Monday, July 28, 2014

The End of a Chapter

Ephesians 3:20-21 (ESV) Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

Hello to all my blog buddies!!
I realize a blog post is way overdue but I wanted to give a life update as a chapter of my life closes with the ending of my internship with RUF. But before I update, I want to just say a few words about the internship

The RUF Internship changed my life. Radically.It took me out (WAY OUT) of my comfort zone almost immediately. It started with support raising then a big move out into the wild west. I started “friend speed dating,” as I like to call it, with freshmen girls who were pretty unsure why I wanted to drink coffee with them so badly. 
It took me almost a year to transition from Mississippian to Texan, Rebel to Aggie, student to intern, scared to trusting. I had as many breakthroughs as I had breakdowns and they were all met with grace at the hands of my Campus Minister, Ben Hailey, and his wife, Beth. They interjected the Gospel whether I was laughing or crying and showed me what real freedom in Christ looks like. God used them mightily to shape me and heal me. 

 My students…

I can't even.  
But truly, they have my heart. I came in with a strong Mississippi accent, big hair and lipstick and they embraced me (eventually). They introduced me to Aggieland the Beautiful, Whataburger Honeybutter Chicken Biscuits at 1am, obscure YouTube videos and the inevitable conference chant/clap combo. They took me country dancing and endured my eye rolls (I hate country music). They are truly the most fun and gracious people I have ever had the pleasure of calling friends. My heart hurts when I remember I’m not going back but I know these little rascals will be a part of my story and my life forever. 











The internship stretched me and stretched me and broke me and picked me back up. Jesus is all about our sanctification so he must be all about the RUF Internship. I am in no way shape or form done with my sanctification but I do know that Jesus sits on the throne in my heart and he is making me newer as each day passes. Thank you RUF. Thank you Ben, Beth, Hannah and Nathan. Thank you Jeremy and Lauren. Thank you to the Aggie RUF clan. Thank you Westminster Pres. And you, my supporters—thank you. From the bottom of my heart. You have given me a gift I can never repay. 
Now for the update!
At the end of May I left the great state of Texas and moved into the Belhaven neighborhood in Jackson, Mississippi, with some of my very best friends from college. This provision of community and housing location was nothing short of a miracle. The Lord also provided a full time job for this summer working for a decorative paint and faux finishing business. Having a history in art makes this job super fun. 

In August I will be headed to RTS (Reformed Theological Seminary) to start the Marriage and Family Therapy and Counseling Masters program! And speaking of the Lord’s blessings, RTS has awarded me with a full tuition paid scholarship through the RUF Intern partnership. I wish words could describe how excited I am and how blessed I feel to be on my way to joining such an incredible community. 

In preparation for the fall, I have been praying and seeking counsel to come up with a way to make ends meet while in seminary. I will be working part time as much as possible with my current job; however, I am a full-time student which means I will be going to class and doing homework for about 45 hours out of the week. I have considered loans, multiple jobs, etc. and I have seen the Lord close those doors. At this point in time I feel the Lord leading me to raise support for my additional financial needs. I have had such an overwhelming outpouring of support from friends, family and even strangers towards my internship with RUF and I know the Lord can provide and will provide again. 

I will be mailing out this letters in about a week and I ask that you consider staying on my team! Please contact me if you have any questions or want to know more!

Now I ask, to Him who is able, that you would know how He has poured out blessings through you in the lives of many. 

Grace and Peace,

Anna

Monday, February 17, 2014

How Steve Jobs (and my messed up heart) Helps Me Avoid My Neighbor


Hello Friends!

I realize it has been quite some time since I wrote on the blog! But no news means you’ve been busy, right? In my case, I have been extremely busy and it has been such a wonderful second year.

What is leading me to write now is a series of thoughts on relationships I have had while working in college ministry for the past year and seven months. Although I am not the first to process these thoughts they are still worth sharing. I am also speaking to myself in all of these things. As much as I have observed what I am sharing in the environment around me, I see it in my own life as well. And for the record, I am not knocking social media in it’s entirety or technology, but I think we can all admit there is a connectivity epidemic among us.

One of the many reasons I love working for RUF is that RUF believes that God works through ordinary means. Ordinary, small, mundane. I would say that 50% of my job is doing everyday things with college students. There’s not much glamour present, but there’s a lot of life. To put it in perspective, let me expand.

We (I am including myself and my generation as well as the college age generation) are the generations of the “upgrade.” We do not commit to anyone or anything unless we believe it to be, in that moment, at it’s peak and in that peak it must be worthy of associating with. We have relationships that are pending, constantly in the “ability of being replaced” zone. We know this because it is hard for us to eat lunch with our friend when we could eat lunch with our iPhone while our friend across the table eats lunch with their iPhone. Both being delusional about their ability to connect with the world, or each other for that matter, considering connectivity feels more real when you get “notifications” instead of hugs.

Connecting is hard for us.

Committing to people is hard for us.

Heck, even committing to moments is hard.

I watch movies while I scroll through Instagram while I text my friend who is not in the room while I sit next to my friend who is in the room who is doing the exact same thing. It is hard to say in that moment that we have anything close to a shared experience.

I realize that we are conditioning ourselves to function mentally at a much faster pace than real life. Our ability to multitask while doing mindless tasks is amazing. Because, of this, simply walking down a street or standing in a line seems far too slow paced for my now conditioned hamster wheel of a mind so I literally don’t know what to do with my hands apart from my phone. We live vicariously through technology, broadcasting the groomed profile of “who we think we should be” and the version of ourselves “who appears to have it together.” Now standing in that very line, the one that was unbearable before, can become a picture on Facebook with a flattering filter with a quote that can be affirmed for the next couple of hours as others scroll through their social media feeds as they stand in similar lines and walk down streets. We live through technology. And when technology finally betrays us, which it will, and leaves us feeling emptier than before, which it will, there are a couple of responses that seem to be more prevalent in my generation. One response is to become cynical and to use social media as an ironic device to mock people who believe it to have any ability to connect authentically. Another response is to write off social media completely and to return to the in-person interactions where you feel more lost than before. In both of these scenarios, we are lost when it comes to connecting with people.

We are unhappy where we are because we think our life is going to receive an upgrade. “Why invest in this person/these people/this experience when I could meet/have new/better one(s)?” We are afraid to put down roots because roots mean you’re staying. And staying, to us: the real movers and shakers of our time, sounds like death. And it is. Let me explain.

Jesus ensures us when we pick up our cross and follow him into the mundane business of loving people, it will feel like death.

It will feel slow; so slow that you have no idea if there has been any movement at all.

People are unpredictable and are not available on demand. You can’t scroll through people’s past, burdens, pain or trust. You have to actually be in that moment. Stay in that moment. Commit to the person your attention and your time.

As Christians, it is imperative that we know the difference between living in the moment and living for the moment. The world tells us to live for the now. There is actually a current campaign running by Pepsi that literally contains those words as its slogan: live for the now. We know this is foolish. I honestly believe that even those who are not Christians could attest that “today” is not a good enough reason to get out of bed, if it is an end in and of itself.

But the key in all of this, I think, is being in the moment.

As our social media and technology take us out of the moment, they provide escape mechanisms. While this can be useful for avoiding pain (even though that will come back to bite in the end) it is also avoiding the real life that is happening a few feet around the screen that we are so devoted to and the life we have groomed into existence. So the problem isn’t really social media or technology. It is our hearts. Our hearts are so afraid of pain or loss or vulnerability that we have no idea how to even comprehend eating a sandwich across the table from our roommate without “escaping” regularly throughout the conversation to ensure the talk maintains surface depth.

Jesus ate a lot of meals. In fact, I would say almost 50% of his time on earth was spent eating across from really messed up people. But I think he was on to something. Because when we sit down to share a meal with someone, or a drink or ice cream or whatever, we are committing to them. We are committing to them for the remainder of the time that it takes to consume whatever it is we have ordered. We are telling them that we chose to spend time looking them in the eye, sharing a moment that is so mundane; it literally happens every day three times a day. Or maybe it’s going to the grocery store or doing laundry or waiting for a class in a common area--But in those moments, those small ordinary moments, if we can stay with people, stay with someone long enough to build trust and long enough to really hear…we might connect and we might see that this is what it looks like to love your neighbor.

Thank you for supporting me as I share really mundane moments with college kids. It’s where Jesus meets us.

Mark 12:28-31
28 And one of the scribes came up and heard them disputing with one another, and seeing that he answered them well, asked him, “Which commandment is the most important of all?” 29 Jesus answered, “The most important is, ‘Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. 30 And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ 31 The second is this: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.”