What I want to say:
I’m just an ordinary girl born in San Francisco that used to dream and live through books until real life became tolerable and interesting.
i like people watching, painting, reading, writing, and listening to a variety of any music I hear and enjoy. My passion is character study- in whatever form it comes.
ive been pretty active in life and find it hard to sit back and do nothing unless I’m asleep or totally exhausted from constant work.
i seem super friendly and nice but I’m an introvert and will hit a wall!
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What I’m asked to share:
1. How old are you and what have you been doing lately?
I’m 35/34. I just a finished teaching in Korea – I lived and taught there for 4 1/2 years. I was a public middle school teacher.
2. Childhood/adolescence: Where have you lived? Who are your parents? Your siblings?
I was born in San Francisco and I grew up in the Bay Area. At the end of HighSchool I moved to Sacramento. I grew up in a big family of ten as the second eldest. My Dad was a computer programmer and my Mom a teacher. I went to UCDavis and lived there during college. And I’ve lived in Korea.
3. Your heart: Tell us about the things that have impacted it.
…this seems like a very broad question – and I’m not sure how to answer this….
Life? Christ? People. @@
4. Your interests: What do you love to do? Where do you maybe feel called? What’s your Myers/Briggs? Spiritual gifts? Strengths/weaknesses.
I love to write, read, do art, people watch, watch movies, listen to music, travel, meet people
I feel called to be faithful – to keep seeking Gods will everyday and just do whatever He calls me to. Im an INFJ, #4 enneagram, and a sanguine-melancholic.
Strengths: learning very quickly, Weaknesses: wanting everything to be fixed so trying to fix everything
5. Your spiritual journey: What have been the significant factors and who have been the significant people? What are the highlights?
wow- will fill in later
6. Your pains/issues: What do you struggle with? What do you want to get out of the year to come?
I struggle with being self sufficient. I struggle to stay in the moment and desiring to just cope – be numbly productive. I want to dive deeper into intimacy with the Lord and better receive love from others.
I didn’t grow up in a healthy home. I did get to know the scriptures very well which I’m very grateful for! But I have a lot of pain and triggers from my upbringing. I struggle with knowing how to handle tense situations and am still learning how to resolve conflict instead of just absorbing and ignoring it.
7. Why the World Race? What led you to it? What hopes do you have? What worries?
i went thru Perspectives (a seminary course class about Gods missional heart for the world) and really desire to see the gospel at work in the world, hear the testimonies of how the gospel grew, worship with the indigenous people from everywhere, and feel with my own hands and heart – see with my own eyes and hands the people everywhere that God loves and desires to be in relationship with Him and I.
My friend went and I followed her journey and felt that this was the catalyst to meet my desires stated above and to be stretched beyond what I knew.
8. How can we be praying for you?
Health: that my team and I would stay healthy and safe at each destination, that whatever sicknesses we encounter would be used to further the gospel.
That every situation we encounter would count – to the glory of God
That our team would have grace with eachother and that we would have unity of mind and intention
That we would have wisdom and understanding in each situation
That we would stay emotionally and spiritually healthy – that He would give us words of wisdom and encouragement for eachother
That I would have a few close girls that would be a source of laughter, wisdom, and discipleship for me – and that the Lord would give me girls for whom I could be that for
That I would have time to refresh my energy
That I would learn more about who God is, who I am to Him, and what my calling is in life
That I would learn at least one new manual skill and grow in my relational ability with others – that I would have courage!
That God would give me songs to write
That God would prepare every heart – for those we will encourage and work with, ours to receive what they will also pour into us, for those who don’t know Him yet who we will encounter –
*sigh*
I don’t want to ask this but I think I should: Please pray that there never comes a point on the race when I am not needing God to come thru in ways that only He can.
Please pray for me and for my team! It’s the most essential thing I need for this next year!
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my vision?
I can’t remember if I heard it first or read it first. I only remember how it set my heart on fire. I wish with all my heart that this would embody all I become as time continues:
“So this guy comes up to me and says, “What’s the vision? What’s the big idea?”
I open my mouth and words come out like this…
The vision?
The vision is JESUS – obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.
The vision is an army of young people.
You see bones? I see an army. And they are FREE from materialism.
They laugh at 9-5 little prisons. They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday. They wouldn’t even notice. They know the meaning of the Matrix, the way the west was won.
They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations. They need no passport. People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence.
They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting and
dirty and dying.
What is the vision?
The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It gave up the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure.
Light flickers from every secret motive, every private conversation. It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Satan games. This is an army that will lay down its life for the cause. A million times a day its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day win the great ‘Well done’ of faithful sons and daughters.
Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night. They don’t need fame from names. Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting
again and again:
“COME ON!”
And this is the sound of the underground. The whisper of history in the making. Foundations shaking. Revolutionaries dreaming once again. Mystery is scheming in whispers. Conspiracy is breathing. This is the sound of the underground
And the army is discipl(in)ed. Young people who beat their bodies into submission.
Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms. The tattoo on their back boasts “for me to live is Christ and to die is gain”
Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes. Winners. Martyrs. Who can stop them? Can hormones hold them back? Can failure succeed? Can fear scare them or death kill them?
And the generation prays like a dying man with groans beyond talking, with warrior cries, sulphuric tears and with great barrow loads of laughter!
Waiting. Watching. 24 – 7 – 365.
Whatever it takes they will give: Breaking the rules. Shaking mediocrity from its cosy little hide. Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs, laughing at labels, fasting essentials. The advertisers cannot mould them. Hollywood cannot hold them. Peer-pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late night parties before the cockerel cries.
They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive inside.
On the outside? They hardly care. They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate but never to hide. Would they surrender their image or their popularity? They would lay down their very lives – swap seats with the man on death row – guilty as hell. A throne for an electric chair.
With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days, they pray as if it all depends on God and live as if it all depends on them.
Their DNA chooses JESUS. (He breathes out, they breathe in.) Their subconscious sings. They had a blood transfusion with Jesus. Their words make demons scream in shopping centres.
Don’t you hear them coming? Herald the weirdos! Summon the losers and the freaks. Here come the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes. They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow, mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension.
Their prayers summon the hounds of heaven and invoke the ancient dream of Eden.
And this vision will be. It will come to pass; it will come easily; it will come soon. How do I know? Because this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God. My tomorrow is his today. My distant hope is his 3D. And my feeble, whispered, faithless prayer invokes a thunderous, resounding, bone-shaking great ‘Amen!’ from countless angels, from heroes of the faith, from Christ himself. And he is the original dreamer, the ultimate winner.
Guaranteed.”
– Pete Greig, written in the 24-7 prayer room
