It's been a year; how crazy is that? It boggles my mind to think that a year ago today, 26 of us descended upon camp to begin an intense journey that none of us were really prepared for. Along the way, we became a group of 21, yet God made that good. It was a good year. Maybe not good in the way we expected but good because God made it good.
So where are you now? I want to know!
I'll start us off: I'm currently sitting in the Student Union Building (SUB) at UBC Vancouver. I am still living in Surrey, so I'm commuting an hour and a half each way (sometimes longer, sometimes shorter; today was about an hour forty). However, I love UBC. I love being in university, I love the size, I just love the vibe here. I'll probably move onto campus next year though cause four years of the commute seems a little ridiculous to me.
I'm also working at Starbucks as a barista, a job which I have wanted since I was 16. Now I'm realizing it isn't as cool as I thought, but I still love that as well. It's definitely a learning curve, but not one I can't handle. Honestly, learning Starbucks drinks is harder than school right now!
I'm youth leading at my church for grade 9 girls. I am one of two leaders for this age group and my co-leader is such a great person. I've known her for a while but now I have the chance to know her better which I'm stoked on! As well, I have plugged into a Bible study here at home which a lot of the youth leaders go to and I love it. There is a solid community there.
So yeah, that's pretty much life right now. I was scared coming into the fall because my closest friend moved away but I am strengthening other friendships and have a sweet cell phone plan so I can talk to my bestie anytime I want! All in all, I think this year will be grand!
Love you all. Miss you all.
Holly
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Hola Amigos!
Hello my fam-jam!
I know I update a lot but you know what? I really don't care. So I have made my way to B-crest, and I was accepted into the TESOL program but.... I just felt so unsettled about it, even to the point of crying. So I talked to my program head so he suggested Global Studies to me, which is similar but a more wide array of different ministry opportunities (TESOL is very focused). And guess who my program head is meow. Tim Stabell! So I am quick happy and feel so at peace about it. It has been crazy trying to figure out classes but I is kind of crazy sometimes when you trust in the Lord I guess, haha.
I other news, I made the Briercrest Refined/Undignified team (the dance crew)! It all happened so suddenly to be honest. I am really excited for the ministry opportunity but yet nervous. The RU team reminds me a lot of Kaleo. It is a family-like community, we are supposed to be transparent with each other, support one another and do ministry together. I also think it will be challenging like Kaleo (maybe even more) and to be honest, the leader, Adrian reminds me of Jim a little! As much as I love Kaleo, I don't know if I could do another year of Kaleo. So I am scared in that aspect. So please be praying for me. We practice for 12 hours a week and are gone 4-6 weekends per semester. Also, if you would like to be an 'official' prayer partner for me, give me a heads up and your email so I can add you to the list.
Love you! And I would adore if I heard from you guys!
Lynnea
Friday, September 2, 2011
pray?
For the first time in a very long time I don't have the "one" person in my life to go to and vent and cry and always share my life's frustrations and joys with. I think this partly may be because I have been slowly needing less pouring into and am doing more of the pouring in. Or maybe I do have someone and just don't feel okay with going to that person. Regardless, I am struggling right now. So I'm gonna share here with you guys.
Because it's practical stuff, not so much psychological and all that, I would usually call my Dad or Mom in a situation like this and be like heeey, this is the situation, what do you suggest I do to fix it? The problem with that this time is I know their answer - quit. Quit basketball. Quit the TESOL program. And either come home or go into an easier program and don't play sports. I reeeeally don't want to quit. I'll tell you why in a minute.
Okay, here's the situation: I'm sick and fading, but I think it's partly, if not mostly, due to psychological stress. I've woken up every morning here in the wonderful land of Caronport feeling extremely nauseous. I have little to no appetite at all times. I've thrown up enough times. For the last two days I've had waves of nausea followed by waves of intense headache followed by a period of feeling completely fine. And this cycle has repeated constantly, beginning when I wake up in the morning. And class has been 8:30-5 every day, followed by homework and assignments, followed by making of meals and dishes, followed by 8-10 basketball practice. Typical, easy day, right? Maybe I'm just weaker than the rest of the human population. I'm still spending a very good chunk of my days in prayer and reading the Word. I've screamed out in frustration, had anxiety attacks/hyperventilation, passed out once - though I think that was mostly from physical exertion in practice. The headaches destroy me the most.
But I was called here. I know it. I KNOW I'm supposed to be here. And I KNOW I'm supposed to be playing ball. And I know that it is impossible on my own strength. I know I need to trust and rely on the powerful One and stop worrying and leave it up to his perfect plan and will. And I'M TRYING. But all that's seeming to result is me being an absolute tool in my daily interactions, almost seeking attention or something (I do desperately need it, but instead should rest in the truth of being covered in the LORD's love). And then worrying more about not being in shape, not being good enough, not making good impressions, not being present at any of my team's bonding activities this week, not using my food before it goes bad, not getting incredible marks in this class, not pouring into people, not being there for people at home...
Please pray for me. Or something. I know there are ten thousand (million) people out there that are in worse struggles than this. And most if not all of you definitely are going through worse. But I'm not sure what else to do or ask for. And I'm not sure what to do differently. I'm trying to learn what I'm supposed to learn from this. I'm trying to physically take care of myself. I'm trying not to give up. But giving up is basically second nature for me, if not first nature (not to ruin the expression). First it's basketball. Then it's school. Then it's relationships. Then it's God. Then it's life. I don't want to go down that path.
Because it's practical stuff, not so much psychological and all that, I would usually call my Dad or Mom in a situation like this and be like heeey, this is the situation, what do you suggest I do to fix it? The problem with that this time is I know their answer - quit. Quit basketball. Quit the TESOL program. And either come home or go into an easier program and don't play sports. I reeeeally don't want to quit. I'll tell you why in a minute.
Okay, here's the situation: I'm sick and fading, but I think it's partly, if not mostly, due to psychological stress. I've woken up every morning here in the wonderful land of Caronport feeling extremely nauseous. I have little to no appetite at all times. I've thrown up enough times. For the last two days I've had waves of nausea followed by waves of intense headache followed by a period of feeling completely fine. And this cycle has repeated constantly, beginning when I wake up in the morning. And class has been 8:30-5 every day, followed by homework and assignments, followed by making of meals and dishes, followed by 8-10 basketball practice. Typical, easy day, right? Maybe I'm just weaker than the rest of the human population. I'm still spending a very good chunk of my days in prayer and reading the Word. I've screamed out in frustration, had anxiety attacks/hyperventilation, passed out once - though I think that was mostly from physical exertion in practice. The headaches destroy me the most.
But I was called here. I know it. I KNOW I'm supposed to be here. And I KNOW I'm supposed to be playing ball. And I know that it is impossible on my own strength. I know I need to trust and rely on the powerful One and stop worrying and leave it up to his perfect plan and will. And I'M TRYING. But all that's seeming to result is me being an absolute tool in my daily interactions, almost seeking attention or something (I do desperately need it, but instead should rest in the truth of being covered in the LORD's love). And then worrying more about not being in shape, not being good enough, not making good impressions, not being present at any of my team's bonding activities this week, not using my food before it goes bad, not getting incredible marks in this class, not pouring into people, not being there for people at home...
Please pray for me. Or something. I know there are ten thousand (million) people out there that are in worse struggles than this. And most if not all of you definitely are going through worse. But I'm not sure what else to do or ask for. And I'm not sure what to do differently. I'm trying to learn what I'm supposed to learn from this. I'm trying to physically take care of myself. I'm trying not to give up. But giving up is basically second nature for me, if not first nature (not to ruin the expression). First it's basketball. Then it's school. Then it's relationships. Then it's God. Then it's life. I don't want to go down that path.
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