Thursday, March 25, 2010

God's hangout place on the weekend...


I wish I was still in Canada.

Spending the past four days in a very special place, also known as Malibu Club in the depths of Princess Louisa Inlet in British Columbia, gave me the opportunity to realize once again the importance of escaping from the busy world to find what really matters most - "to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ." -- Ephesians 3.18

Being surrounded by God's endless beauty was unfathomable and on the last morning as I was walking out of FOS'CLE at 7am, I stopped to watch the seagulls screech and wake up the world. God is so much bigger than I can wrap my head around. And that is one reason why He's such a mystery. I've come to the conclusion that because of that mystery, there is a unfinished search to discover the unconditional love and free willing grace He has given me.

During one point in the long weekend, the fact that God can love me no more and no less than what He does right now gave me such a cool, reminding spurt of encouragement - diving into His word in order to get to know Him better will not make Him love me more, but it will help me to learn to love Him more, and with that, go forth and make fishers of men with more confidence and a better understanding.

I am incredibly blessed to have had this opportunity to serve for a portion of my break in order to ready camp for the many campers who will be able to experience God's presence like no other place in the world. They will be changed for their lives because of the special impact Malibu has on people. I'm stoked for all the campers, staff, interns, summer staffs, and workcrew who will soak in what God has ready for them this summer at Malibu Club.

"I wish I could you could see me now, I wish I could show you how I'm not who I was." - brandon heath

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Carpe Diem

Seize the day.

This morning, although I was forced to in order to get to my final on time, I found it, once again, so enjoyable. And I ask myself now: why don't I get up to watch the sunrise every morning? What a treat to start out my day like that!
[My sleeping pattern had most definitely changed since I've been in college. Because I go to bed a lot later, I get up "later" too. "Later" in this case is 8:30, which, in relation to the time I got up to go to school last year, is late.]

It now being 10:23, I feel already so accomplished. This is a good example of living the day to the fullest. Seizing the day and following Mr. Keating's encouragement of "Carpe Diem" in the Dead Poet's Society. Even gaining a couple hours in the morning seems to add on a lifetime.

Perhaps changing my sleeping pattern for spring quarter is an exciting option. :)
I'm want to watch each day begin, rise and shine and give God all the glory.

Friday, March 5, 2010

the smell of fresh-cut grass.


This "winter" in Seattle hasn't been much of a winter. The sunshine has overtaken the coldness; the brightness has outshined the depths of winter. Waking up to the sun shining through the parting clouds makes me a even happier camper. Looking out the window to my left I can see the mountains in the distance and even Mt. Rainer pops through the horizon from Kerry Park. This is ultimate frisbee season.

Spending a majority amount of my time with my buds playing frisbee at any nearby park sounds like the most inviting activity - anything but sitting in class and watching the birds soar in the blue skies, the sun shine down to warm up the air, the flowers blooming all around campus ($50 fine if you choose to pick one), and the squirrels squirm with excitement in the loop...one of the greenest places on campus.

The scent of fresh-cut grass
with the planes flying above
in a blue sky as the birds chirp
yells spring.


Beinvennue printemps.
Je suis excitee pour beaucoup de sol dans les mots a venir.
Je suis reconnaissante.