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A few weeks ago my friend and I were studying for exams. Neither one of us has been known to be exceptionally good at focusing. And our ability to stay on task is decreased when we are studying together. I'll admit, I usually ended up talking most of the time when we were supposed to be studying or writing papers.

On this particular day, I was focused and my friend, whom we'll call Tori, was distracted. The culprit- facebook. She was using documents on her computer to study for a test, which meant that the internet was about two clicks away. Tori admitted that while studying for exams in the past few days, facebook had become a "study break" for her.... More so, it had become a way to avoid studying altogether. She was fed up with her not studying.

This exam in particular was an important one for her to pass. In desperation she said to me, "Why don't you just change the password on my facebook so that I can't get into it." She quickly followed up with, "But when I'm done studying for this exam you can change the password back!"

I agreed to help her out! It takes a strong person to admit they have a problem; it takes an even stronger person to make a change. She told me her facebook password, then I logged into her account and quickly changed the password. She logged out of facebook on her computer and diligently began to study.

The next day already Tori had taken this exam. She texted me, asking for access to her facebook account again. I was busy all day and didn't have time to change the password back right away. I told her I would change it when I had time. I then proceeded to tell her that five people "liked" her status.

Of course, having the run of her facebook, I wrote a status for her. Tori freaked out on me! She texted me back saying, "I will never ever let this happen again!" She thought I was abusing my powers. However, I told her that I would not have posted a status that she did not approve of. I assured her that she was my friend and I wouldn't do anything to hurt or embarrass her. She had trouble trusting me though!

Later that day she regained access to her facebook and all was well again.

I think this is a reflection of our Christian life. Tori hastily made a decision to give me her facebook password. I then had control of her facebook and all that that entailed. Is this not often the way it is when we become followers of Christ? We quickly make a decision to follow Christ, not realizing the implications of our decision. When we say yes to God we are signing off on our life and giving the control over to God.

2 Corinthians 5: 17-18 "Anyone who is joined to Christ is a new being; the old is gone, the new has come. All this is done by God, who through Christ changed us from enemies into his friends and gave us the task of making others his friends also."

We have a new purpose when we accept Christ as our Lord and Saviour.

"All people have been set in the world to display the glory of the true and living God, the great King of the universe, by establishing his will on Earth. In Reformed theology, this role for human beings is often called the "cultural mandate," referring to our blessing and our responsibility to develop culture under the Lordship of Christ (Gen 1:28-30). This finds ultimate fulfillment in Jesus, who commanded the redeemed image of God (his faithful people) to fulfill the cultural mandate through the "gospel mandate" by proclaiming Christ's name throughout the world (Mt 28: 18-20)."

-excerpt taken from NIV Spirit of the Reformation Study Bible

God also calls us to trust Him as we carry out this task set before us. Just as I love my friend and would never intentionally hurt or embarrass her, God loves us more than we will ever know and His aim is not to hurt or embarrass us. As we relinquish control of our lives and let God fulfill His plan though us we must trust him. He knows us best and instructs us to delight ourselves in Him (Psalm 37:4). God will not disappoint us.

Psalm 40: 4-5 "Happy are those who trust the Lord, who do not turn to idols or join those who worship false gods. You have done many things for us, O Lord our God; there is no one like you! You have many wonderful plans for us. I could never speak of them all- their number is so great!"

Another Adventure

My life seems to be one adventure after another. "One way to get the most out of life is to look upon it as an adventure." ~William Feather  While some adventures are more enjoyable than others, I've learned to trust God through it all.

Yesterday I got all four of my wisdom teeth out. The dentist had been telling me for years that I needed to have these teeth removed so I knew the day was coming. My mom said, "It's not so bad. Just think, you only have to have this done once in your life." ...I should add this to my bucket list!? I think not!

I had my appointment in the afternoon and I tried the whole morning, perhaps in vain, not to worry about this routine procedure. Thankfully I was distracted by a busy morning at work. Because of the medication they were going to give me to put me "out," I could not eat or drink anything for six hours prior to the surgery. This was rather difficult for me as I like food and I never go anywhere with out a water bottle. Yes, I thought of all the starving kids around the world and imagined what it must be like for them to go without food for days on end, not just six measly hours like in my case. That helped.

One thirty rolled around- the nurse called out to me from my spot in the waiting room. I followed her down the hall into a quaint room. (I'm also very thankful for the adequate medical care that is accessible to me.) She asked me a few questions and then hooked me up to heart rate and blood pressure monitors. Then she left the room and I decided to get my resting heart rate down as low as I could. I imagined myself relaxing on a beach in Haiti, with the waves crashing in front of me and the warm sun shining down! I also imagined the laughter of Maia, Chloe and Levi as they played in the sand next to me. I got my heart rate down to 60; then the nurse and doctor came in and my heart rate spiked back up. The doctor pricked the needle into my arm and the nurse handed him four little syringes of medication. The last thing I remember is the nurse coming alongside of me and saying, "Why don't you try imagining yourself on the beach or somewhere else relaxing." I replied, "Oh, I've already been at the beach!"

Next thing I know, I woke up, my mouth stuffed with gauze. The nurse led me to the "recovery room" where I laid down on another bed. I was surprised that the whole procedure took only an hour. They've sure mastered ripping those teeth out of your mouth! When my mom came in the nurse gave her some final instructions, asked me how I was doing (um, "ok?"), and then sent us on our way. I don't remember much from the car ride, except that I couldn't feel my tongue and lower lip because of the local anesthesia. I feel asleep immediately after being positioned on the couch at home. My mom came later with my pain prescription, waking me up so I could take it. The pain in my mouth was almost unbearable. I quickly swallowed down the pills, which was quite a feat because my mouth was still numb. I slept on an off the rest of the day, changing the gauze in my mouth every hour (yuck!) and icing my jaw.

I have minimal chipmunk cheeks and, as long as I'm on the pain killers, the pain isn't so bad. I am rather hungry though. It's hard to fill up on soft foods. I've eaten yogurt, pudding, mashed potatoes, a banana peanut butter smoothie, pureed soup and ice cream! Today I'm feeling quite a bit better already. My jaw is just very very sore. Hopefully I won't be as sore again in the morning after a good nights rest.

Thanks for your prayers! And thanks to my mom for taking care of me. I really appreciate having her around!

Exodus 15:26 "For I am the LORD, who heals you."

There's No Place Like Home For the Holidays

There's no place like home for the holidays. Or is there? Experiencing holidays in Haiti was quite different than experiencing them in America. The holiday season in Haiti was simple; that's the easiest way to describe it. What I liked about it was that there was no consumerism (ads, magazines, commercials, ect) and it wasn't very busy. The holidays in America are the exact opposite- consumerized to the max and quite busy. Being away for one holiday season has given me a different perspective on celebrating the holidays here and a new appreciation for this wonderful time of year! Yes, it truly is wonderful.

There are many luxuries:

• McDonald's holiday McFlurry's
• Peppermint mochas
• outdoor Christmas lights strung on houses, over trees, and on lamp posts
• numerous indoor Christmas decorations
• stores galore, for finding that perfect gift for those special people in your life

Wherever you are this holiday season be thankful! Whether you live in a country with plenty or a scarcity of luxuries blessings abound!

2012 SeNioR!

I enjoyed spending a beautiful fall afternoon with my cousin Taylor! These are a few of her senior pictures~

 

*Summer Snapshot

Although there are no palm trees or no ocean nearby, I am appreciating the beauty of Michigan. 

Last weekend the cousins (& aunt Cindee) took a roadtrip to Indianapolis to the Speedrome! 

We went to this specific track to see Figure 8 races- so worth it!!

I applied to GVSU mid-July and.... I will be attending classes there this fall.

I turned 20 this past Monday! My friends insisted we do something- here are a few photos.

I bought a road bike and have been enjoying the long rides!

Last night Tori and I visited Detroit for the Lions preseason game. (It was only a 2.5 hour drive :)

Neither of us had been to Ford Field before. What a night! 

Reality.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11


"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose." Romans 8:28

What if I don't like the plan? What if the plan hurts? Is it really for my good?

I looked through some of my Haiti pictures. And it hurt so badly. It made me want to go back to Haiti. I feel as though my heart is ripped in two. I see those pictures, and memories of people and places come rushing back to me.

For the most part, during my day, I don't think about it- at all. When Haiti is mentioned, or when I'm called by my new nickname, 'Haiti', at work, it goes in one ear and out the other. It means nothing.

Yet, somehow, it means everything. Those last seven months I cannot get back. I know the same people will not all be together like that again and things will never be the same as they were. It seems as if it was one big long dream that happened. Now, it's almost as if I'm sweeping it right under the rug, choosing not to think about it. Did that really all happen? Yes, it did! Haiti was where I found friends, family and my purpose for seven months. I have to constantly remind myself it wasn't a dream. Haiti happened.

When I hear the word 'Haiti' my mind should be racing a million different directions. I don't let it though. I push it from my mind. It's difficult when people ask me about it cause I don't ever say much. I feel bad because I can't say much right now. They're probably thinking, "Hello, you lived there for the past seven months. You should have lots of stories!" I do. But telling you about Haiti would require me to tread into emotions that I'm not ready to deal with.

My heart hurts. I miss everyone and everything I left behind. I can't live like this. I'm not ok. I ache deep inside. I don't know how to take what I learned there and incorporate it into my life here.

People say that re-entry is more difficult to deal with than culture-shock. "There really is no one pattern or set list of symptoms for reverse culture shock. And unlike culture shock, there is no timetable for moving past it... Be patient... Accept re-entry as one more part of the journey." There is hope. "Given time, the majority of travelers will come to some final state of adjustment. They will take the teachings that their experience provided them and put them into the context of their home." For now, I cling to my Father who is my strength and song.

Sometimes life don't go the way you planned
And we all have days when we just don't understand
Searching for meaning, it's not always easy
But your story's not over, it's still being told
~Britt Nicole, Still That Girl

O Canada!

I continued to add to my list of countries visited with our trip to Canada.

June 12 I flew into Detroit with Jenny (a fellow missionary in Haiti), arriving around 11pm. My family and I spent the night at a hotel there. Wednesday we drove to Canada to visit Niagara Falls and some friends of mine from Haiti. I had thought a vacation would be a nice way to ease back into life in America before starting work. I was a little wrong- I didn't get much sleep during the trip and I ended up coming home with an unpleasant cold. I had a great time though and I'm glad we went!

Wednesday night we visited the falls, took lots of pictures, and scoped out all the contraptions that were set up for the man who was going to walk across the falls. We stayed there until dusk in order to see the water illuminated at night. {Nik Wallenda walked across Niagara Falls on Friday night and we already had tickets to a baseball game that night so unfortunately we didn't get to witness that event.} 

Thursday we returned to the falls to do the activities that tourists do (that is, besides taking pictures). We decided to "Journey Behind the Falls." After paying a ridiculous amount of money for an elevator ride we ended up behind the falls. Looking out from behind the falls there wasn't much to see, except thousands of galloons of rushing water. Who would of thought?! We did get very wet from blowing mist when we stood on the observation deck down near the base of one of the waterfalls. Codi, Collin and I decided that was enough of that type of excitement for the trip; we opted to go mini-golfing the rest of the afternoon. The place we picked to golf at was an 18 hole course, inside, illuminated by black lights. It was quite fun and I gave the boys some competition. However, I lost! Oh well. There's always next time.

Thursday night we traveled to Hamilton to spend some time with the Broersma family- Cornelius, Mindy, Chloe and Joel. Joel is the newest addition to their family. He was born about a month and a half ago in Canada. The Broersma's left Haiti a couple months before I did so this was my chance to see Joel before they returned to Haiti. We hung out with Broersma's Friday and Saturday morning too. 

To read about and view pictures from the rest of our adventure, including our walk and a Toronto Blue Jays game, check out Cornelius and Mindy's blog. 

Lodder Family

By my second day away from Haiti I was already missing the Lodder family, especially Maia and Levi. These are the adorable, crazy kids I babysat. We had sweet moments along with our share of rough days. I learned much from these kiddos!! Randy and Karen also took good care of me while I was in Haiti- feeding me, taking me places and giving me rides. 

 A couple of weeks ago we found a bit of time amidst our busy schedules and had a great mini photo shoot. I was a little nervous about taking their family pictures. The kids were ornery but thankfully some of the picture turned out ;) Here are a few of my favorites:

Cat in the Hat

Tasha and I brought the Cat in the Hat to life on a bookcase at some friends of ours school.

When we started a couple of months ago, we had high hopes of replicating the Cat in the Hat from a small picture. 

I showed Tasha how to make squares on the picture, then measure the door to draw enlarged squares there. 

After a few hours we had completed the drawing. Next we painted the red and white base colors. 

A few weeks later, while Tasha was in school, I went back to the school and painted the black lines on the Cat. 

I also added a Dr. Seuss quote in French:

"The more that you read, the more things you will know. 

The more that you learn, the more places you'll go!"

My dear friend, Ari, hosted a tea party for the girls that she takes care of. Since these are also the girls I teach, I agreed to help her out. We served them tea, juice, cookies and sandwiches. They dumped tons of sugar into their tea, gobbled down the food, and spilled the tea and juice everywhere! We enjoyed our Saturday morning with the girls :)