Saturday, May 14, 2011

My Beautiful Post-Surgery Face


Hey guys, I had my jaw surgery yesterday morning and it went well. I didn't have a fun time in the hospital cause I had to stay overnight and get pumped with morphine and fun stuff like that the whole time. As you can see I'm pretty swollen and nasty-looking, but the worst of the swelling should be going down in like 2 weeks.

Friday, May 13, 2011

words of wisdom from a certain joje

After traveling roughly 987 kilometers through the treacherous pot hole infested highways of Alberta and British Columbia, filled with agonizing hours of halting construction work, I somehow managed to make it to the mainland. (Before I continue to talk about the present, I will briefly discuss my short time at home.)
After I left all of you early in my parents truck headed back to Calgary, I stared out the window with my mascara and tear filled eyes and reflected on the time we all shared together. I realized how much of a family we truly are and how I love each and every one of you. I knew that it was right to leave and that I was prepared to depart from Kaleo which was both exciting and nerve wrecking. When I eventually arrived home, I went to my room and slept. I allowed myself three days of doing absolutely nothing. I cried myself to sleep those three nights because I missed you all so much. After those three days, my sobbing ended, I smartened up and began preparation for my awaited return to BC. I helped out around the house to make things easier for my parents, did errands, unpacked (after a week), packed again and saw a couple of my friends. I watched my little brothers basketball games and realized that he was no longer my cute little brother who enjoyed basketball. He is an amazing athlete and I admire how dedicated he is to his passion. Unfortunately, I did not spend much time with my older brother. I saw him here and there but we don't get along like we used to and that was and still is a very difficult concept for me to grasp.
Being at home was generally uncomfortable. I felt like my family didn't know me. Home should be a place where you feel safe and secure and where I had once felt that, I no longer could feel. I guess you could say I locked myself up in my room for a while avoiding any contact from outsiders. I avoided trips to town in case I saw someone I knew. Obviously thats not how I should deal with things, but I did.
The moment I crossed over the BC border, I felt so free. Since I was young BC had always been a safe place for me, and it still is to this day. I can't explain it, but it just feels like home as cliche as that sounds. My mom drove up with me and I dropped her off at the Tawassa ferry terminal. Then I went to Steve's house for a night. I am currently at Holly's house and am so blessed to be here. I spent the evening with Michael Bayus and Kwon. It was so fun to be back with my friends. I felt so comfortable to be myself around them and not have to worry.
I am looking forward to working at camp this summer, and seeing what God will do in my life and through me.

I love you all!

Jojo

P.S. Any good short Bible verses?

EXTREME HOME REPAIR

Today started out hectic and embarassing. Three interviews from different newspapers with no time inbetween, one newspaper was even representing our whole province. I hated publicity, somehow I associated every camera with corruption and never saw the greatness that came out of today until now. I never let my self trust God and know that He brings good out of every thing. Romans 8:28 tells us that "and we know that all things work together for the good of those who love God." As I was asked questions by reporters and hosts, I thought about how Jim had told me that it was awfully rare for this media attention to happen to people, and that when it does happen I have an overwhelming opporunity. I had a chance to share my heart and involve Christ in a real way! My whole family was captured by photographers and cameras filming our every move.

Now the most important part of my day, after all the cameras were gone and a group of 4o people all prayed over my family and cheered us goodbye my Dad showered money on our family. Not because he had some to spare, he simply doesn't. This is because he no longer holds onto money as if it was his life. My mom and dad left the church because of money and today they bought my family an abundance of things, I usually don't dare to ask but today I felt spoiled. God has caused such a giving heart from my Dad simply because so much has been given to our family.


Today God was faithful again and again and again and again. I am unworthy of a God loving me the way that He does. Today my father with an overwhelming exubarence and passion told my mother and out family something along the lines of "there is no way that this was all by chance," and "God turns everything for the good" like the Bible passage that I had described to him previously. "God isn't only good to our family," my Dad said that "God is this good to everyone." Yes Dad, you have finally seen it. I agreed with Him and my Dad said "yes Sarah, you have seen it so much this year," my Dad finally accepted the miracles that happened at Kaleo and in India to be God's own doing. As I write to you in tears realizing that all it took for my Dad to break down and admit that God is good and real was absolute and utter grace. It was grace!

My Dad asked me "Why would God do this for us? How come us?" I told my Dad it was "because God is obsessed with you," that God loved him and our family so much. My Dad said "I see it," and for the rest of the day, and even now is joyful. My mother sat in silence but her heart is softening quietly just as much as my fathers is. No longer can they deny that God loves them. This pride that I had prayed for to leave, was gone, and my Dad was left with a passion for the Lord, this stubborness is now to procclaim God's reality. My brother died three years ago to add to an overwhelming list of hardships in my parents lives. This hardened their hearts and displayed to them the pain of sin among other things in the world among their hard years growing up. Now God has choosen to pour grace over everything and this has changed our lives.

In ten days, my family will receive a completely renovated house, an opporunity to talk about community and how to change our town on a TV show on Oprah's network, an upgrade in my father's position at work does to this publicity, a greater chance to win the lawsuit of David's car accident against ICBC, and complete financial counselling and help to get our family back on track in three months. Three days to prove that a lifetime of pain was the shadow that proves this sunshine.

Love you long time Kaleo Eight!

As Jim requested some media links of this story:

The Province (BC wide newspaper)

Video of my family's story for the Province(my parent's interview too!)

Aldergrove Star/Langley Times (newspaper)

The Langley Advance (newspaper)

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

sad days.

Hello my lovelies,

I'm writing to tell you all at once that I'm a mess and a half. These past few weeks I've been feeling the numbness wash over me. I've literally been doing nothing for the past little while. I sleep in all day until I have to go to work. I typically wear pajamas until like 4 in the afternoon. I haven't showered in ages. I just have no motivation. I remember at the end of kaleo my word of prayer was that I would be intentional. That has come back and slapped me in the face. When I get sad I typically do nothing. I deprive myself of the things I love. I haven't been reading, listening to music, writing, or hanging with friends. I really don't know whats wrong. I'm just really really sad.

I'm starting to doubt what we had at Kaleo. I'm wondering if I was ever loved or if I loved you guys and it hurts. All of it.

I feel like I'm being wasted. I could be doing things with my time and I could truly be living but I just don't know how right now. I also feel like I need to fake it in front of my family cause they've seen so much change in me so I can't go back to my old self...

Anyway, I guess I'm saying I need prayer. Sorry I've been distant. Sorry I haven't written letters. I wish I could hug you all.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Lost

Have you ever worked on a puzzle and couldn't find where it goes? You work and work at it but nothing seems to fit, you try different pieces and even try to mash it in just so it would work. Well thats the closest thing I was able to come up with to describe how my life is going. Nothing fits. My days are filled with frustration as I try and try again to find something to fill my time and some purpose in which to strive for. I can't seem to find a job no matter how hard I try for one. Community for me is non-existent which is difficult coming out of such a close group as Kaleo. I can't seem to connect with my church, I will regularly sit by myself on sundays and I tried joining a life group but nobody is filling me in as to when we meet. The inactivity is absolutely killing me and I can't do anything about it except keep trying and failing. I can't find God's will in anything or any sense of direction in my life. I feel blind and like the world is rejecting me. I remember talking with Sarah Badke and that maybe I need this rest before going back to life but how can I rest when the rest is killing me?

I fill my days working on my car, creating odd pieces of furniture that I want but don't want to buy (it's my creative side coming out), reading, listening to music and searching for jobs. Maybe hang out with friends once a week or so and of course watch the hockey games.

I guess what I'm saying is that I am totally, completely and utterly frustrated. Nothing is working for me and I have a sneaking suspicion that God has some part in it and I really wish he would let me in on what He's planning 'cause I am totally in the dark.

Anyways thanks for listening to me rant! If you could pray that something comes up for me that would great. Thanks!

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Hey guys! I hope every body's summers have been going well. I've been reading the blogs here, and I am praying for both of your guys' situations Michael and Bret. I'm hoping very much to see both of you guys in the fall.
So ya, I figured I should just let you guys know how my summer has been turning out. On Monday I had applied for several jobs around Drayton, and one of the places seemed fairly interested in my resume, and the way everything was unfolding I was pretty sure I had my summer job, except that night at TaeKwonDo one of the other instructors also offered me a job working on the rigs with his company. After a day and a half of consideration, prayer, and advice from a few people, I decided to go after the oil rig job, which happens to both have its up sides and down sides. The up side is that I wont have any trouble affording my next year of school, and it sounds like I'll probably be able to be around my family and friends (unless they send me up North), but the down side is that the rigs are a dangerous place to be, both physically and spiritually. So while I am going to be striving hard over the summer to maintain a strong relationship with Christ, please continue to pray for my heart, that what I believe will be translated clearly to those around me in my actions and in my words. One of Jim's famous metaphors come to mind, about being the thermostat over the thermometer.
Anyways, that's me, both excited and anxious at this point. I hope to hear from EVERYONE over summer here, and I'll be praying for all of you!
Your Brotha from the same Fatha,

Logan
Guys, thank you so much for all of your prayers. I randomly had a day off today and spent a couple hours in prayer and it felt so good. At first I was annoyed that my boss hadn't scheduled me today because I'd be losing money that I need for school, but spending this morning before the Lord was way more valuable than anything I could have earned today.

Sorry to post twice so close together, but I really really really need you guys to be praying for my family about their decision to let me go to Briercrest. I know a lot of you found out because I can't keep my silly mouth shut when I'm excited, but Wes called me during the last week of Kaleo and offered me a $7500 dollar scholarship if I decided to attend next year. This is sort of how it happened: Wes e-mailed me and asked me to phone him a few weeks ago. I had no idea what this was about and was really nervous. But he picked up and just asked me about India, and my summer plans, etc etc. The whole time I was like "Why is Wes Olmstead calling me and asking me about my life???" But then he said the reason he wanted to talk to me was because he got the scholarship committee to rush through my application and find a scholarship for me. They found one, he said. I wasn't supposed to know until June but he knew it was pretty critical for me to know so he decided to call me and tell me I won a 3-year-long scholarship to Briercrest, $2500 a year. This was TOTALLY undeserved and makes NO SENSE apart from the Lord. Having struggled with doubt all year long, he is proving himself faithful - for the billionth time - that he is here and he loves me and he wants me at Briercrest.

Anyway I told my parents about the scholarship and they weren't very impressed. They said it must be a "big honour" with little enthusiasm, all the while I was screaming in my head YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, IT IS SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT!!! I haven't talked with them much about it since then because I don't want to pressure them and I want to give them time to process this.

This is why I need your prayers so bad right now: I didn't know there was a deadline for me to let the school know whether or not I was planning to accept the scholarship and attend Briercrest in the fall. But Wes e-mailed me just now and told me I needed to let him know by May 15th (next Sunday). This doesn't give me a lot of time to explain this gently to my parents, and it doesn't give them a lot of time to decide. I am terrified beyond belief that they will say no. I am crying just writing this because I need to go to Caronport so badly, for many reasons, but I hate who I am becoming in this city. I miss learning about Jesus and I miss being in the presence of other believers and I miss having people hold me accountable and I am so scared of who I will become if I have to stay here.

I am currently living off my tips from the coffee shop and giving every first paycheck of the month to my parents to repay them for Kaleo, and every second paycheck in my education fund for Briercrest. I hope this speaks loudly to my parents about where my priorities are and how badly I want this. Please pray that the glorious Father will give me the Spirit of wisdom and revelation so that as I speak with my parents, they will come to know Him better. Pray that the eyes of their hearts will be enlightened so that they will know the hope to which He has called both them and myself. Pray that the enemy be struck down in his attempts to keep me from where I am 99% sure I belong (I would say 100% but I do not know the mind of God and He is confusing sometimes concerning His will for us). Pray against my own anxiety and tendency to flare up and speak to my parents harshly and disrespectfully when they are unable to understand the faith and my reasons for wanting to go to Saskatchewan next year.

I don't know what I'd do without you guys.

Love,
Bret

PS. Michael I am so sorry to be hogging the blog after your incredible post. Know that I read it with tears in my eyes and I am praying for you, brother.



An Eventful Day and a Transformation

So many Kaleos got a text from me today (if you didn't it doesn't mean I don't love you it means I don't have your phone number) to pray for me and my family. Thinks haven’t been the best since I've gotten back but today was the hardest and probably most eventful day since Kaleo Graduation, but let’s start from the begging and don't worry there is a happyish ending. Also I'm sorry about it is late and most of this is hard to get into words. Though some of this may be hard to read because my home life is complicated....

Before you start I love you all and I really need to start reading this blog, which I'll do tomorrow.

I'm sure many of you felt the same way but the moment I got hoe I pretty much felt spiritually alone, my mom is a believer but it really strange talking to her about Christ and one the first day home trying to affirm her to go further into her faith; well it didn't end too well. Than a week later my “brother” cat that likes to attack me got and of course, he started to threat suicide; the worst part is that I can't even tell if this a joke or not. By the grace of God we found the cat and diffused that situation.

Since then I've been trying to get a job to get money for Briercrest and have been unable to find anything and having no friends and nothing to have been very bored at home. However, I never see my Sobro (sister brother?) because he is always awake and different times and my mom is working super overtime because its tax time so I'm literally alone all the time. I try and help at my church and stuff but it’s just such a stale experience; I forgot how cold a church can be. Being in all this it didn't take long at all to just fall back into my old way of life again: depression, excluding myself, etc. In fact, on night I wondered if I should even bother going to Briercrest. What made this all the worse was that I felt that I was on to some big transformation at the end of Kaleo and now it was slipping through my hands and the best I tried I couldn't get it; if I even wanted it anymore. Which leads us to today

I finally got a call from someone (thank God) for a job interview. However, an argument broke out between my “brother” and my mom, and not the usually ones. Now you have to understand that my “brother” has boxes of stuff just laying around our small town house and kitty litter box in his room that almost never gets changed so it smells in this house and it’s a content source of tension; also it doesn't help my “brother” is out of a job and can't get one because a name change. I had to actually step in and pin my “brother” to the wall with my fore arm and rip my mom's hands off his throat (really unexpected). I really was ready to take him outside and beat him there though I was so angry. After a few hours of facilitating this discussion a horrible slow pace because my “brother” has the emotional maturity of a grade nine and the anger of, well, more than Stephen's rage mode, my mom called my “brother” a girl (truly by accident), however he raged harder than I've ever seen and of course all the work down the drain. After that it took a while to get him to come out of his room and of course a ton of shouting was involved. After that the discussion went all over the place; I was just trying to get them to talk to mend the relationship however I could. After a while though my “brother's” cat decided to attack me again. Now I got him really good, and yes I am bragging. I threw him in the corner, smothered him with my Kaleo hoodie and right before I drove my fist down into him (trust me I have four bleeding marks on my arm, it needed to be done) I got stopped by my “brother”. For some reason we all had a common “enemy” and then everything defused faster than I've ever seen it happen and really everything is OK again for now. However, these were the events; let me tell you the effect on me.

In the midst of feeling very alone spiritual I was trying to push this change I expressed at Mt. Washington, to stop being a hermit and start living in this world; give up the things that would keep me away from living a life fully for God. Throughout the last year God had showed what these things are in my life and he at this point exactly what they were and a taste of the life he had planned out for me but I couldn't leave my own comfort. I knew so well the life I have is death and let I wanted to cling to it. The enemy isn't trying to make me stray but to make me stay out of the game all together. However, My “brother” and me aren’t so different, we suffer from many of the same things but today it was as if I was seeing my sin personified and I knew I couldn't keep living like this if I want my life to count for anything in the kingdom. In the past few days I could feel myself moving toward this change again though but it was today that allowed it to be completed. I grew so much and learned so much at Kaleo but it took the pain of the world to learn something that I couldn't possible learn in the greenhouse. My brothers and sisters will come and go but only God will remain constant and so I did something Janet suggested to me and two of my friends at my church (Stephen Shultz and Jon Morrison) affirmed in my: don't hide behind your hair. In short, if I want to be taken seriously as an Anchor I can't keep looking like this and it has become something that was actually hindering my spiritual growth. So today, I got a haircut and it the single hardest thing I've had to do since saying good bye to you all. I felt like I was going to cry just walking into the hair dresser and it didn't help that my mom and the hair dresser went on and on about looking better; they had no idea how much of a spiritual act this was for me and I couldn’t explain but only cry out to God and wish I had someone’s hand to hold. The hair dresser even stopped me twice to ask if I was alright because I was crying (Even as I writing this I'm misting up). My mind kept going back to Jim talking about the God chiselling off parts of the marble to because what he wants it to be, and it was so hard but it needed to be done. It wasn't just a haircut but a baptism; dyeing to me; a real act of submission. My cover of safety was blown and this thing I used to find my identity in dead. So, from today May 3rd 2011 I will be a real AIT (Anchor in Training) for God and live in this world because I saw the pain of sin and felt the need for the God and to be transformed in my life. And Hallelujah God has come through already, only an hour later I got a job as Subway, and I start tomorrow at 8 (I was running through the streets with joy). I wish you guys could have been there, I needed the support, but God will support you through all your trials and pains. Even if your flesh is torn (which I can testify to now) it is for good and do not fear. I can not really on you guys or on other believers but only on God so that when I am alone I can still be a light to the world. I love you guys but I need to find my strength from the Lord and not from man, only than can I can be like Jesus. It took the pain of the world and the split of the community to learn and surely I could have never learned this lesson had I still be in Kaleo (BTW I still love community though lol). This is the best I could contain my day in words, please pray for me and my family and tell me how I can pray for you.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

REALITY SUCKS

EVERYBODY!!

So just a quick post. I have talked to many in you in recent days and my life does not need to be dictated in insane detail because it is pretty uneventful.

I am just worried because I literally have no accountability here at home. My three best friends are moving across the country for the summer and my brother is going on tour and it is really easy for me to bask in the freedom of being nineteen. Nothing too serious at all, but enough to make me lose touch with the Lord.

Old doubts are resurfacing, old personality traits that I thought I had conquered, old bad habits that I am constantly indulging and trying to justify, and just a lot of anxiety and fear that I can't place.

I know I need to find a way to have a community of believers around me here but it is honestly so hard when I work full-time and do music and stuff on the side. My church is huge and scary. I don't like going. My brother's new relationship is weird and although I love his girlfriend it is hard for me to be around the kind of person he becomes when he is dating someone. Not to mention how it has been tough befriending his new girlfriend when I somehow feel like I am betraying Blythe. I say this all only because Blake has been the only person I have been going to church with in the last couple weeks.

Basically I am typing all of this to say I need prayer. I am sick of being angry and anxious and apathetic and scared and confused. This is not who I really am but I have no one to help me out right now and I know that you guys will plead with the Lord on my behalf. I love you all so much.

it's official.

Just thought I'd tell you all at the same time =) love you all!