Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Happy Christmas

I turned in my last paper of the semester just yesterday. Now, I'm enjoying my first real day off from school which includes breakfast and a movie with my roommate, Amanda.

We're sitting in our living room watching "The Holiday," which is appropriate considering Christmas is just around the corner. This Christmas seems so surreal, just beyond my reach. It will be the first Christmas that I won't be with my family. It was hard to come to terms with, but I know there is a greater purpose for being here.

"It just doesn't feel like Christmas." Christmas is waking up in layers of sweatshirts and socks. It is opening the door of my room and being greeted by three happy dogs who more than gladly accompany me to the kitchen where I can reliably find my grandmother. It is enjoying an apple turnover and a cup of "cafe au lait" for breakfast and catching a glimpse of a Christmas Day Parade on the television in the living room.

I could go on, but I am realizing that Christmas is much more than that. It's about celebrating the birth of the world's Savior. It's about remembering who we used to be without Him and who we can be with Him. It's a beautiful picture of warmth, love, and hope. I can excitedly look forward to going home one day and celebrating Christ in a way I cannot even begin to imagine.

Thankfully,I can also look forward to going home to Miami in January and seeing my family. It will be oh so sweet! Until then, I will enjoy the time I've been given and, maybe, even experience my first "white Christmas."

Happy Christmas, everyone!

Monday, August 2, 2010

Time and Words

It's been a while and much has happened since February! I've had time, but few words. Now, I have many words, but little time. So, I'll copy and paste my last RUF newsletter for you to read.

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“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.”
-2 Timothy 4:7


I have fought the good fight.

My last semester at Kennesaw State was the hardest for many reasons, one of them being that I did not want to leave. What a beautiful gift the Lord has given me—to walk alongside these young women, to cry with them, to laugh with them, to watch them struggle and grow in faith, to learn from them! I love my girls, my sisters in Christ. The tears I shed as I write this are happy and hopeful ones. Oh, joy!

I have finished the race.
And just like that, two years have come and gone. I am sad to report that I was unable to raise the funds necessary to continue working with RUF for a third year, but I take comfort in knowing that this is a part of God’s perfect and wonderful plan. Still, I am leaving RUF with a $3000 deficit. Anything you can give in my name from now on will be used to chip away at this deficit. By all measurable human standards, I should not have been able to raise enough money in my first or second year. THANK YOU for making these past two years a reality! God has been at work through you and me. I eagerly wait to see the ways in which He will continue to use the RUF ministry at KSU.

I have kept the faith.
Now what? Well, I have applied and been accepted to Covenant Theological Seminary in Saint Louis, Missouri. I will start the Masters in Counseling program this August. The lessons I’ve learned and the experiences I’ve had during the past couple of years will certainly add to my future education, giving me a frame of reference to think about counseling practices from a Biblical perspective. I don’t know where God will take me after I finish my studies in 2013, but I would love to come back to college ministry. Until then, let’s keep in touch.

Friday, February 26, 2010

My Pappy


Two weeks ago, I lost my grandfather. In a very real sense, I lost the only father I have ever known. He was 80 years old. He lived a good, long life. Of course, we always want more time, one more chance to say "I love you," one more long embrace, a minute to glimpse one more smile. However, if we are honest with ourselves, it would never be quite enough. We would plead for just a bit more.

When I remember him, I am eight years old again. I am walking out of my elementary school. There he is...standing with his legs shoulder-width apart and his hands behind his back. I walk towards him, he takes my bookbag, and we walk together to the bus stop. I run ahead and collect mahogany seeds and store them in my art box. He urges me to continue walking. We are sitting side-by-side on the bus. I link my arm with his and rest my head on his upper arm. He gently wakes me up when we reach home. I groggily get up and we start to walk two blocks home. My eyelids are still heavy, so I tell him that I am going to close my eyes and he has to lead me. I hold his hand and repeatedly ask him if there is anything in front of me. I peek a few times until we get home and the game is over. We shared a similar experience nearly every afternoon after school for several years.


I had nearly twenty-four wonderful years with my "pappy" as I called him, nearly two and a half decades full of memories by which to remember him. I didn't get to say goodbye, but neither did he. We knew we loved each other. That's enough for me because a simple "goodbye" would not have done our relationship justice. I would have pled for just a little bit more.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Growing in Grace

This past weekend was RUF's Winter Conference for all the Georgia schools. We brought 14 students from Kennesaw State down to Forsyth, GA for the weekend. The theme of this year's conference was "Growing in Grace." Worship sessions, prayer, seminars, dodgeball, and a bonfire were among the many activities of the weekend.

I had the privilege of leading a seminar for girls about our body image in light of God's grace. I called it "Mirror, Mirror on the wall." My prayer for my seminar was that the girls would come away from it thinking about the ways in which their body image is or can become an idol. We had two sessions, one Saturday morning and one Saturday evening. Both sessions went well. I wanted to convey the message that obsessing over our looks is our way of showing that we don't believe that we are loved enough, let alone infinitely loved by THE GOD OF THE UNIVERSE!! I also wanted to stress that beauty is more than what we look like.

In preparing for this talk, I learned a lot about the ways in which I struggle with finding myself beautiful. The Lord was teaching me, even as I was hearing myself talk. It's a beautiful thing to be able to encourage young women in the freedom the Gospel gives.

Overall, the weekend went well with no major obstacles. i hope that all the students and leaders have gone home encouraged and excited about the lifelong process of growing in grace.

Here's a picture of me and the girls on the night of the bonfire.

Monday, February 1, 2010

RUF and Tumble

I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to post an update. These past four weeks have been...I don't think there is one word that can encapsulate my sentiments. How about 4 words...

FAST. I've finally stopped writing 2009-just in time for February to make it's annual debut. The first week of January practically didn't exist because I slept through it. Explanation-I got my wisdom teeth removed. Let's just say that the ability to chew is a blessing! The beginning of each semester is always a fast-paced whirlwind. We plan for the semester, prepare small group materials, meet and pursue new students, and adapt to new schedules.

SORROWFUL. I'm assuming most of you have heard about the earthquakes in Haiti. I have over a dozen close relatives who live in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. I used to spend the summers in Haiti with my grandparents when I was younger. The pictures and footage of the devastation in Haiti is hard for anyone to look at. It was especially hard for me to see the, now unrecognizable, places I had been as a child and wonder if my family memebers were buried under the rubble. It was four days before I had news of all my family. No one was seriously hurt. THANK YOU, LORD! About half of them half left the country and come to live with some of us in the U.S. We don't know what God has planned for their lives, but I know that the Lord is in total control over this.

DYNAMIC. As much as I wanted to continue serving at Kennesaw State University, it just wasn't in God's plan for me. Several factors, including difficulty raising support, led me to the decision not to pursue a third year of this wonderful internship. I have already learned so much about ministry and myself and it's not over yet...hopefully. ($5000 in support still needed) I have decided to apply to a few seminaries to get a degree in Biblical counseling. My experience through RUF has confirmed and even intensified my desire to pursue this path. A lot is going to change this year.

EXCITING. At RUF Staff Training, we are told that interns tend to be more fruitful in their second year. I find this to be true of me. I used to dip my toe into the water and test it. Now, I can leap into deeper conversations with girls I have just met. It's liberating for both me and the girls. I'm here for God's kingdom work and it's so exciting to see all that He is doing. I can't wait to tell you more!