Expectations

After more than a week without a phone or computer, it was slightly intimidating to return to an inbox of 91 emails. It was weird to type again and to look at a computer screen. It was refreshing to actually be with people all the time instead of interacting with them via a computer screen.

As I mentioned in my last post, for spring break this year, I went to New Orleans with TCF to participate in Katrina rebuild efforts. There were 6 colleges during our week, but the Tufts KRUP (Katrina Relief Urban Plunge) team was comprised of 27 students of diverse faith backgrounds. I learned a lot about myself, about others, and about God. It was an awesome trip. You would think the 33.5 hours (supposed to be 26 hours) coming back up to Boston would make it worse, but it just meant more time to spend with everyone. That’s how awesome the people are.

After hearing stories from last year and forming my own image of what KRUP would be like, I had a lot of expectations going into KRUP. I set myself up for disappointment, and by the third night, I found myself asking God what He was doing in me and what He had planned. After getting prayer, I let go of those expectations, allowing myself to just enjoy the moments I had and to just let myself be open to whatever God had in store. This was critical because it changed my perspective and experience for the whole trip. I was able to appreciate and accept that God was moving in the new friendships and that as long as I was remaining open and faithful, He would use me. In His timing, I would see the fruit. It was okay that I wasn’t participating in a lot of deep, spiritual conversations. I saw God moving in others, and that was enough for me, even if I couldn’t feel it.

However, God had something else in mind. On the fifth night, Andy (TCF staff worker) gave a touching, personal, and appropriately challenging talk. I’ve been praying for a few months now that God would open my eyes to see those around me with His eyes, and I wrote, “I want to see my peers and the poor of New Orleans as Jesus sees them” on a post-it note before we read the passages of the blind man and Zacchaeus. <–(Click to read the passages) “Receive your sight; your faith has healed you.” That hit me hard. I’ve been praying for something that I didn’t realize I already had. My faith has healed me, and I just have to choose to see like Jesus does. I realized all of that before we discussed the passage as a small group. Then things got crazy. My small group just blew me away with the things they saw in the passage, including a step by step plan of how one could follow Jesus. And then one of them ended up deciding to follow Jesus!!!!! And her story is so incredible that I just know that God is going to use her testimony to touch many hearts.

I went into my first missions trip with expectations, and God exceeded them. I am disappointed that I didn’t get to interact at all really with any NOLA residents, but He answered prayers that we would become a tight-knit team. I am so blessed to have been a small part of someone’s journey to Jesus. Not only that, but it’s not like our small group was having awesome conversations the whole week…we struggled at first and it was hard not to get discouraged, but we ended up being pretty Kruptastic. I didn’t just get to watch Him move in others, but feel Him moving through me. Thanks to my fellow KRUPpers, thanks to everyone who prayed for me, and many many thanks to my Healer, my Father, my Best Friend.

Kruptastic, colon, We’ll Kick the KRUP Out of You!

27 Tufts peeps, ~10 days, 33.5 hours one-way on a bus, 141 students & staff, 1 front page of the Daily, countless memories, and more numbers and corresponding corny comments I could try to think of.

After arriving in Medford after 33.5 hours traveling from New Orleans, I was a bit restless slash mentally unstable. I am now having separation anxiety from the warm weather and from being with my fellow KRUP teammates all the time. Extended love family, I miss you so. In a brotherly way of course. I would much rather be on the merry-go-round with y’all than procrastinating on all the work I should be doing. The family tree is kinda epic though, so that makes me feel better.

For spring break this year, I went on a trip with Tufts Christian Fellowship called Katrina Relief Urban Plunge. We participated in post-Katrina rebuild efforts as a team of about 30 Tufts students from diverse faith backgrounds. I don’t have time right now to compose a well-thought out, reflective summary of my trip. Therefore, I will just put lots of key words to memories I’ve had in the past week with occasional explanations. They’re just extremely silly. Sorry, but better blog post to come! I just had to publicly express my love for everyone and for the past week no matter how little sense it makes to the majority of the world’s population.

“A deep blue”/ “CHyea”…I will never grow on this. I will always want to hit something./ “Fleur de love and the Parasites”/”Kruptastic: We’ll Kick the KRUP Out of You”…most awesome small group evuh/ Rebuild Together…the organization we worked with/ “A barrel of laughing babies”/ TILING TEAM…we got the front page of the Tufts Daily!!! It made my day. Would have totally been my facebook status. [http://www.tuftsdaily.com/spring-break-trips-support-relief-efforts-in-new-orleans-1.2523614]/ the KRUP sandwich/”This is Ninja Neesh. Grrrrrrrrrrr”…I’m glad everyone now knows about my brute strength and skillz. Just kidding./ crocodile hunters/ bunnies-of the funny kids variety/ crawfish/ powdered sugar fight/ staff sneak attack/ the laughing game/ “TOOHOOOOOooooooo” followed by someone’s legs getting slapped/sleepover/ “You’re a terrorist…high five”/ Tuftsley!/747/  Swamptastic Krup Children to demolition/ “I want me some shaaRIMP”/ “You have a beautiful voice”/ option 2/ grass throwing/ all-nighter/ contract of love/”Come on, Mr. Frodo. I can’t carry it for you… but I can carry you!”/speed dating/ “Rhwearrr” which went through the process of inspiration, amplification, dedication, multiplication, and other -ations/ “Jump into my arms.”

I know that made absolutely no sense to most of you, but just know that I had an extremely wonderful time with everyone and am looking forward to being reunited with them. It was a blessing to be with this great group of people this past week, and I truly enjoyed spending my spring break with each of them. Who wants to go next year?

p.s.

I now have no facebook, no phone, broken glasses, a broken ‘Y’ key on my keyboard, and a lost ID (it gets me food, gets me into my dorm, pays for laundry easily, and basically helps me survive at Tufts-I’m waiting out one more day to see if it shows up). I am ceasing to exist.

Only You

I am starting to fall off the face of the earth.

Today has been the strangest day. I feel like it’s 4 am on Friday morning or something…1) I took a Nyquil last night and got 8 hours of sleep. 2) Lasted one class, but couldn’t take the weak, achy, feverish feeling anymore. So I got permission to leave class, went to health services just to be told that I have to wait out the virus, then passed out for 2.5 hours. 3) During dinner, a random guy, without knowing, stepped on my jacket, which ended up meaning that he stepped on my phone, and now the screen looks like this…

 

Pretty cool lookin' huh? So colorful :)

I actually just started laughing after seeing it. It’s a pretty hilarious situation. There’s nothing I can do, so why get angry? I don’t really need a phone. I have food, water, sleep, and internet. I’m lucky.

4) I think I lost like 20+ chord sheets I had that were all marked up with my notes from hours of practice. Oh well. 5) Realized yet again how cool Google is. Have you checked out Google Voice??? It’s so cool. The sound quality is amazing.

Everything that I have is fleeting. Food and water don’t nourish my body forever. That’s why I have to keep putting them in my system. Technology is dependable, but not really. Probably more frustrating than anything. Unless I choose to log in to Gmail, no one can contact me. My body fails me when I need to be productive before spring break. The lesson in all this? God is the only thing that remains. Always. I am a dwelling place for His Spirit, and that’s all I could ever ask for. It’s all I will ever need. Everything that’s falling apart around me could have upset me, or stressed me out, but what’s the point of that? I have God, and He’s all I want to depend on. Only Him. I’m actually worrying myself for how cheery I am right now. God, thank you! I know I’ll have a quick recovery :)

Without facebook or a phone for a while, I actually am tempted to stop blogging too. Then seriously, no one would know what’s happening in my life. However, I’ve been getting a lot of words of encouragement about how this blog has blessed them, and that’s exactly what I pray for this blog to do. You’re not stalking me, you’re doing exactly what I want. Reading it and hopefully hearing what God has to say through my experiences. Love you all so much. P.s. I have a google voice number now, so email me if you want it, or just email me/gchat me!