Saturday, April 28, 2007

Subjuntivo es el Diablo...and about GOD and Vegetables...and a Jamaica Episode


So, I am currenty in level 4 of 8 available spanish classes. I'm at the place where I can understand quite a bit...but it takes me about 5 minutes to think of how I should answer a question or say something.
Well, this level is all about subjuntive which is how you express a desire/wish for another person. For example... "(Espero) que tengas un buen dia" is "I hope you have a good day." The second-person present indicative form is "tienes"...but to find the subjunctive form of a verb, you take the first-person form in present tense indicative and then depending on who you're talking to/about add "es, e, emos, en" if the infinitive form of the verb ends in "ar" and "as, a, amos, an" if the infinite form of the verb ends in "er". So for "tener"...(which is the verb I used in my example,) I take the first-person present tense indicative form, "tengo" and switch the "o" to an "as" so it's in second-person present tense subjuntive. (It was very weird to use the english names having to do with this topic.) Sounds easy enough, right... but it gets very confusing for me. (spanish speakers: Si, tienen algunas sugerencias o correcciones, denmelas por favor.)

So, now that I have that out of the way...on to a slightly more significant topic.
I've been thinking about how often times when I haven't been spending the time that I should be with God, I say something like..."Make me hungry for more of You." (Please, if you've said something like this, don't be offended by what I'm about to say...I am only applying this to myself.) I realized saying that was a selfish and emotional request. Why? Because in essence, I was saying..."God, I don't feel like spending time with you right now, and I'm not going to unless I feel like I need to." It's almost like a little kid, thinking about vegetables. Few and far between are the ones who will voluntarily eat their broccoli off of their plates first, or sneak to the fridge in the middle of the night and quietly grab a handful of lettuce, or cry hysterically in the produce section, "PLEASE, PLEASE! Mom, please just let me have a tomato. JUST ONE!" No, in fact from my personal experience, I would not eat my vegetables out of my own love for them, but because my parents knew that I needed them. So I would not eat them until I was absolutely compelled by my parent to eat them. (For example, sitting at the table for an hour after dinner.) How heartbreaking that must be, when my Father/ Dearest Friend/ Rescuer and Lover of my Soul's deepest longing is to be intimately close to me, and I treat Him like a five year old would treat a plateful of spinach saying, "There's so much else I want to do. I can't eat this. Please make me like spending time with you."
Now, obviously...if that's how I feel, God doesn't hold it against me and beat me over the head...but if I don't feel a "hunger" for God, there are a few possibilities. First, chances are if I am not "hungry" for God and I haven't been spending time with Him, I need to realize what things are filling the place where spending time at God's feet should be. A starving or nutritionally lacking person won't feel like changing until they're in serious danger. I need to decide that whether or not I feel like rearranging or cutting things out of my life, I will commit to do so. Next, if I have been spending time with God I need to realize that when someone is eating regularly, they may not always feel hungry. Granted, when a person eats regularly, their metabolism will become accustomed to that and they will become hungry on a regular basis, but it generally will not be an overwhelming, all consuming pain. Not experiencing that intense pain doesn't mean I should stop eating until I feel it. It would be nice if I always had the appetite to eat like I have on Thanksgiving and Christmas, but that appetite is almost purely emotional...and if I relied on feelings instead of the nutrients, I would only be eating on holidays and when I'm depressed. (Wow, sadly that almost sounds like the average "Christian’s" spiritual life.) People who have experienced true hunger in their lives understand not only the importance, but also the privilege, it is to eat on a regular basis.
So what exactly am I saying? I'm realizing that I need to view spending time with God less like an avoided food group, and more like a RELATIONSHIP. Yes, God does want me to be honest about my feelings and bring them to Him. However, He doesn't want me to base my time with Him on them. Emotions change...constantly...but God is so much greater than my feelings. He is unchanging, faithful, loving, powerful, just, patient, passionate, merciful, all powerful...and when I regularly pursue spending time with Him because of these things, I will find that He will increasingly become the desire of my heart.

Speaking of food related topics...on our way to the weekly after school feeding program, a 5 gallon jug of jamaica juice fell onto a sharp object in the van. There is no carpet in the van...which was a huge blessing, but our feet and a lot of equipment ended up taking a red, sticky bath. Good times, good times!

Friday, April 20, 2007

Some things that I'm thankful for...



Ok... 1. I passed the third level of Spanish today....Woohoo. 2. I got my FM3 back. That means that I'm not illegally living hear...(Not that I'm implying that I was before now or anything.)
We've also had such beautiful weather here. I get to go home for my brother's graduation!!! I am so blessed to have my family and a wonderful church family back home. I also love the church that I attend here...and I'm actually getting a little bit out of the messages now. I'm thankful for our workouts...they've turned out to be a big stress reliever. I'm glad that I am surrounded by people who love Christ. I am so grateful (or greatful?) for my Mac...because I can keep in touch with my family back home. I love the park that I live by and love being able to go for walks in the evening. I am thankful for the challenge of learning a new language. I love spending time with the kids in the ministries I am involved in...and am so humbled by my oportunity to strive for God's heart for them, not be satisfied with my own. I'm thankful for podcasts... (if you don't listen to him already, I would recommend Andy Stanley. ) I am thankful for the peace of God which transends all understanding...and that His joy is my strength...and yes, that I can do all think through Christ who strengthens me. (I'm also thankful that I never have to hear that song again...unless there are anymore surprises from Abe.) There is so much more...in fact, I'm sure that If I truly stopped to thank God for all of the things He has given me I would never run out of things to say.
So, thanks for all of the big and small blessings that you have so generously given to me, Father. (Oh, I'm also thankful for naps...and I think I'll take advantage of that right now.)

Saturday, April 14, 2007

I'm Back...

So I've taken a break from writing for over a month now. I wasn't too worried about it... until I heard that someone had actually checked my blog recently.
The past month has been pretty busy for me. I've had my regular routine of school, church, and ministry. There were also four Chai Alpha teams that we hosted. They helped with starting a group at Cucea, which is the business campus here. They also helped with our children and homeless feeding programs. It was very encouraging to work with them. Two of my classmates from my spanish class have also starting coming to the children's feeding program, which has been an answer to my prayer.

During spring break, I travelled to Galveston, TX and stayed with my Uncle and Aunt. My dad and Grandpa also came down to visit. I was so glad to be able to be refreshed and refocus. I spent most of my time at the Marina where my Uncle works, and learned a lot of interesting things... I don't think I can say more that that without incriminating certain parties:)
I came back to Guadalajara on Friday. Ok here's my story... I wanted to wear a headband, but I know they give me headaches. I decided to tough it out, wear the headband and take Advil. The girls were complimenting my headband when I arrived at the house. We were talking about the lengths we will go in order to keep up appearances. (Ex. instead of removing the headband, taking medicine.) The guys here couldn't understand why we would put ourselves through that...or believe that headbands could cause any discomfort. So, the girls and I took it upon ourselves to give them a lesson in "bearing one another's burdens." So they wore our headbands for the rest of the day. (These guys also have blogs...)

So both breaks are over now...which means I will be writing again:) It's good to be back!