I think this happens every several months or so... Blogging just doesn't seem to be a high priority for me. Yet as my girlfriend so aptly pointed out tonight, when one works in a ministry, so much of what happens is very personal and can't be fit in a 2-page monthly newsletter. She makes a good point. I can't expect anyone to know what is really going on if I'm not better at making it known.
So I guess today is as good a day as any to start typing again.
But really, what was today? I think I spent the bulk of my morning studying scripture and writing a 2-page monthly newsletter, of all things. They're a bit more challenging than they look, and frankly, I can't help shake the feeling that nobody really reads them... which makes it all the more difficult to put anything of substance in the articles. Nobody's going to read it. Why should I care about the quality? (Unfortunately, my OCD doesn't react well to this... or to bullets... nevermind.)
I suppose with the newsletters I'm trying to get across 4 points:
1. Keep my support team informed what specifically we're doing
2. Let them know that I really appreciate their support and prayers
3. Remind them that I'm really depending on them, which is another way of saying, remind them to send their monthly contribution in (assuming they're contributing monthly)
4. Demonstrate that this is a legitimate ministry and that we are making a difference on campus.
I also appreciate it because it is a monthly guarantee that I'll be praying for each family at least once. Naturally, if they send me a prayer request, I do a good job at keeping it in my prayers... but eventually I get overwhelmed or forgetful. As I mail out my newsletters I get to pray for each family specifically and by name... and I like that. So as a whole, I'd say it's a frustrating plus.
Beyond that, I took a break at noon to go for a run. A nice, easy 5 miles, which seemed to do a lot in lifting my spirits (I've been really frustrated and irritable of recent... not such a great pair of emotions to stew in when trying to minister to others).
This evening was our large group worship gathering. I'm really excited about how it went. Our campus pastor, Gina, gave a response to a recent debate held on campus regarding how could God exist if there is suffering in the world. Admittedly, its a deep and weighty topic devoid of any simple answer. Still, she handled it quite admirably and I was thrilled with how it came out. It may have been her best teaching thus far this semester.
Two of our students led in musical worship to close out the gathering. They did a phenomenal job with it -- its really been amazing to watch them grow in comfort up front over these past several semesters. While one is a music major, it seems there is always a discomfort and anxiety about leading in worship. I remember trying to deal with it myself... I wanted it to be authentic and I was routinely concerned that I would be viewed as prideful or arrogant. They both seem to really be coming into their own up front, and the worship was beautifully simple and powerful. I truly enjoyed it.
So, that brings me close enough to where I am in the immediate sense. I'm about 30 seconds from bed, and looking forward to it.
Maybe we can talk again tomorrow.