Sunday, April 22, 2012

Inner Discoveries of the Ebb and Flow of Boliving-Year 1


This year has taught me a lot about myself—who God has created me to be, how He is transforming me, and who I am becoming through this transformation.

Here is what I’ve been realizing this year…

I don’t believe I’m a “natural” teacher. I think I’ve mentioned this in another post, but I really believe I have to work at it more than most, because I have a lot of things going against me:  1. I’m a procrastinator. 2. I’m an introvert 3. I’m not much of a planner 4. I’m not gifted at organization….these are things that I have to work on/work against…and sometimes I wonder why God led me into this profession when I've had to work against my natural tendencies. But I do believe that God has supernaturally worked in and through these deficiencies and has been stretching me, shaping me, and making me trust Him more when some days all I want to do is curl up in a ball and hide from everything. If teaching is what it takes for Him to make me grow and trust Him, and I am able to glorify and serve Him through this, as well as experience the rewards of learning and love from these kids, then it makes sense why He brought me here. And I also know that I can’t come to any conclusion/decision/opinion about teaching after 1 year of it…not to mention being in a foreign country with very little Spanish ability. The first year is survival, I've heard (aka "complete chaos").

I mentioned I’m an introvert. Now, I haven’t been sure on this…but am finally taking a stance and saying yes, I am an introvert. I love people. I love being around them. I feel like I’m missing out on things if I choose to stay in my room on a Saturday night, like I did tonight. Yet, I’m realizing I desperately NEED time to myself. And when I get it, I love it and savor it and don’t want to go to bed just because I feel like I have more reading and writing and processing and reflecting and praying and guitar-playing and whatever…to do alone. I feel I finally am connected to myself and my heart and my mind, and things make more sense. I began to realize that I’m much more of an introvert than I think I am when I was on spring break in Buenos Aires. I realized, after getting there, that while it’s great to see a new city and be with friends, I really just wanted to sleep and be by myself in my room in La Paz. Conversations and new sights were overwhelming to me, and I felt like I couldn’t process it all or respond to it or fully enjoy it like I wanted to. And it’s because I needed a BREAK from everything—not just La Paz. Like, I needed to be in full, shut-down, anti-social, leave-me-alone, solitary confinement for a time. It seems funny that it’s taken me this long to realize about myself, but it has been a strange internal battle that I haven’t been able to figure out. It doesn’t seem natural to fight against my desire to hang out with people and go places and see new things. But if I can’t fully be THERE, engaged with those people, then what’s the point? I need to listen more to that still small voice inside of me that says “Jules, you need to be still. You need to quiet your heart. You need to stop and process what’s going on around you. I’ll give you the peace, joy, energy, and bits of clarity that you need to be fully alive with people and in your day-to-day routine.”

Another realization that this year has brought is that I still find myself falling into the same sinful patterns as I’ve struggled with for awhile.  It’s frustrating. I want to be done with these things. However, I’ve seen God’s slow process of sanctification in me, as I feel I have been able to see more clearly its destruction, and consequently, quickly destroy these thoughts/actions with the increased wisdom and strength I’ve felt the Spirit give me. I feel that this year more than ever I’ve been able to truly realize and believe in God’s unconditional love for me and hold on my life and my future. And because of this, I see myself handling things in a manner that is more mature, more Christ-like…and I’m walking away with confidence that, through God's promised and apparent sanctification, I can still defeat these patterns of sin if I keep choosing to believe He loves me and made me exactly who I am for a reason, is sovereign and behind every detail of my life, and has a future laid out for me that is better than what I can plan for myself. If God is for me and with me, who or what can possibly destroy me? I am more than a conqueror through Christ.

I have a long way to go. I have a lot of this year and what’s happened to me and in me and through me and around me to still process. I have lots of thoughts about what I need to work on and how to live better and more sacrificially next year. I have no idea how long I’ll stay in Bolivia. I have no idea what’s after Bolivia. I have my own plans floating around in my head, but I know better than to concretely say, “This is what I’m going to do.”…my heart, my mind, my desires, and my viewpoints can easily change. Experiences here, friends, books, and ultimately God’s work in my heart, are changing these things already. I’m figuring out who God created me to be, how to be a servant, how to live radically, how to be disciplined, what I need to do to be holistically healthy, how to be patient, how to love better, etc. etc. I’m sure grateful for the work God has done in me this year. And it’s not over yet…

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

8 Weeks


I have less than 8 weeks of school left, and exactly 8 more weeks until I go home for the summer. And I know it’s going to fly by.

Less than 8 weeks until I am done with my first year of teaching.

Less than 8 weeks of being with these crazy, hyper, distracted, smart, loving, beautiful little children every day.

8 more weeks until I say goodbye to some teachers who have become pretty dear friends to me in just 9 months.

8 more weeks until I am home in Downers Grove, IL and get to be with my family and friends and RELAX!

That last one I’ve been thinking about more and more lately, as this semester has thrown at me many more curveballs and trials and stressors that have wrought more emotions than the last did. I’ve more often had the sentiment of “I want my mommy!” than maybe at any other point of my adult life. (And I still really, really do…!)

But I know my mindset right now needs to be:
8 more weeks to still invest myself fully in the community and in my work.

It’s so easy to coast. It’s so easy to say “It really doesn’t matter at this point and I’m just going to try to make things as easy as possible for myself until my flight home on June 6.”

But I know God wants to use me still. And if I’m not in tune with the Spirit and how God wants to use me in the lives of my students, parents, the staff, and friends of mine in the community, I’ll be wasting my last 8 weeks here.

While it’s nice to see the end of a rather difficult year is in sight, and an “oasis,” or so it seems, is right around the corner, I don’t want to get lost in my dreaming and forget the beauty and the incompletion that lies in front of me.

I have more work to do, lives to pour into, and encouraging words to speak…There are more adventures to be had, more of La Paz to explore, Spanish to learn, music to play and sing, books to read, and solitude to seek out.

A lot can be done in 8 weeks…especially when given to the Lord, who has time and all of our hearts in His hands.