Swift Providence

Quiet. Quick. Rapid. Loud. Painful. Dark. Death. Still. Numb. A little over a week ago these words described the lives of my friends in Urubamba. Already those words whispered and touched the ears of the boys who reside at that home but Casa Grisoles was their one safe haven, the one chance that had at a life that was more than drugs and pain they previously knew on the streets of Peru. Hector took the boys to see the beach because there was not one of them that had ever seen the ocean before. It just happened to be the weekend of the flood that destroyed their home that the boys and Hector left for the coast. I absolutely believe it was God's absolute divine will and almighty providential hand that led them to the coast that specific weekend. If they had been in Casa Grisoles who knows how much worse things would have had been. Lives would have been lost and you cant just rebuild that. I think about what they must be going through even right now. Are they still mourning? Are they rejoicing at the lives that were saved from destruction by the sea? What little they had in the world was swept away without their even knowing. But in some senses is that not a biblical concept made tangible? Matthew 6:19-20 says

19"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.

These boys, Hector, Maritza, they have nothing left here on Earth but i know that in heaven their rooms are filled with treasures untold. But what does this say about us? If a great flood swept into our lives taking literally every single earthly possession we own save the clothes on our backs how would we react? Would there be any Joy in the realization all turns to dust anyways? Of course there would be mourning and of course it would be horrendous but at the same time would we be able to look past what we lost to see the riches we still have? The true riches of this world can not be measured using and factor in the SI unit system. They can not be detected by taste, touch, smell, sight, or hearing. The true treasures of this world lie in the relationships we make and the memories we share with others. But here in America, here in Alabama, here at Auburn University can we accept that as truth. Easier said than done no? I want to strive towards making this realization evident in my life. I am blessed daily more than i take into count for.

In the end its about the love you've shared and people you've grown with not the car or iphone or fraternity or sorority or SGA position. Its about what you have done to share in love with others. Please keep my friends at Casa Grisoles in your prayers

Big Event 2009

Incredible day with 1700 volunteers braving the cold, wind, and rain all for some selfless giving back to the incredible community we are luck enough to be a part of. My three job site I was in charge of all did incredible jobs! I was blessed not only with incredible owners of the sites we worked at, (Campus Church, Hardy's Children's day-care center, and the Veterans Brick Memorial task 2010) but also three incredible groups of volunteers. We finished the data base for the bricks in a record breaking hour and a half, had the Campus Church site's walls scrubbed, floors mopped and swept, and touch ups done in two hours, and accomplished the large task of re-mulching and cleaning the children's play ground area in four hours. The best part of being a part of this is the feeling you get when one of the owners starts crying tears of gratitude and another asks where the children can write thank you notes to because now they can actually play outside. The credit for this belongs entirely to Auburn SGA and specifically the Big Event Staff. Being in charge of these three sites was hard work but they were only three sites, and forty volunteers of of 1700 total. That is was Auburn is all about, and that is exactly why I love it. War Eagle BE2010!

So we call ourselves Christins, teachers

Being a teacher holds you to a higher standard. So this means we will be judged to a higher extent because we know others are watching us trying to learn from our actions as we are trying to follow in Christ's footsteps. It's what we are called to do, even during Jesus's time on earth the disciples were held to higher standards by the pharasies, "When the Pharisees saw this, they said to him, "Look! Your disciples are doing what is unlawful on the Sabbath." Matthew 12:2

So this is a challenge to those of us who call ourselves Christians: Live for Christ and challenge yourself so you can motivate others.

PS School is kicking my butt. Organismal is disgusting.

WDE