Meet with Forefront today. I'm really stoked about some things we talked about and hope to see some things get fleshed out soon. I'm hoping that a couple of these ideas will help me with finding some amazing people who'd like to partner with me in this mission that I've found myself to be a part of.
I went to Barnes and Noble and finished reading a book I started yesterday. (I've come to discover that it's cheaper to buy Starbucks and read at Barnes and Noble than it is to buy the books it takes to satisfy my habit). It was about this girl who killed herself but sent cassette tapes to all of those who in one way or another contributed to her decision to kill herself. They're actions were seemingly small but snowballed rapidly.
I started thinking about how a snide comment and other little deeds can hurt alot more than we ever knew. And as these thoughts of how mighty small things can hurt, a man taking my parking ticket said, "I'm not trying to flirt, but you look very pretty." And then I started to think of how such things worked in a positive way to. A small positive thing like a compliment can have great repercussions.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Rain
Today I was woken by a mighty clap of thunder at 5 am.
I thought, "oh dear, I have to drive to Elizabeth City in great rain today."
Before I left, I was sure to check my email to make sure school had not been canceled due to the torrential downpour. It had not.
Driving down I was pleased to discover that, while steady, the rain was not hard, impeding visibility.
However, upon arriving just a turn away from campus, I discovered the final road on my normal route to be flooded. Not losing heart, I turned to take the next parallel road. Only to find that too flooded, and the next, and the next. I decided that this was quite ridiculous and turned to take a more main road, which we all know are less susceptible to flooding. Dear Elizabeth St, however, had been blocked off by the police due to high water levels. And the officer suggested I try Road St, the street I had just been on. When I returned to "risk it", I was lucky to find a larger vehicle fording the road and followed quickly in its wake.
I did not enjoy discovering that Mid-Atlantic Christian University had become an island. Nor did I enjoy driving down those roads at the end of the day, for all indications that it had once been a river were gone. And while that made driving easier, it was a little frustrating to see that what had caused me so much grief was now, after so short a period, gone without a trace.
Good times
Good times
I thought, "oh dear, I have to drive to Elizabeth City in great rain today."
Before I left, I was sure to check my email to make sure school had not been canceled due to the torrential downpour. It had not.
Driving down I was pleased to discover that, while steady, the rain was not hard, impeding visibility.
However, upon arriving just a turn away from campus, I discovered the final road on my normal route to be flooded. Not losing heart, I turned to take the next parallel road. Only to find that too flooded, and the next, and the next. I decided that this was quite ridiculous and turned to take a more main road, which we all know are less susceptible to flooding. Dear Elizabeth St, however, had been blocked off by the police due to high water levels. And the officer suggested I try Road St, the street I had just been on. When I returned to "risk it", I was lucky to find a larger vehicle fording the road and followed quickly in its wake.
I did not enjoy discovering that Mid-Atlantic Christian University had become an island. Nor did I enjoy driving down those roads at the end of the day, for all indications that it had once been a river were gone. And while that made driving easier, it was a little frustrating to see that what had caused me so much grief was now, after so short a period, gone without a trace.
Good times
Good times
Saturday, February 6, 2010
I gave my first injection!
Today, in Primary Health Care, I learned how to do a Physical exam, dental care, put on gloves in a sterile fashion, give injections, and do a catheterization. My partner was an experienced nurse, taking the class to learn about how to handle medical situations in the non-western world. She was really great and gave me extra pointers on how to do the injections. We practiced on one another with saline. She said I did really well. So for the first time, I gave an injection, but not just one, 3! 3 different kinds!
Tomorrow, I get to sleep in. But Monday, we get to engage in more fun!
Tomorrow, I get to sleep in. But Monday, we get to engage in more fun!
Friday, February 5, 2010
I've completed the Certificate Program!!!
Today was my last class of Language and Society. When I went to GIAL in July, I had then intention of taking the Certificate Program over the course of a year. However, I found that pace to be too slow for my taste and swtiched to the half year route. Unforturnately, I didn't make the switch in time to pick up the Language and Society course. So I just took it and am done with my undergrad work at GIAL. The next time I come to GIAL will be to start my master's work.
Tomorrow I will begin my Primary Health Care class. Three days of intense study concerning how to deal with medical sitations when in the jungle. I'm excited to start, although not to wake up before 7.
Tomorrow I will begin my Primary Health Care class. Three days of intense study concerning how to deal with medical sitations when in the jungle. I'm excited to start, although not to wake up before 7.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Mechanial Misadventures Managed
Yesterday was...fun.
I was on my way to the Fletchers for Thanksgiving Dinner. The Fletchers went to Forefront, my home church, and I randomly ran into them at Northwood church, the church I now attend. On my way there, as I was driving down the interstate, my power steering went out. My first though was, "Ugh!" I pulled off the interstate (conveniently there was an exit right there with a gas station), turned off my car, turned it back on, and expected it to be all better. It was not. So I called my mother who was in Georgia with my uncle who is a mechanic. It was decided that my serpentine belt had broken and that the damages would cost about $200 to fix. Well I don't have $200! With nothing left to do but call Roadside service, I called Fletch to inform him that I would not be at dinner. Well, the Fletchers had other plans.
After picking me up, Fletch took a look at my car and scrutinized the damage. No auto shops were open on Thanksgiving so they took me to their family's. I ate, played cards with AJ and Jewls (Fletch's daughters, 12 and 9), and watched Star Trek in their home theatre (it was nice). Then they took me back to their place, gave me a warm bed, a hot shower, breakfast, and hot tea. At 9:00am, Fletch went back to work on my car. Finding it MIA.
Although I had asked the owner if I could leave the car overnight, it had been towed. $250 to get my car back. But Fletch the Amazing, contacted all the powers be, getting the owner to tell the tow company that I had permission to be there and they released my car without fee. But more than that, they let Fletch work on my car in the lot so that I wouldn't have to tow it out of the tow lot. But after finding wood, going to the scrap yard, looking under hood after hood for the parts, and an assortment of other minor complications tat I won't bore you with, my car is fixed and I am home.
Financial damage: $60
Thank God and His servants, the Fletchers
I was on my way to the Fletchers for Thanksgiving Dinner. The Fletchers went to Forefront, my home church, and I randomly ran into them at Northwood church, the church I now attend. On my way there, as I was driving down the interstate, my power steering went out. My first though was, "Ugh!" I pulled off the interstate (conveniently there was an exit right there with a gas station), turned off my car, turned it back on, and expected it to be all better. It was not. So I called my mother who was in Georgia with my uncle who is a mechanic. It was decided that my serpentine belt had broken and that the damages would cost about $200 to fix. Well I don't have $200! With nothing left to do but call Roadside service, I called Fletch to inform him that I would not be at dinner. Well, the Fletchers had other plans.
After picking me up, Fletch took a look at my car and scrutinized the damage. No auto shops were open on Thanksgiving so they took me to their family's. I ate, played cards with AJ and Jewls (Fletch's daughters, 12 and 9), and watched Star Trek in their home theatre (it was nice). Then they took me back to their place, gave me a warm bed, a hot shower, breakfast, and hot tea. At 9:00am, Fletch went back to work on my car. Finding it MIA.
Although I had asked the owner if I could leave the car overnight, it had been towed. $250 to get my car back. But Fletch the Amazing, contacted all the powers be, getting the owner to tell the tow company that I had permission to be there and they released my car without fee. But more than that, they let Fletch work on my car in the lot so that I wouldn't have to tow it out of the tow lot. But after finding wood, going to the scrap yard, looking under hood after hood for the parts, and an assortment of other minor complications tat I won't bore you with, my car is fixed and I am home.
Financial damage: $60
Thank God and His servants, the Fletchers
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Mmm Thanksgiving!
So the Thanksgiving season is upon us!
Yesterday I went to Walmart and they were sold out of cranberry sauce! I went to get my oil changed and the place was packed with pre-road-trip customers. Today is my last day of class before Thanksgiving break. Tomorrow I'm going up to Fort Worth for Thanksgiving dinner.
Yummy!
My time in Dallas is slipping away faster and faster!
and that's crazy!
Months ago it seemed like I would be here forever.
And now I'm down to counting weeks!
Two weeks til my friends get in and the next week I'm homeward bound!
Yesterday I went to Walmart and they were sold out of cranberry sauce! I went to get my oil changed and the place was packed with pre-road-trip customers. Today is my last day of class before Thanksgiving break. Tomorrow I'm going up to Fort Worth for Thanksgiving dinner.
Yummy!
My time in Dallas is slipping away faster and faster!
and that's crazy!
Months ago it seemed like I would be here forever.
And now I'm down to counting weeks!
Two weeks til my friends get in and the next week I'm homeward bound!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
The National Missionary Convention
This past weekend I went up to Peoria, IL to go to the National Missionary Convention. It was an awesome time to hang out with friends from the Mid-Atlantic Christian University (my undergrad), to meet other people who were interested in missions work, and to hear words of wisdom from seasoned missionaries. The convention was set up with two main sessions, one in the morning and one in the evening, and three workshops, one before lunch and two after. The rest of the time was dedicated to meandering thru the endless rows of booths.
Pioneer Bible Translators had a interest dinner on Friday night. We had a restraunt that we rented and then packed out. Two of the larger tables, seating 8, were taken over by the MACU students!
The whole weekend was awesome and I'm really glad that I had the opportunity to attend!
Pioneer Bible Translators had a interest dinner on Friday night. We had a restraunt that we rented and then packed out. Two of the larger tables, seating 8, were taken over by the MACU students!
The whole weekend was awesome and I'm really glad that I had the opportunity to attend!
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