our lives is purposeful and holy, even if we don't realize it at the time. This passage illustrates how psalmist is going through a difficult time, but he struggles to remember all the times God has heard his cry and responded. This gives him faith that God will again hear his cry and honor his plea.
Even when we are stuck and we can't see how God will pull us through, it is important to remember that God does not live in a box defined our human minds. We cannot limit God.
When the future is muddy and uncertain, it is comforting to know that God has incredible plans for us. God can use all of us despite ourselves.
My prayer over the next few days is that God would continue to be patient with me as I stumble through my time in Lumberton and use me, despite my own self-doubt and frustration.
God is good and I am so grateful.
Peace,
Jodi
Verse 13 reads, "Your way, Oh God, is holy."
Not my way, not your way, but God's way is indeed holy.
Somehow that comforts me among all the discomfort I seem to be experiencing. In times such as this I find reassurance in the knowledge that God's plan for each of our lives is purposeful and holy, even if we don't realize it at the time. This passage illustrates how psalmist is going through a difficult time, but he struggles to remember all the times God has heard his cry and responded. This gives him faith that God will again hear his cry and honor his plea.
Even when we are stuck and we can't see how God will pull us through, it is important to remember that God does not live in a box defined our human minds. We cannot limit God.
When the future is muddy and uncertain, it is comforting to know that God has incredible plans for us. God can use all of us despite ourselves.
My prayer over the next few days is that God would continue to be patient with me as I stumble through my time in Lumberton and use me, despite my own self-doubt and frustration.
God is good and I am so grateful.
Peace,
Jodi
A.R.K.
We went and saw Evan Almighty over the weekend - I know it's gotten bad reviews, but I liked it. Maybe I was just needing some serious escapism (or it could be that I'm just a huge Steve Carell fan), but I really enjoyed it. First, it's not often you get through a whole hollywood production withouth a bad word stronger than 'crap', and once you get past the cheese, there were some good messages in there.
The first was that to 'change the world' a good place to start is with Acts of Random Kindness (ARK- get it?!). That's a good reminder for me, that when I feel hopeless about the state of current affairs and what really can one person do! Well, what we CAN do is practice kindness, compassion, and generosity, and start by making a difference for ONE person - be it family member, friend, or complete stranger. What would happen if that was the norm in our culture?
The second message was more subtle. It was a reminder that God answers prayers, but maybe not in the way we expect. Evan's wife in the movie (Lauren Graham) had prayed for their family to become closer. Later in the movie as she is lamenting her husband's spiral into what seems to her to be insanity, Morgan Freeman (as God, although unbeknownst to her) suggests that maybe prayers aren't answered directly, but that instead, God provides opportunities for us to make those answers happen. In this case, it wasn't that *poof* the family was closer, but the opportunity to work on the ark together resulted in just that - a closer family!
This really struck me - for one, I am one of those people who likes to think they are in control and can make things turn out the way I want them to! This was a good reminder that God will answer my prayers, I just have to be open to the creative ways that that might happen! My need to control can (and does) get in the way. Let Go, Let God! The other message to me was the reminder that we are partners with God on this journey - answers to prayers aren't delivered wrapped up with a pretty bow. We are called to be active participants in God's plan - and doesn't that make things infinately more interesting?!
-- Lisa Goering
The first was that to 'change the world' a good place to start is with Acts of Random Kindness (ARK- get it?!). That's a good reminder for me, that when I feel hopeless about the state of current affairs and what really can one person do! Well, what we CAN do is practice kindness, compassion, and generosity, and start by making a difference for ONE person - be it family member, friend, or complete stranger. What would happen if that was the norm in our culture?
The second message was more subtle. It was a reminder that God answers prayers, but maybe not in the way we expect. Evan's wife in the movie (Lauren Graham) had prayed for their family to become closer. Later in the movie as she is lamenting her husband's spiral into what seems to her to be insanity, Morgan Freeman (as God, although unbeknownst to her) suggests that maybe prayers aren't answered directly, but that instead, God provides opportunities for us to make those answers happen. In this case, it wasn't that *poof* the family was closer, but the opportunity to work on the ark together resulted in just that - a closer family!
This really struck me - for one, I am one of those people who likes to think they are in control and can make things turn out the way I want them to! This was a good reminder that God will answer my prayers, I just have to be open to the creative ways that that might happen! My need to control can (and does) get in the way. Let Go, Let God! The other message to me was the reminder that we are partners with God on this journey - answers to prayers aren't delivered wrapped up with a pretty bow. We are called to be active participants in God's plan - and doesn't that make things infinately more interesting?!
-- Lisa Goering
Friday, June 22, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
fireflies
so the fireflies around here are amazing. i do not remember this many in wingate. maybe its a summer thing here in NC?
i keep seeing a little electric current of them going thru the woods.
i'm a big fan.
- KP
i keep seeing a little electric current of them going thru the woods.
i'm a big fan.
- KP
Friday, June 15, 2007
...so...this christian conferencing thing....
(this is an emotional and personal entry, but one I believe adequately speaks to the frustration of many individuals involved in "church politics")
One main part of the United Methodist faith is something called "christian conferencing." For the past 3 days I have been in Greenville, NC at the Convention Center with 1,800 of my closest methodist clergy and lay delegates. This experience has been frustrating, shocking, invigorating, life-giving, exhausting, etc. I feel torn about so many things that I've witnessed. I have heard some of the best sermons and participated in truly earnest worship. I have felt God in the burning in my gut and in the prickling of tears in my eyes.
Tonight I broke down for the first time.
The delegates vote on resolutions that are included in the United Methodist Church Book of Resolutions that is printed every 4 years. These resolutions explain the Church's official stance on a wide variety of topics ranging from alcohol to homosexuality to what version of the apostle's creed is preferred for use in the service. The resolutions that are discussed at each Annual Conference are rotated every year to provide ample attention to all. This year the resolutions included; The war in iraq, human impacted global climate change and gangs.
Over the past year and a half of attending RMC (Raleigh Mennonite Church) I have been sheltered from Methodist church politics. I have also developed my own beliefs regarding what Jesus practiced and preached in regards to war and other highly publicized issues.
I have become a pacifist.
Tonight I heard arguments for and against a resolution regarding the war in Iraq. I was moved to tears by a former lieutenant's plea. He described how his search for the direction of Christ had shown him that, "Peace will never be found with the tip of a rifle." and "the soldiers who deaths I have brought about have not made the world any safer, and have added a shadow of shame and pain within my heart." He urged the conference delegates to put aside their "American ideals" and prayerfully consider how Jesus truly calls us to behave.
I believe his courage to speak was a result of the Holy Spirit.
There were many other comments made which infuriated me. One of which quoted a famous text of which I cannot remember the name. A man remarked, "Men who question the action taken to protect their freedom are only entitled to it because of the valiant efforts enacted by better men on their behalf." The same individual also remarked that, "Jesus would want us to fight to save the oppressed." I could go on, but I feel the tears beginning to threaten.
It would not be ok to cry in a hotel lobby at a public computer.
My heart broke for God, for our world, and for what we are doing to it. I felt the heavy burden that sometimes accompanies hopelessness. I tried to pray, but found my throat and thoughts clouded by pain and frustration. I excused myself and escaped to an open field beside the building where I gulped the fresh air and held my chest in anticipation of the recession of emotion.
It did not come.
I questioned many times before tonight whether I truly believed in pacifism in an situations regarding violence, war, and genocide.
Tonight I felt God's heart revealed to me regarding the matter.
It hurts to have your heart broken by God.
I would appreciate your prayers. We have once day of conference left before I will be able to return to Raleigh Sunday afternoon. I am in a very sticky situation where I find myself in an completely foreign culture and they are much more conservative than I. I find difficulty in discussing a difference in beliefs while I am still trying to get the community to open up to me and trust my intentions. The Native American Community is very underrepresented here and fighting for voice. I have also openly witnessed discrimination while we are out dining or traveling. It is a very disturbing situation, but one I believe God has put me in for a reason.
Peace,
Jodi
One main part of the United Methodist faith is something called "christian conferencing." For the past 3 days I have been in Greenville, NC at the Convention Center with 1,800 of my closest methodist clergy and lay delegates. This experience has been frustrating, shocking, invigorating, life-giving, exhausting, etc. I feel torn about so many things that I've witnessed. I have heard some of the best sermons and participated in truly earnest worship. I have felt God in the burning in my gut and in the prickling of tears in my eyes.
Tonight I broke down for the first time.
The delegates vote on resolutions that are included in the United Methodist Church Book of Resolutions that is printed every 4 years. These resolutions explain the Church's official stance on a wide variety of topics ranging from alcohol to homosexuality to what version of the apostle's creed is preferred for use in the service. The resolutions that are discussed at each Annual Conference are rotated every year to provide ample attention to all. This year the resolutions included; The war in iraq, human impacted global climate change and gangs.
Over the past year and a half of attending RMC (Raleigh Mennonite Church) I have been sheltered from Methodist church politics. I have also developed my own beliefs regarding what Jesus practiced and preached in regards to war and other highly publicized issues.
I have become a pacifist.
Tonight I heard arguments for and against a resolution regarding the war in Iraq. I was moved to tears by a former lieutenant's plea. He described how his search for the direction of Christ had shown him that, "Peace will never be found with the tip of a rifle." and "the soldiers who deaths I have brought about have not made the world any safer, and have added a shadow of shame and pain within my heart." He urged the conference delegates to put aside their "American ideals" and prayerfully consider how Jesus truly calls us to behave.
I believe his courage to speak was a result of the Holy Spirit.
There were many other comments made which infuriated me. One of which quoted a famous text of which I cannot remember the name. A man remarked, "Men who question the action taken to protect their freedom are only entitled to it because of the valiant efforts enacted by better men on their behalf." The same individual also remarked that, "Jesus would want us to fight to save the oppressed." I could go on, but I feel the tears beginning to threaten.
It would not be ok to cry in a hotel lobby at a public computer.
My heart broke for God, for our world, and for what we are doing to it. I felt the heavy burden that sometimes accompanies hopelessness. I tried to pray, but found my throat and thoughts clouded by pain and frustration. I excused myself and escaped to an open field beside the building where I gulped the fresh air and held my chest in anticipation of the recession of emotion.
It did not come.
I questioned many times before tonight whether I truly believed in pacifism in an situations regarding violence, war, and genocide.
Tonight I felt God's heart revealed to me regarding the matter.
It hurts to have your heart broken by God.
I would appreciate your prayers. We have once day of conference left before I will be able to return to Raleigh Sunday afternoon. I am in a very sticky situation where I find myself in an completely foreign culture and they are much more conservative than I. I find difficulty in discussing a difference in beliefs while I am still trying to get the community to open up to me and trust my intentions. The Native American Community is very underrepresented here and fighting for voice. I have also openly witnessed discrimination while we are out dining or traveling. It is a very disturbing situation, but one I believe God has put me in for a reason.
Peace,
Jodi
Monday, June 11, 2007
Experiencing other faiths
Greetings from Chaclacayo, Peru! I have settled quite nicely in Peru with a wonderful training group and a great host family. As most of you know, most Peruvians are Catholics.. and well, I´m officially Mennonite, so this is a bit different. But, to keep up with the culture of my family and to become more accustomed to Peru, I have decided to go to church with them every Sunday (well I guess it is called mass). It is really interesting.. I went last Sunday with my family (just my host dad, brother, and sister). No one really talked to each other.. no meet and greet or anything like that. And no food. DEFINITELY not Mennonite. And right away the assistant to the priest came up to me and wanted me to read the scripture in front of the church! I politely declined, although I looked bewildered. The service was nice.. the music was really lovely, we did a lot of kneeling and standing, and a random dog wandered in from off the streets and jumped up on the pews, haha. But no one seemed concerned that he was in there! Maybe he needed a little Jesus, too.
So, in this seemingly unimportant service, I found my own faith. No, I am not Catholic.. but I can take these opportunities when I go to mass to reaffirm my faith and spend time with God. I have no idea what we are praying or saying.. but it feels wonderful to be in this church, to be kneeling before God, and praying about my day - even if everyone else is doing something totally different. I feel part of a community.. not only of my small town of Chaclacayo, but a community of believers. It is nice. And God is there.
So, in this seemingly unimportant service, I found my own faith. No, I am not Catholic.. but I can take these opportunities when I go to mass to reaffirm my faith and spend time with God. I have no idea what we are praying or saying.. but it feels wonderful to be in this church, to be kneeling before God, and praying about my day - even if everyone else is doing something totally different. I feel part of a community.. not only of my small town of Chaclacayo, but a community of believers. It is nice. And God is there.
IDR at the Letter Carriers' Food Drive
Unloading food donated to the postal workers to help feed local families.
Saturday, June 9, 2007
...to continue a theme...
So yesterday, shortly before leaving to spend the rest of the day in Chapel Hill to take care of some pre-internship activities, I read Jodi’s blog and found her reflections on beginnings and ends, Alpha and Omega insightful and helpful. My nerves were a little up in the air as it came time to go meet with my supervisors and one future intern of next year, and help give feedback to this year’s intern’s end-of year presentations.Because I like to jump the gun and imagine possibilities, it was helpful to instead say to myself, "You stand before beginnings; You stand before God".
In looking back at the day together it is also interesting to see the ways that beginnings and ends meshed together made for a valuable interaction. Me and the other newbie, Matt, somewhat clueless and uncertain about the nature of an intern’s year, caused the veterans to have to relate and relive details and experiences that reveal their maturity and unity as a group. And our enthusiasm, and beginner’s "innocence", was possibly a brief boost to all the energy they had expended throughout the year.
It makes me think that the God of beginnings and ends allows this sort of exchange to happen more often than I realize.
It also caused me to wonder about, if I may expand the theme, the span between the two, where it seems God has really surprised me the most lately, the times we could term the "in-betweens". Not only has this been the case as I’ve found myself in-between jobs, in-between places of residence, and often count the hours as in-between meals :), but also because the most ordinary "non-events" to the world have been so moving to me, and I see how so many miracles in-between our busyness or between our plans are what make our stays here meaningful.
This is also what has helped me decide on going home for two months this summer (besides it having become an important time to save on rent!). It has been a long time since I’ve been able to spend the regular in-betweens of life with my family -rather than the end of high-school, the beginning of Christmas break, the end of a semester…- and it may be along time until me and my sisters will be around to do it some more.
It is somethin else to stop and look at the big new beginnings that IDR is infused with right now. It’s also something to think of an Alpha that allows for these nerves-and-possibilities-full beginnings and all the smaller ones that happen each day.
And because I’ve been filled with hope after being out of school a year to see the ways He expands himself to the times "in-between", stretching our roots and watering them, I want to join in passing hope around to all who are finding themselves on a beginning; I am excited for the ways the Omega who holds all the endings will surprise you along the way .
---and thanks to Jodi (and the rest) for sharing with us your reflections along your adventure, and for bearing with me as I ran with them and applied them to my situation!
-Karen P.
In looking back at the day together it is also interesting to see the ways that beginnings and ends meshed together made for a valuable interaction. Me and the other newbie, Matt, somewhat clueless and uncertain about the nature of an intern’s year, caused the veterans to have to relate and relive details and experiences that reveal their maturity and unity as a group. And our enthusiasm, and beginner’s "innocence", was possibly a brief boost to all the energy they had expended throughout the year.
It makes me think that the God of beginnings and ends allows this sort of exchange to happen more often than I realize.
It also caused me to wonder about, if I may expand the theme, the span between the two, where it seems God has really surprised me the most lately, the times we could term the "in-betweens". Not only has this been the case as I’ve found myself in-between jobs, in-between places of residence, and often count the hours as in-between meals :), but also because the most ordinary "non-events" to the world have been so moving to me, and I see how so many miracles in-between our busyness or between our plans are what make our stays here meaningful.
This is also what has helped me decide on going home for two months this summer (besides it having become an important time to save on rent!). It has been a long time since I’ve been able to spend the regular in-betweens of life with my family -rather than the end of high-school, the beginning of Christmas break, the end of a semester…- and it may be along time until me and my sisters will be around to do it some more.
It is somethin else to stop and look at the big new beginnings that IDR is infused with right now. It’s also something to think of an Alpha that allows for these nerves-and-possibilities-full beginnings and all the smaller ones that happen each day.
And because I’ve been filled with hope after being out of school a year to see the ways He expands himself to the times "in-between", stretching our roots and watering them, I want to join in passing hope around to all who are finding themselves on a beginning; I am excited for the ways the Omega who holds all the endings will surprise you along the way .
---and thanks to Jodi (and the rest) for sharing with us your reflections along your adventure, and for bearing with me as I ran with them and applied them to my situation!
-Karen P.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Standing before Beginnings..
I have thoroughly enjoyed reading the other blogs. I feel close to y'all even though we are beginning our journeys (or have already begun them) in far away lands.
After 19 hours of glorious flying, being searched, and waiting (LOTS of waiting), I have returned safely from Europe. The past two weeks have been stuffed with many performances with the chamber group, a lot of good food, and many, many eye-opening experiences. Today is my catch up day. We returned last night. I leave tomorrow morning for Lumberton, where I will do an internship through the Divinity School with Rockingham District Native American Co-operative Ministries (yes, I have been practicing it!) I am thrilled, and exhausted, and apprehensive.
Throughout the many moments of waiting and touring, one thought has permeated my subconscious. It can be found in Letters to a Young Poet by L. M. Rilke. It reads simply, "You are so young; you stand before beginnings." I am young. I stand before beginnings. What does that mean? I find that this sentence accurately describes these 24 hours that I am spending frenetically doing laundry and attempting to get affairs in order. I am so young. In past years I would have found that statement to be offensive, an insult sometimes. So what if I am young, what should that matter? I now found it to be a word of comfort, of encouragement. I am young. I have time. I have opportunity. It is ok that I have not unlocked the mysteries of the universe, or found the answers to all of my questions. Rilke goes on to tell his younger friend to have patience, that he may indeed live out the answers to his questions in the future.
This brings me to the second part of the statement. You are so young; you stand before beginnings. What does it mean to stand before a beginning? What is before an beginning? Well, an ending of something else. Does that mean that I am at an ending? I bounced this idea of my friend Tara. She replied, "What come to my mind are the names of God, The Alpha and Omega. The Beginning and the End." You are so young; you stand before God. If one stands before a beginning, then one is standing at an ending. If one stands before the Alpha, then that person also stands before the Omega. It is a very interesting idea.
After chewing on the idea of God as the beginning that I stand before, I begin again to feel inexperienced and apprehensive. More words come to me from Tara. "God does not call the prepared, God prepares the called" You are so young; you stand before beginnings. I begin to feel comforted. It will be a daily practice to remind myself of that fact. God did not call me to this internship because I was ready. God did not call me to Duke because I was ready. God calls, and by answering that call, I accept that my education, that my preparations will happen according to God's time and not my own. Ministry is not about one's comfort zone. I dare say that it is about one's discomfort zone. It is about living in that place where I am challenged deeply and often.
I pray that I may remember those words.
You are so young; you stand before beginnings.
God does not call the prepared, God prepares the called.
May each of you find Peace and Joy in the coming days of summer,
Jodi
After 19 hours of glorious flying, being searched, and waiting (LOTS of waiting), I have returned safely from Europe. The past two weeks have been stuffed with many performances with the chamber group, a lot of good food, and many, many eye-opening experiences. Today is my catch up day. We returned last night. I leave tomorrow morning for Lumberton, where I will do an internship through the Divinity School with Rockingham District Native American Co-operative Ministries (yes, I have been practicing it!) I am thrilled, and exhausted, and apprehensive.
Throughout the many moments of waiting and touring, one thought has permeated my subconscious. It can be found in Letters to a Young Poet by L. M. Rilke. It reads simply, "You are so young; you stand before beginnings." I am young. I stand before beginnings. What does that mean? I find that this sentence accurately describes these 24 hours that I am spending frenetically doing laundry and attempting to get affairs in order. I am so young. In past years I would have found that statement to be offensive, an insult sometimes. So what if I am young, what should that matter? I now found it to be a word of comfort, of encouragement. I am young. I have time. I have opportunity. It is ok that I have not unlocked the mysteries of the universe, or found the answers to all of my questions. Rilke goes on to tell his younger friend to have patience, that he may indeed live out the answers to his questions in the future.
This brings me to the second part of the statement. You are so young; you stand before beginnings. What does it mean to stand before a beginning? What is before an beginning? Well, an ending of something else. Does that mean that I am at an ending? I bounced this idea of my friend Tara. She replied, "What come to my mind are the names of God, The Alpha and Omega. The Beginning and the End." You are so young; you stand before God. If one stands before a beginning, then one is standing at an ending. If one stands before the Alpha, then that person also stands before the Omega. It is a very interesting idea.
After chewing on the idea of God as the beginning that I stand before, I begin again to feel inexperienced and apprehensive. More words come to me from Tara. "God does not call the prepared, God prepares the called" You are so young; you stand before beginnings. I begin to feel comforted. It will be a daily practice to remind myself of that fact. God did not call me to this internship because I was ready. God did not call me to Duke because I was ready. God calls, and by answering that call, I accept that my education, that my preparations will happen according to God's time and not my own. Ministry is not about one's comfort zone. I dare say that it is about one's discomfort zone. It is about living in that place where I am challenged deeply and often.
I pray that I may remember those words.
You are so young; you stand before beginnings.
God does not call the prepared, God prepares the called.
May each of you find Peace and Joy in the coming days of summer,
Jodi
Monday, June 4, 2007
Friday, June 1, 2007
Do it now.
It's great to see the various posts going up here, and I'm thrilled to see the links to our individual blogs listed as well. I very much enjoyed reading Bruce's personal blog entry from May 25th (see link below-right) about his ongoing "calling" to become more involved in the lives of people who live on the streets in the U.S., and in Africa where he is right now.
Bruce's musings reminded me of a conversation I had with a neighbor the other day. We were chatting about pets and flowerbed weeds when he said "You know lately I've been feeling like I'm just killing time in my current job when I really ought to be in seminary." Of course, unprepared, I responded with some lame statement about how it's probably ok to earn a little money to make affording seminary easier. But that's not really what we were talking about, is it? I don't think so. What we were talking about was having a "calling," and waiting; about God's timing vs. ours. So I've been thinking about it, and since that day I've been watching for my neighbor hoping to have the chance to say "hey wait, I have something to add to our previous conversation!" I think it's always important to follow one's calling, and time doesn't always wait for us.
I've enjoyed reading the life stories of people like Martin Luther King Jr, Dr. Paul Brand (a surgeon), church leader Deitrich Bonhoffer, and social worker Jane Addams (my hero) who followed their callings and lived their lives in a way that impacted the world. They are good examples for me. Of course, there are other good examples close at hand... So I thought I'd just hop on here to say kudos to Bruce, and Tiffany, Ethan, Tresor, Jodi, KP, and so many others in our group who are jumping into your calling with both feet -- or actively seeking ways to do so. I look forward to seeing everyone's stories and adventures on this blog.
And yes, I've taken the plunge myself and submitted a query about short-term service opportunities to MCC -- something I've been "called" to for awhile. Splash!
Life is short. So -- like I'm going to tell my neighbor -- if there's something you plan to do in life, whether little or big, why wait? Put on your gaulashes and do it now.
- Janelle B
Bruce's musings reminded me of a conversation I had with a neighbor the other day. We were chatting about pets and flowerbed weeds when he said "You know lately I've been feeling like I'm just killing time in my current job when I really ought to be in seminary." Of course, unprepared, I responded with some lame statement about how it's probably ok to earn a little money to make affording seminary easier. But that's not really what we were talking about, is it? I don't think so. What we were talking about was having a "calling," and waiting; about God's timing vs. ours. So I've been thinking about it, and since that day I've been watching for my neighbor hoping to have the chance to say "hey wait, I have something to add to our previous conversation!" I think it's always important to follow one's calling, and time doesn't always wait for us.
I've enjoyed reading the life stories of people like Martin Luther King Jr, Dr. Paul Brand (a surgeon), church leader Deitrich Bonhoffer, and social worker Jane Addams (my hero) who followed their callings and lived their lives in a way that impacted the world. They are good examples for me. Of course, there are other good examples close at hand... So I thought I'd just hop on here to say kudos to Bruce, and Tiffany, Ethan, Tresor, Jodi, KP, and so many others in our group who are jumping into your calling with both feet -- or actively seeking ways to do so. I look forward to seeing everyone's stories and adventures on this blog.
And yes, I've taken the plunge myself and submitted a query about short-term service opportunities to MCC -- something I've been "called" to for awhile. Splash!
Life is short. So -- like I'm going to tell my neighbor -- if there's something you plan to do in life, whether little or big, why wait? Put on your gaulashes and do it now.
- Janelle B
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