I finally, finally, finally made it through my couple weeks of chaos!!!!
I’ve had 8 exams, six papers due, and four presentations in the last two weeks. Not to mention all the stuff going on with the C-Min bake sale. It was just soooo hectic. Today I slept in, got Musset’s oil changed while he was at work, and then we just lazed about. I only have one assignment due between now and Fall Break and I’m definitely putting it off so I can enjoy my weekend. :)) DID I TELL YOU THAT MY MOMMY IS COMING TO SEE ME?!?!?!?! That’s right!!!! In just a few days she’ll be here!!!! I’m so beyond excited and feeling incredibly blessed to be able to have this time with her.
This is pretty much all I’ve done all day. He broke ice. We cuddled in our matching, cozy socks. He did homework. I napped. :)) We’re pretty productive.
I’ve just been super MIA lately, but I’ve been SOOOOO busy!!!! This semester has just been a HUGE handful. My classes are really demanding and then I’m working anywhere from 15-20 hours a week, and there’s just so much on top of that that’s been really emotionally and kind of mentally consuming in addition to school and work.
The transition from Contact to OC was really rough for me. I was pretty miserable and kinda straight up hateful to the world around me when I first got back. I saw my purpose in life and didn’t see how sitting around with a bunch of upper class, bible belt, Southerners were going to get me any closer to that. I wanted my Inner-city desperately. I don’t understand why just a hundred miles can drastically change the culture of a place, but it did. I knew I didn’t really like Edmond before, but now I knew why. I just really struggled(still struggle) with loving a town and community, even OC’s community that just exuded wealth and excess. I came back from Tulsa with such a lack of patience for anything that wasn’t the inner-city, and kind of an ego trip from having lived in a community that suffered and struggled. It was soooooo not holy or at all Jesus breathed. It took a strong talking to from Musset and a lot of prayer between him and Lizzy, that I realized that I had that superiority complex from my time in Tulsa, and it’s still something I pray about every day, that He gives me love for the people around me, pure, intentional love flowing down from Him. That was the very start of my semester.
The struggle bus continued, as my lovely community of OC likes to say.
We found out early on in the summer that Musset lost his funding (or his scholarship fund ran out? I don’t even exactly understand, and neither does he. The people handling his account aren’t exactly clear. I think they underestimated the rise in tuition when they[his supporting congregation] raised funds to bring him here in 2011, because now his funds just aren’t there anymore.) So he was told that he had to raise the money for two semesters and we spent all summer long working on that, writing the most beautiful fundraising letter ever. Seriously. It was like Christmas in July if you read that letter. Except when we got to OC, we found out that he’s not graduating on time, because of the way engineering classes line up, (oh, what fun.) and now has to cover tuition for three semesters. That’s 33% additional financial burden on him. It’s so stressful and frustrating to work so hard and find out again and again, that it’s not good enough, that there’s just one more thing you need to do before you’re finished.He knows that’s genuinely a part of life, to struggle and endure, but I don’t like it. He’s struggled so much in life, because he’s literally fought for everything he’s had in life, and God has been incredibly merciful to him as well, but it’s always been this process of desperately trying and then having the bar set one notch above. He’s the most driven, hard working person that I know, or hands down exists in this world, and I don’t think He’ll ever stop trying. It hurts me so much to see him so disheartened through it. It’s heart breaking for me to see the person I love most in this life struggle without a way to fix it. It’s so frustrating to me that the people that were supposed to be looking out for him and protecting him throughout this process didn’t even make him aware of this until it was too late, and didn’t do anything to help him. He’s been so hurt, and it’s just been a really hard couple months of processing all of what we have to do and figuring out how to move on from who’s been in this journey with him since he got here in America, but who actually is looking out for him. His family is really struggling and suffering back home, and it’s so hard knowing that he’ll be here even longer while he finishes his education. I just pray we raise the support we need to. I honestly can’t imagine a scenario where we don’t raise the needed support, because it doesn’t seem physically possible that he would go back. Obviously God is capable of anything, I just don’t understand why You would bring a beautiful, orphaned child from a country of chaos to a a place that he can actually receive an education that he’d have no chance of playing for on his own, and then say that he can only have 3/4 of that education. Please help us make sense of this, LORD.
That was a million times longer than I intended it to be, and I appreciate it if you stuck with it. It was kinda just one giant vent session. Stay tuned for the woes of a children’s minister. Definitely not enough room in this post.
Sierra shoves froot-loops up your nose, and offers to give you a mammogram. My life.
- 1 month ago
You find all sorts of interesting things at the market on the weekend. This dude was not happy I was taking his picture because it’s illegal to do what he is doing. He took off pretty fast. This lady is selling turtles and hedge hogs or porky pines idk but they don’t look to appetizing.
Porky pines. All the laughs.Source: bigslash
- 1 month ago
I FaceTimed my boys tonight! This was like the best surprise ever! I gotta talk to my tulsa mama, and my three boys. I miss it all so much. Please pray for these boys. You couldn’t find more precious kids anywhere on earth, and it just hurts my heart that they have so much going against them in this life. I have faith in them, and more importantly faith in God that they can overcome it all. Please pray for Jerode. He was telling me that he was having issues with a teacher at school messing with him. It frustrates me so much when educators are the problem and not the solution. God’s got it covered tho. So thankful for these boys!!!