WENDY!

Wendy gets back from Nepal TOMORROW! I can't believe it's been a year (or almost). wow. it flew by. I am so excited to see her, hear her voice again, listen to her stories, glimpse her heart....i so look forward to it!
because i've been thinking a lot of her return, i've been thinking also of my return from Africa over a year ago....how hard it was and i hadn't been gone as long as she has. what a transition....
Please be praying for her--for the transition back. Pray that the Lord would make manifest to her his arms of grace and voice of peace. Pray also for patience as she has to endure all of us who don't quite understand what it feels like, what she's thinking, what she's feeling.
Hmmm. i am grateful for the Body of Christ and the fact that we can press close to one another in times of new transition and change. and God grants us so much grace in it all.

"It's a precious thing to take our most sacred hatreds to God."

i discovered a new vegetable this weekend

PARSNIPS! i'd never eaten them before. they're WONDERFUL!! I had them roasted. MMMMMMMMmmmm.

In other news, I really feel like roadtripping it. out of control. UUUUGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

remembered resurrection today

"all glory, honor, and praise is due to the one who rose in three days. for eternity, every child will sing of the joy i the stone rolled away. for eternity, every child will sing by the power in the stone rolled away; of the hope in the stone rolled away; of the joy in the stone rolled away."

for truth's sake

Reading through old journals always teaches me. i think because i forget things so easily.

do you ever feel like you learn something and then forget about it a second later? you have to be reminded again...and again...and again. oh how i've come to give deep thanks to the Lord for his graciousness towards me. how patient he is TO remind me again...and again...and again.

anyway, i got to reading my journal today because A. i was tired of doing homework B. i was bored C. i haven't been able to write for a long time and i wanted to try again.

on march 22nd i prayed something because i was gripped: "hold us for truth's sake. hold us by grace for refinement, even if by fire."

it isn't easy being spent. life is lived well if lived in degrees of losing self. the goal isn't self protection or self loss but stewardship. this isn't an easy thing to learn. living well after Christ requires a theology of self-care. "spending" life (in ministry, family, faith) requires stewardship of self and of one another. we need teachable spirits, Lord.

we have to catch a vision for the image inside of us, i think. i felt something of it on march 22nd and it mattered to me. it matters to me that we are changed, matured, and made new. so, as i am spent--and as i live with others being spent--i pray, "hold us for truth's sake. hold us by grace for refinement, even if by fire."

i. love. gladiator.

i think its time to watch that movie again soon.

or 3:10 to Yuma. maybe its just a russell crowe thing.

State of Play! Comes out on the 17th!!! woot woot.

roommate.

Since Andrea always forgets to log off my computer, I figured I would take advantage of this opportunity and brag on my roommate. She is such an amazing person, I have never met anyone so willing to listen to others, and so willing to involve their hearts in the burdens of others. We have grown up so much over the past 2.5 years, and I am so blessed that we were able to do it together. She is BFF status for sue.
Love you roommate.

thoughts with chocolate chip cookies

i have one paper to write--a short 2-3 pager due tomorrow. that's all the homework i have before the long weekend. i am so looking forward to the weekend, too! right now i'm sitting in our room, smelling the oatmeal chocolate chip cookies i just took out of the oven, reflecting on the past few weeks.

they've been a strange few weeks. coming back from spring break was hard because i seriously lacked motivation. and i was homesick. and i missed my sister...and the rest of the family.

but even though they've felt a bit strange, they've been a really good few weeks. i've valued several quality conversations with friends, as well as hours to hang out and laugh together. i am grateful for friends with whom i can laugh and cry--express the joys and the burdens. this is life.

we've made some more wonderful memories and i have so delighted spending time with my girls :) i think the four of us (sarah, mariah, lacy, and i) are realizing that the last days are fast approaching. the semester will be over before we know it--and no more late night laughs, girl dates, home made sunday night dinners, fab-four adventures. i'll miss these days. i'll miss them a whole lot.

how wonderful to have good friends :)



haha...


Mmmm. this is how the days go :)


this one makes me laugh. we've all got a different thing going on.


aww!


yay for laughing together...


a favorite hang out spot.


um. yep!

i want to be hugged

sometimes i think we just don't give enough hugs. and i go through withdrawals.

i talked with allie for a long time tonight. it was about time! it was wonderful to catch up on life--the dailies, the dreams, body, faith, spirit, soul. hmmm. so good.

today at pcm Rasha gave us Guatemalan coffee!! i thought it was SO CUTE (though random, since she's from Iraq). We hadn't seen her for 5 weeks!! yikes. it was sooo good to be in her home again. Ows was being the cutest little kid ever and switching on and off with us between english and arabic. he's adorable.
she overloaded us on sugar--peach pie, juice, tang, and sweet tea. haha. she's the sweetest hostess but man, we felt gross. tomorrow we are going to our "old" students' house. they called us out of the blue and said "we miss you. we want to have you over for dinner." so we get to enjoy good iraqi food tomorrow. YUM.

"it seems like there's no room for brokenness here..."

had a good conversation with a friend tonight. we talked about being authentic christians--brokenness, suffering, and all--while we ate grilled ham and cheese sandwiches. it was honest time and i appreciated it very much. she mentioned how Moody isn't a place that leaves room or allows for raw and honest brokenness. it doesn't allow for real experiences of suffering. really, we talked about how the church in general falls short. no one talks about the suffering of God. we're encouraged to praise and live "put together." I like how she said it--we're taught to be warriors and so we can't be broken. this is tragically true. i think this is why the integration of theology is so important--and why i so value and admire my professors that fight for the integration (Dr. Schmutzer, the Worralls, Dr. De Rosset, Mr. Howard). Each in their own way, they are gripped by the absolute beauty of truth but they don't live with their eyes closed. They are also gripped by the realities of this world. Sure, this isn't our home. But we're here for a time and we pray "thy kingdom come." We ask that His will be done "on earth as it is in heaven." We're in the now and the not yet and we cry in the tension.

how incredible it is to recognize, yet again, that developing a theology of suffering is vital. it is impossible to ignore. i'll never live the same way again. He's started me in a direction of growth I don't ever want to turn from. It's extremely difficult sometimes but I wouldn't change it because I feel alive. My faith feels alive. Learning of God in this way is changing everything. Walking beside friends through this is changing the way I relate to people. The way I pray is different. My life is impacted in a multitude of ways. sigh.

as another friend mentioned the other night--"life isn't 'care free' anymore but its richer." I couldn't have said it better.

"send out your light and your truth; let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy hill and to your dwelling! Then I will go to the altar of God, to God my exceeding joy, and I will praise you with the lyre, O God, my God. Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God."
Psalm 43:3-5

where could i go?

everyday when I hear the "ding" from my "ding fare" icon, I wonder "where could I go today?" right now the best option is louiville for $48. tempting but no.

i'm itching to travel. overseas. its been so long. sometimes i feel so very restless. i watch my friends leave and return. i hear their stories. and the aching desire to GO is, at times, borderline unbearable. tonight's one of those times. i was just writing something about Africa. It will be two years in june. can you believe it? wow. two years already since I got on that plane. hmm.

someday i'll go back. i sometimes catch myself whispering "lord, haste the day!" but really i have no idea when it will happen or how. sometimes its hard to hold onto dreams that i don't even know will "come true." I might wonder if i am too much of a dreamer or if i've allowed myself to let go too easily of my dreams.

i like to think i'm still holding on...holding on while i continue dreaming. the dreams develop. i learn to surrender them a little better. i learn to trust a little deeper. and God guides my steps.

its easy, sometimes, to doubt that He knows what He's doing. Sometimes I feel like He's forgotten about little ol' me. It can be discouraging.

new country favorite

"Down the Road" by Kenny Chesney. amazing. love it!!

I will sing a song of hope unto the land, barren and dry.
I will sing a song of joy into the hearts, for you to revive.

quiet sunday morning

its a blizzard outside. so i am entirely content to stay at home. i decided not to go to church anyway because i wanted some alone time. it's been nice. i'm listening to old caedmon's call, which brings back tons of memories from high school, hillsdale, etc. i spent some time listening to a lecture by Bruce Waltke entitled Why Do Good People Suffer? I didn't finish it because Mariah's amazing cinnamon rolls came out of the oven. so i joined Sarah and Mariah in their room. There's nothing quite like warm cinnamon rolls on a sunday morning in your pj's with hot tea. mmm.

i love tea.
right now i'm back to tea because coffee has been making my throat hurt again.

i might brave the weather to go study somewhere today. that was the "original" plan but no one plans on a blizzard. sigh.
two papers to write and quite a bit of reading. i can do it!

in other news, i think the 1/2 marathon is off--at least for awhile. it costs $60! Maybe that's not much for the fun, the challenge, and the cool shirt, but right now it is. I don't really know what next year will look like or if i'll be able to keep this job. so i can't register and dish out 60 bucks. sad. maybe some other time...

man, old caedmon's call is so good. I forgot how much i like it. i've had many "table for two" moments over the past several weeks so i find it appropriate to post the lyrics. its a great song :)

Danny and I spent another late night over pancakes,
Talkin' 'bout soccer
And how every man's just the same
We made speculation
On the who's and the when's of our futures
And how everyone's lonely
But still we just couldn't complain

And how we just hate being alone
Could I have missed my only chance
And now I'm just wasting my time
By looking around
But you know I know better
I'm not gonna worry 'bout nothing
Cause if the birds and the flowers survive
Then I'll make it okay
I'm given a chance and a rock
see which one breaks a window
See which one keeps me up all night and into the day

Because I'm so scared of being alone
That I forget what house I live in
But it's not my job to wait by the phone
For her to call

Well this day's been crazy
But everything's happened on schedule
from the rain and the cold
To the drink that I spilled on my shirt
'Cause You knew how You'd save me
before I fell dead in the garden
And You knew this day
long before You made me out of dirt

And You know the plans that You have for me
And You can't plan the end and not plan the means
And so I suppose I just need some peace
Just to get me to sleep.

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enjoy your sunday!

coffee conversations

i love them. chatted with mariah last night for over two hours at a new coffee shop (/cocktail lounge) that opened up down the street. it was wonderful. its such a joy to share what things we learn in life, what things we want to learn, what things we hope we learn.

lately i'm just happy that we journey with each other through life. it's important to seek out strong community--that will not only provide encouragement and support but will also propel faith.

at the end of a frustrating, stressful, and burdensome week, I am actually glad to be where I am. but i am also glad for a weekend to rest. mmm :)

i'm listening to the hillsdale roadtrip mix. it makes me want to drive away, Hallie!!! so good...

crumbs

it seems like whenever we think we've really started "figuring things out," it all starts to crumble. Or, at least, we begin to see how much we DON'T know and realize and are left quiet again.

i'm feeling sad and frustrated.

too deep for words...

i'm taking a vote

this is the thing: i'm thinking of running a 1/2 marathon in the fall. should i? could i?

we walk in steps: musings on life and faith

sometimes i forget that learning occurs in steps. one rarely ever "learns" a thing all at once. and, if it is something particularly challenging, pertinent, or what have you, i think there are many steps to take before anything is truly learned.

many of you know that i have had something of an interest in the idea of a suffering God. this has been years in progress but has especially taken the stage in the past two years. i don't really know why this is. i think that my understanding of and experience in the world are inextricably linked to my understanding and experience of God, and so as I get older, my faith dares to ask the harder and more "raw" questions. Knowing God deeper--knowing Him nearer--demands a lot of daily life and existence. Because He changes everything. That's what I treasure about the place of life i am in right now. As much as it is a challenge, i am finding myself in this place of "doctrine meets real life." On so many levels, the things i've been told and taught are beginning to take root (or, like chaff, are blown away). Life and theology are necessarily linked. Faith and praxis cannot be separated. What you do and what you say in life will always reveal what you believe about God. Whatever you are placing faith in for life is evident by the way in which you live it out.

For me to live honestly, truthfully, and with integrity, i must give more than a passing thought to the issue of suffering. if i am true to my faith and desire to develop a well-formed, true theology, then i must concern myself with the question of a suffering God. the world suffers, it is easy to see and therefore easy to say. i suffer (as each of us does), and this too is easy to say (although i alone might know in what intimate ways I do suffer). so then, my faith asks, "Does God Suffer?" and the question isn't very easy.

In high school i thought i knew a lot. i really did. i thought so much made sense and i neatly categorized my faith. I adopted an understanding of God's sovereignty that has, yes, "served me well," but was under-developed, if that makes sense. so lots of the education, study, experience, and such that has taken place SINCE high school has shaken and grown that understanding of God's sovereignty that was actually more of a flattening than an enhancing of the truth about God. (But this is life, isn't it? we are always learning more, discovering what we thought we knew but didn't or at least discovering deeper and more fully....)

I had that whole medical challenge with my back in high school. being braced for two years as a teen isn't exactly "ok." And i heard enough from both sides to be left confused: "Andrea, I'm so sorry for you, and God is too." "Andrea, as difficult as this is, i don't think we can say God is 'sorry' because He's sovereign."

Being a natural "empathizer," I've felt the suffering of many close friends. I've given enough well-intentioned but misguided advice and encouragement to know that the answers really are never easy and clean. I've also seen some beautiful redemption happen in the lives of wounded people and in the faith of disbelieving ones to know that something is going on that's a whole lot bigger. (to sum, i've been humbled and brought low. i've been brought to my knees. and that is how i've had to approach this subject).

I don't "focus" on suffering to be dreary or dull. It isn't a concern because I am somehow a bit twisted and like to dwell on the negative. I don't really see myself as a pessimist. but when i approached a professor about developing this class i am now taking, "A Theology of Suffering," some thought it was weird, it sounded strange. Some didn't know how to respond. I guess that's because it isn't a "typical" college undergrad course. And it's really not something Christians talk about (and live through). WHY?

I want to know why we don't really have a theology of suffering. why is it that our churches tend to teach and encourage praise before lament (or, sadly, praise WITHOUT Lament)? why is it that we've adopted self-help mentalities that have done more to rip apart our communities (encouraging off-balance individualism) than to unite them? why is it so difficult for us to journey with one another through suffering? why don't we have categories for long-term pain?

I know that there is no simple solution. I don't propose one. But i do offer a challenge. i want us to think about it. i want us to pray about it. i want us to wrestle with some of these questions.

the thing is, we all have many of the same questions. it seems that certain communities encourage tight lips over and above honesty. because, you know, sometimes the honesty is raw. sometimes honesty looks like disbelief. and, for some reason, we've decided we can't have that.

I'd like to see a conversation started. a conversation about God and suffering. A conversation that explores God in the midst of suffering.

NOT a conversation for the sake of conversation (to that, i roll my eyes) but a conversation that seeks the honest truth. A conversation that admits need and weakness and that is humble enough to hope that the Spirit will lead us into truth. A conversation that will walk itself out in the lives of people all over the place.

i don't mean we have to be constantly engaged in "heavy" conversation. but i think this issue matters and i think that it is essential to healthy faith. i think it speaks wholeness--both to the individual and the community. yeah, it matters.

if you're interested in some more reading, i wrote a paper last semester for my Old Testament Biblical Theology class that was an introduction to this discussion. The topic was my own choice and was prompted by last semester's wrestlings with suffering, God's sovereignty, His immanence, and His impassibility. Big words that basically address God's otherness, His power/control, His presence (or not), etc.

Here is a link to the paper: Where Is He and Does He Suffer?
(And, as always, I welcome any thoughts you might have)

Also, i think i'll try to keep up with posting more thoughts i have on this discussion as they come, as well as thoughts raised in the class. I'd like to share because it's been so transformational for me--and i think it has that same power for others. If you ever want to hear more, talk more, come find me. but i'm not pretending to have answers--we can wrestle together! and i can offer some book titles to you, if you want to read more. i can share my steps but your steps will be different.

Peace

mom day

today was mom day. we ran a bunch of errands, splurged at starbucks :), and went out for lunch at My Big Fat Greek Restaurant (yum!!). I got running shoes--yay! She also bought me almonds and prunes to take back to school!!! yessss. It was a fun day. we visited, joked, and had a great time together. we even gave a little old lady a ride home to Fellowship Square from Sunflower Market because she got left behind by her van. She was a dear woman originally from Israel. She could hardly see and was very frail--but super sweet and so cute. She was thrilled that we would give her a ride home (it was only a block away).

now i'm spending the afternoon catching up on emails, phone calls, and homework. then, tonight continues the "country music week" of American Idol. I don't usually watch the show but c'mon, its country music week. what could be better???!!!

ok. i might take a nap first.

peace.

my skin is hot

i spent some time at the pool today. i'm a little burned. ouch. but at least i'm getting some of my actual color back. winters in chicago are no good :)

one more week before i go back. sigh. i have quite a bit of homework to get done first. yikes. and there are a lot of things to look forward to this week. lots in the schedule:

breakfast with isaac tomorrow; haircut with kristen; errands
running with dad wed. morning; shopping with mom in the afternoon; movie night with mom and dad wed. night.
homework thursday (maybe granola-making day with kristen?)
friday night dinner party here with jay, kristen, sam, and friend lilian.
4TH AVE STREET FAIR on saturday!!! hello street vendors, dreadlocks, tie tye, and one-man-bands. i love it!!!

somewhere in there i would like to go to Sabino Canyon and hike around and maybe spend some more time at the pool.

tonight i made bagels!! they are REALLY GOOD! they are whole wheat oat bagels: some plain, some "everything" (garlic, onion, and poppy seed). yuuum. i'd never made them before. they don't take too long--worth it, for sure. i'm excited to live in jenkins next year with our own kitchen to cook and bake in!! I'm so glad to have an apartment to live in!!!