Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

In which Cru rocks my socks off

I had a very busy day. Stats frightens me. And my prof wouldn't let Nikki in so I'm all alone in a room full of people who probably know more about it already than I'll ever know . . . And Art is scary because Emily told me that she didn't like the prof when she took it. Social Psych is cool though. We get to learn about why people like each other and hate each other. Yay! Choir is also rather frightening because there's a ton of rehearsals and 4 concerts . . . And somehow, I have to work all that in around my work schedule . . . Hm . . .

I had a pretty decent day, aside from my frightening classes. It took me forever to get the mail delivered because I had to train a couple of newbies while I was getting it ready. That was fun though. :-) Between mail and choir, I went to open a savings account and that was exciting because I have two nickels to rub together now! Before I only had pennies to rub together and the only reason I had those is because I found 4 since I moved in. (Yay!)

Choir was fun -- we get to do the Christmas part of Handel's Messiah! Whee! That is SO exciting! And someone is composing some music, specifically for us, and we'll be the first people to ever do it. He isn't even done writing it yet, although Mr. S. told us that it'll be done by the end of the week.

I waited in line forever for my food tonight and I was almost late for church and yeah -- everything was cool though. Then I went to Cru . . .

I almost didn't go to Cru. I got there and things felt very strange so I went to sit on the West side couches. I started to pray because I knew that if I went, I needed to have the right attitude, and I most definitely did NOT have the right attitude. I was very troubled about the whole notion of being there at all, so I prayed that the Lord would give me peace about the whole thing. And He did -- I instantly felt very calm about the whole thing. Then I heard someone talking and it wasn't what he said -- it was his voice -- that made me think, "No. Not again. I'm not doing this." And I felt very strongly that Cru was NOT for God at all and it was all a show to get people to do social stuff with people that they thought were "Christians." I was thinking about the whole situation and I knew that it was Satan telling me that and I began to bind up Satan's lies and cast them (and him) out in the name of Jesus, and I instantly knew that I had to stay. I prayed until it was time to start, and I went in for a while and then they did an ice breaker thing and I began to hear Satan again and I left to do business with him. I came back after the ice breaker and then we had worship. Worship in a congregation is different than leading worship. I'm not used to that one -- it's kinda cool. We did some songs and then Andy talked about what Cru is all about and how it's an international organization that is there to "turn lost students into Christ-centered laborers." I was like, "Dude -- that's good . . . " In all 4 "first Mondays" I've been there (and all three years that I've been involved), I've never heard anyone give an overview of what Campus Crusade is and what it's goal is, other than when our regional director came to talk to the leadership. I was SO pleased to hear Andy talk about that because it kinda sets the agenda for the entire year and people know right off the bat what we're all about. He told an awesome story too. :-)

I think I look like I might bite or something. I'm getting the impression that someone wants to talk to me but they just . . . don't. Am I that scary?
~MK

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