and He rested

As I sit on my floor in the only clear spot in my room, I try to remind myself that this room has looked worse. But I'm pretty sure that it hasn't. This is the worst it has gotten and I'm slightly ashamed. The root of the problem is some of my laundry was wet when I came back up to school after break...they were hung up to dry while other clothes were placed in a pile...one thing led to another....a poster fell down....books piled up. Oh at least Winston's fish bowl is clean :) There has to be more important things in life, though I always have prided myself on being organized. I should stop writing now and go clean but.....nothing is going to up and walk away so I have time. My only concern this morning as I ran out the door was the amount of cords plugged across flammable materials. hmm.

I feel guilty because I enjoyed my break too much. I slept. I SLEPT! One of my friends told me that she wished we had a bank of sleep. We could sleep for days on end, depositing coins into the bank and then when we couldn't sleep due to whatever reason, we would just withdraw coins from the bank. Voila! Brilliant. Well, this past week I deposited a lot, or rather got out of debt. It was wonderful. I should have done work but every single fiber of my being revolted against the idea. I had to remind myself (and be reminded by others) that rest is important! So I have two conflicting feelings....happy or full of regret? hmm.

God rested! It is something that we almost feel guilty doing. We need to constantly be going and going. Why? Why can't we just be. Just sit with no where to go. Enjoy that view, smell that flower, savor that food, smile. I think the whole world should just shut down one day a week. Everyone would not be allowed to drive and technology would be down (except for emergencies of course). Then we could go outside and just be. I'll work on this, just wait. I'm going to start a movement.

The break was just what I needed. It started off with NYC, family, friends and a road trip, Monday I got to visit family in the beautiful countryside, Tuesday I went shopping with my Gramma and hid the One Direction cd as I walked around the store before I bought it so that no one would see it (I love this band, me and every preteen girl in the US and Great Britain...I'm ashamed of this haha), Wednesday was a meal with more family and then church, Thursday was a hang out day with my cousin and her babies (I pretended that they were mine when she left the table to take care one of the children. I don't think that I fooled anyone), Friday was a spa night with a close friend, Saturday was a date day with Josiah: dinner and a show! Sunday was Church and then lunch with Leah and Siah. Sounds like a grocery list. But in a nutshell, that is what I did. The break was sprinkled with long talks on the phone, time with my parents, the reading of the first Hunger Games, walks by the river, Khloe, quiet time and sleep.

Now that I'm back at school and lacking everything from Spring Break, I have to remind myself how fortunate I am to have the problem of "too much school work". How many other people in the world have this problem? How many can even go to school? I just have to remind myself how blessed I am. So blessed. Next time I'm up till three, I'll just have to remind myself how blessed I am to have these opportunities that keep me up so late. My problems are nothing in comparison.

Now...off to clean the room....or sleep.

Eat, Krissy, Eat!

My computer is partially resting on my baby Khloe's body as this fur ball of love sleeps on my lap. I'm quite happy with this arrangement :)

After a tortuous week of late nights and slightly blurry vision, I found myself home for Spring Break. Next thing I knew I was leaving the house at 5:30am to drive down to NYC for a Youth Retreat. I'm always up for last minute adventures so off we (Dad, Mom and Josiah) went to the Big Apple.

As soon as we stepped into the church, we were given breakfast though everyone else had finished eating a while ago. Then we spent the rest of the day in God's word and fellowshipping with the Brothers and Sisters down there. The Church we went  to is primarily a Filipino church. I had a flash back to London with my Filipino Brothers and Sisters there and it made me miss them even more!

The thing I heard the most this past weekend was "Eat, Krissy, Eat!" Even when I was full they insisted on me eating more! Josiah just gave me and my parents a look and said "This is why I gain twenty pounds every time I come down here." We went out to eat with Josiah's girlfriend and her parents and again, I had to basically be rolled away. I would say no thank you and that I was full but they would not take that for an answer! I told myself that I would get more in shape this spring break. Of course I had to start it off by gaining five pounds at the Retreat! But Filipino food is so amazing, and the people are even better...it was hard to leave (I'm not saying that I ate my Filipino friends....I'm saying they are amazing people. Period. :)

I needed this past weekend. I needed the long car ride with my family. I needed another cultural experience. I needed to see a big city again. I needed my time with close Christian friends. I needed laughter and good food. Sleep was not on the agenda but it was totally worth it. I'm more than making up for it this week. If I had it my way, I would go to a Retreat every weekend and be completely filled for the week. I'll start working on this.

On the Ferry from Staten Island to NYC (Yes, I realize I look quite European but I was borrowing the jacket from Neziah. I enjoyed looking European in NYC...why not?)

The view from the Ferry

Wandering around New York City

Mulan

An increase in both good weather and mid-term work calls for many walks and over-worked brains. If one thinks it is a good idea to cross the busiest road on campus by closing one's eyes, holding a "lucky cricket" stretched out in front and yelling back to one's friends that one has "the lucky cricket!"....it is probably not the best idea. Even if it is in imitation of one of the best Disney movies, it is probably not a good idea. Because, even if one looks both ways before this scenario, the friend one is walking with will proceed to yell at said friend that the friend will get killed or something like that. And then the crowd that has decided to wait to cross the road will stand there and stare like the person is crazy. Not that I would know any of this from experience.... but sometimes being sleep deprived and thinking that you're the funniest person in the world causes cars and people to stop and notice just how ridiculous you are. Just saying.

Because you just never know what adventures will happen with a lucky cricket:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjvHcXjAPxI

The Church of the Future

Today I sat in church as one of my dear friends sang a special about God living inside of us. It was a beautiful way to start off the Sunday. As she was leaving the stage, the preacher said "I'm so excited that this is the church of the future." It was a harmless comment that was meant to be encouraging, but as I sat there in the audience I wanted to stand up and say "The Church of the future? No, my Brother, We're the Church of today."

As much as I would like to credit this thought to my own person, I heard it from a preacher this past year and it has stuck. This isn't a rant. I'm not upset but I just want to simply state that, at the age of 21, I am not only the Church of the future, I am the church of today.

Does the Church of today consist of only those who are settled and have careers? Shouldn't it be of the babies crying in the back row? The toddlers eating animal crackers? The preteens who are just grasping what Jesus means to them in their lives? The teenagers surviving high school? The college students trying to figure out their lives? The singles living God's plan for them? The married couples? The families? The widows? The elderly who can barely walk? Don't these all make up the Church of today?

One of the first verses my parents had me memorize was 1 Timothy 4:12 "Let no one despise your youth but be an example to the believers in word, in conduct, in love, in spirit, in faith, in purity." Never is someone to young to serve God and show the world His love.

Yes, I am part of the Church of the future but saying just that makes it seem like I shouldn't be doing anything right now for the Church. So, with that thought, I am part of the Church, His group of Christ-Followers, both today, tomorrow and for the rest of my life.

#BOOM

What happens when Krissy is on duty in first year housing, has a paper to write and as so much work it is simply overwhelming? This little treasure. Though I don't agree with all of it (some of it is clearly overboard) I just love it and I nearly died at the twitter reference. This guy makes me laugh :)

Stuff Christian Girls Say <---- Click on this!

"I'm just waiting for my Samson to come break down the pillars of my loneliness!" haha

Also, I was featured on my College's website about my time in Belgium. Just in case you are interested.

http://www.hws.edu/dailyupdate/NewsDetails.aspx?aid=15140