Monthly Archives: November 2008

Realization

 

So I went home with the intent of talking to my parents about East Asia. When it came to missions that was ALL that intended to talk about. We were talking about what I would do after school and I had not even brought East Asia up yet, and my mom mentioned that my aunt had told her that I was going to be a missionary after school. I froze. I had forgotten that I had written that in my SDSP follow up letter. I was not prepared to have the Interning/Stinting conversation with my parents yet, but I had to, now that it was out. I decided to just let my mom talk and I would listen. And boy did she have a lot to say, especially about Campus Crusade.

1. Campus Crusade really pushes summer projects (agreed)
2. Maybe just maybe that out of these thousands of kids who go, it may not really be God’s will for them to go.
3. Many missionaries do not have to worry about raising support themselves, they have organizations to do it for them.
4. There are kids from San Diego Project who still owe tons in support money and it is an unfair stress to add to their college lives
5. Campus Crusade is too broad of an organization. When you have so many people from so many denominations working together, with very different beliefs, it is hard, and the gospel I preach may not be the gospel I believe.

Honestly, these are some of the things that I have been thinking about lately too. I have been really troubled with the message being preached. It is too mushy, too much like they just are telling people what they want to hear. I have been feeling like it I am suffocating in Cru for a gospel I don’t agree with. I think that Cru is great for drawing non-believers in, but it is not a be-all-end-all. And I honestly can’t see myself being happy working for Crusade for the rest of my life. And as far as East Asia goes. I just can’t do it. I thought it was God’s will for me, but really it is Cru’s will for me. It would be financially irresponsible of me to go to East Asia this summer. It would be unfair of me to ask for more support from my family when my brother and sister may want to go on a missions trip in future summers.

My mom’s suggestion. I stay and work this summer, save my money and buy a car. Then I will be set to get myself to and from a job after school. And then, if I really want to be a missionary, I need to get more schooling and more training. And I need to get rooted in a church. Which she proceeded to ask me where I was going to church. Was not really ready to have that conversation with her either. I told her I had been going to a Catholic Church, really unsure of what she would say about that. Surprisingly she was not upset. She told me that it surprised her that I would go to a church that worshipped Mary and believed in Purgatory and stuff. Kind of made me uncomfortable to hear those misconceptions, even though it was exactly what I had said almost three months ago. She will be disappointed if I am not Baptist like she is (though I would love to argue with her about that, I felt that it would be inappropriate at the time), but that she wanted me to make the decision I felt was right.

So after this weekend I have had the following revelations:
1. Leading Bible Study in Cru is great.
2. I am most likely not going to East Asia this summer.
3. I will not be joining Crusade staff.
4. I still have no idea what my future looks like, but it looks different than it did before.

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Going Home!!!

 

In the last six months I have spent 103 days in the Dakotas, 69 days in California, and a mere 12 days in Anoka! Needless to say I am pretty excited to go home. Its no secret that my family life is pretty messed up, and I am sure that by tomorrow night I will be ready to come home, but I am still excited to go home and I am really really going to try pretty hard this weekend. Not only do I have a huge econ project to work on, but I get to talk to my parents even more about going to East Asia this summer. And I get to see my mom for the first time since she got out of the hospital. And it will be nice to get away from Fargo. Lately I have felt trapped being in such a small town and I hope to steal the keys from my sister and take my van for a stroll around the cities and do something fun. Most of all I hope to honestly put in an effort into actually enjoying the family. I don’t know quite what my problem is, but it sucks and I really just want things to go well and I want to stop feeling the way I have felt for the last seven years about them.

Oh, and how can I forget how excited I am about Turkey Day!

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My Mom is in the Hospital

 

I got a strange text from my dad today saying that he was with my mom in the ER because she didn’t feel right, but that she was ok. At first, I was like, ok I guess, but then I had a flashback to last fall when a similar thing happened and so I called him, but he didn’t answer his phone. So I called my sister and asked her what was going on and if she knew where mom and dad were. No use upsetting her if she didn’t know that they were at the hospital. But she gave a “I might know,” and so I basically told her to cut the crap and tell me. Essentially my mom had a minor stroke today. I am so freaking worried about her. Last year she had a seizure and ended up in the hospital for a few days and now she actually had a stroke. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. She is permanently ill and does not seem to be getting better. God is really stretching my limits right now. I don’t want to be at school and I don’t want my mom home alone, because what if this happens again? And I am starting to question if going to East Asia next summer is a good idea or not. What if something happens to her while I am overseas and I need to come home?!

God oh God!
What are you doing to me?! What are you doing to my mother?! I am trying to trust you with all my heart, but God, you are making it really hard. You deal me blow after blow with my emotions and I am ready to just lie down and never get up again, to just give up on everything. God just take it all away, just give me yourself, wrap your Spirit around me. I surrender. I surrender. I can’t do it anymore. I have held back all that I am and now you have been breaking what I hold as valuable this week and I am through with it. I give in. God just please make my mom better, be with her, protect her. Amen.

What I realize the most in this is just how much my mom needs the gospel right now, how desperate this situation is. Her health is failing her…and as much as this saddens me and is difficult to write…I don’t know how much longer she has, because a more intense version of what happened today could easily just….you know. And I know she isn’t right with God. I have had the conversation with her in which she has told me so. I have to reach her, love her ceaselessly because Christ is that important to me, and she is important to me as well. I don’t know what I’m going to do.

-NDB

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Blugh

 

Its just one of those days after one of those days after one of those days after one of those days. By one of those days I mean one of those days when you’re fine one minute and not fine the next. Its like I’m PMS-ing or something (no offense ladies). I hope this doesn’t last too long because it is exhausting.

P.S. Please don’t gossip behind my back about what you read here because it messes things up because I don’t write the FULL story here.

Categories: Miscellanea

Bus Outreach

 

One day we did a public transportation outreach. It was a novel idea becasue in San Diego, public transport gets used a lot. Cole, Eric, and I decided to take the 9 to Old Town and get on the Blue Line trolley for the San Ysidro/Tijuana border and see who we could talk to. So we got on the bus and we met Brian. Brian was from Ireland, probably the only authentic Irishman I have ever talked to and he was in America with many other Irish persons for the summer. Coincidently he had just gotten a job at SeaWorld and so we talked to him about that for awhile. Back home in Ireland, he said that he went to church and that his family was Catholic. But he also said, that church seemed more like something that you have to do and that most people didn’t really believe. I got the sense that he somewhat believed, but wasn’t quite sure. Cole invited him to our employer/co worker picnic we were having at Belmont park later that week, but I don’t think that he showed up. We parted ways at Old Town and then we hopped on the Blue Line trolley. It was pretty crowded because it was about 5:30/6:00. We sat down with a guy who happened to be wearing a SeaWorld polo shirt. His name was Abel and he was a merchandise vending lead. He had been working at SeaWorld for a year or two and was taking generals at a local tech school in San Diego. His intentions were to transfer to UC: Bakersfield this school year, entering as a junior. At first he seemed really quiet, almost annoyed by us, but he soon softened and cheered up a bit. He had grown up going to church with his grandma and it is something that he really enjoyed and in fact plays in the worship band at his church. It was really encouraging to hear about his faith, even through some tough family times. We got to talk to him for about 45 minutes before the trolley reached his stop. At that point it was getting late, so we got off and waited for the next train going back towards Old Town. I saw Abel a few weeks later at Shamu Stadium on one of my free days spent at SeaWorld. I was kind of far away from him and didn’t want to freak him out by being that creeper that he met on the train.

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Well….

 

A sigh of relief. Kind of.
Heartbroken. For sure.
The weight is gone. Which feels good.

Yesterday morning I prayed for clarity. I prayed for clarity, probably harder than I ever had. And God answered that, even if it wasn’t the answer I was hoping for. God. It’s all about him. This is all for him. I must submit to his will, unquestioningly, even if I don’t always want to. I have a lot of stuff on my plate right now, and God says, “here, let me take the cake away, it’s distracting you from the rest of the food.” Am I happy about it? Mmmmm, let’s just say “no”. But am I ok with it? Yes, I don’t really have an option anyways. She was right when she said it had been a long time. It has been a long time and as bad as it feels it feels good, too, to have this weight lifted. Maybe not good, but rather “right”. I am annoyed with myself, though, that I didn’t man up and take control of the situation long ago and that I left it up to her to do it.

Heavenly Father,
I must praise you. I must not let myself be down about this. I asked and you answered and I have to be satisfied with that answer. I value my friendship with her as much as she values her friendship with me, our friendship. God I pray that our friendship will not be diminished. Lord, help me to focus on the things you have before me. God, I remember Romans 5, and I remember that pain is to be endured to make us more like Christ. God that is my only hope, my only prayer. Make me more like Christ. Amen.

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Going for Another Walk

 

I really need to go on a walk again. Tell you why tomorrow maybe.

Categories: Miscellanea

Some California Irrationality For You

 

I really  enjoyed this piece about Prop 2 and Prop 4 which were voted upon in the elections in California this week. Prop 2, which passed, makes it so that farm animals cannot be kept in cramped living spaces. While Prop 4, which failed, makes it so that parents do have the right to know if their underage daughter has an abortion. The logic is extremely faulty as to why Prop 2 should pass, but not Prop 4. Just read the piece.

Categories: America, Sanctity of Life and Marriage

Prostitute on the Bus

 

As I was looking back through some of my writing from pre-project and then on project, I suddenly remembered this incident when we were coming back from SDSU one day. We had just gotten off the trolley and hopped on the route 8 bus and as I watched people file onto the bus, I saw her. She was wearing red heels, a short red skirt, a low cut white shirt, the brightest red lipstick you ever did see. And she was probably 50 or 60. We all knew that she was a hooker, it was obvious. And while I saw some non-project people snicker and make faces, all I could feel was sad. I looked at her and I wondered what had driven her to prostitution. What had society done to her that she had the need to be a prostitute? I wanted to reach out to her, to tell her that Christ could help her, but the bus was so packed that I couldn’t get up and sit next to her. Its unlikely that I would have found the courage to do so anyway, but my heart really did bleed for her. I wonder where she is right now. I wonder if anyone has helped her, has shown her another way. I wish I had been the one to do that, because after all, isn’t that what Christ did for us?

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Horrible Horrible News

 

I just received word that the roommate that I got to fill my spot in the house is moving out at the end of the month. What’s the big deal? I still hadn’t gotten around to making the sublease for him. I am really nervous and really scared now. Are my ex roommates going to start charging me rent again? I hope not. This could not have come at a worse time. When I think about all the expenses I have I cannot even fathom having to take up that burden again. I am reposting the ad I had posted awhile ago, and I hope that I get another postive response. Being praying for me.

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