life is like a cup of starbucks

I am a fairly laid-back person.  Stress is not my friend and so I choose not to invite it in my house.  Being faced with sudden anticipation of having to pay the bills (phone, car/health insurance, rent, etc.) while not having a job really doesn't allow much room for a stress-free life.  I spent a good three weeks at home resting and packing and avoiding being an adult.  Now that I'm looking adulthood in the face, I know that I'm going to need to grow up.  I have depended on my parents as my foundation for 23 years and it's time for me to be radically obedient to my true Foundation. It is so easy to trust in what we have and what is concrete... but what happens when the ground from under us is stripped away?  The gratefulness in my heart toward my parents thus far in my life is immeasurable - but let me add more - I am grateful that my parents are leaving because they are helping me become truly and wholly dependent on God.  Not only am I grateful to them, but to God; for being gracious and allowing me to have this transitional time to become an adult and for providing me with a job (or two).

I asked God to allow me to work as a substitute teacher (check) and at Starbucks (check).  More importantly, I am now asking God to show me why I am working there.  What am I doing to glorify God in my work or in how I interact with my coworkers?  Right now, all I can do is ask these questions and be thankful that God has honored my desire to live a stress-free life - at least for now.

moving out

Well, my parents are cleaning house getting read for the big move to Africa.  I have thoroughly packed up everything I own and cleaned out my room.  Though I should probably be in hysterics, I feel peace about the whole situation.  Not knowing when I will be employed or where to store my things keeps me dependent on God, but altogether I have high hopes for whatever plans the Almighty might have.  Being an adult certainly isn't all it's cracked up to be - since when do 20-somethings have to look at life insurance policies?  Despite my mentality that I'm still in high school, I'm obliged (can you tell I've been reading Austen) to engage in grownup things like insurance, rent, phone bills, etc.  


Back to my parents moving to Africa.  It seems everything I hear or read relates to my parents leaving.  I'm thrilled that my parents are doing what they are doing but I can't seem to stop my eyes from embracing tears whenever I hear something that relates.  At church yesterday I had to stop singing a hymn for fear of an all-out cry sesh in the middle of worship.  The culprit? A Mighty Fortress Is Our God. The words? See below.


Let goods and kindred go,
this mortal life also;

the body they may kill; 
God's truth abideth still; 
his kingdom is forever.

Amen and amen.  

my name is khan

I just watched a movie called My Name Is Khan and it was fantastic.  I know not everyone enjoys international films and few people think reading your movie is fun, but it is so worth it.  Very few movies portray many different views and opinions that will allow us to come to our own conclusions - we are spoon-fed ideas and expected to take them and adapt them without question.  My Name Is Khan is a film that represents all types of people; Muslims, Hindus, Christians, Republicans, Democrats, adults, children - you name it.  Regardless of our religious beliefs, we should refuse to take part in stereotyping individuals based on the way they look.  Being vulnerable is not easy, but we need to remember that opening up and taking risks is a part of life and we cannot function in community with others unless we are willing to be vulnerable.

So basically, you should watch the movie.