April 10th 1998

15 years ago, God spared my life.

I grew up just down the street from my cousins, the Waldos. Eight of them and five of us made a large, fun group of friends to be around. We played together daily - pretend house, street hockey, back yard soccer, bike rides, caught crayfish in the creek - things kids did before electronics took over :)

On this day, after walking back from the library, we decided to play tag in their back yard. Before the game started, we all decided the back door would be the "safe base". Running all around their back yard, we were enjoying the warmer April afternoon. Minutes into the game, I was being chased by my cousin who was "it", so I booked it for the back door.

Their house is one of the several Victorian era homes in Northville, so while it is a beautiful home, it's materials were older. The back door, a singular French style door, had very thin glass. Upon my arrival to the door, my left hand went through shattering the glass. My wrist was cut open, artery sliced - blood gushing out every time my little 10 year old heart beat.

Blood was squirting every where on their white deck. My aunt called 911 and in moments, the ambulance was there to whisk me away to the ER.  My cousin Leah, also was injured as glass shot into her arm during my impact to the door.

What made this all even more crazy, is both of my parents were out of town - and this is pre-cell phone era! My Grandma was at home watching my little brothers. She quickly came over, dropped off the boys with my aunt, and headed to the hospital with me and my cousin.

After lots of Novocaine, cleaning the wound and being sown up - which resulted in 20+ stitches, we eventually headed home. The doctors said I lost a lot of blood for a 10 year old.

But praise God He had His hand of protection watching over Leah and me! He obviously had more in plan for each of our lives.

"...in Your Book were written, every one of them,

the days that were formed for me..." (Psalm 139:16)

A Weekend in Amsterdam

Living in Europe has a lot of advantages. This weekend, I was able to travel to Amsterdam, Netherlands to visit the Grand Valley State Cru Spring Break team! They spent their spring break on some of the campuses in Rotterdam, doing various ministry activities with the staff of Life Agape [Campus Crusade’s International name].

My journey actually began Friday morning around 9am. My roommate and I took the train into Paris. We were meeting up with the Paris Metro team, who do campus ministry in Paris. We met Margo, one of the team members, at her apartment then headed to the university. The Life Agape staff led us, two of Margo’s teammates, and 4 students in a short devotion. We focused on prayer, the power it has, and how it can bless others. We paired up and prayer walked the campus.

I partnered with Heidi, one of the Life Agape staff. As we walked around, we approached people explaining we were praying for Paris, the campus and wanted to see if they had anything we could pray for as well.

The spiritual atmosphere of youth in Paris, well Europe in general, is very apathetic or nonexistent. Almost everyone turned us down. As we walked, Heidi brought up the story about Philip when he was led by the Spirit to a man in chariot to pray for him. Not ten minutes later, we approached this girl sitting on a bench in the garden. When we asked if there was anything we could pray for her about, she declined and said she was an atheist. Heidi noticed she was reading a bible, and asked if she had any questions about what she was reading. She said no, that it was only for class. We were still curious, so Heidi asked if she could ask one more question: “what book are you reading?” She responded “Job.” Talk about meaty stuff!

1. It is ridiculously rare to see a student reading a bible on campus, much less a non-believer!

2. I just wonder what this girl was thinking after we left – reading the bible for class, and two Christians come up and ask if there is anything they can pray for.

3. Please pray for her! We didn’t exchange names, so I’ll call her “Sofia”. Pray that God would continue to make Himself know to Sofia and that see would see that, rather than conscience. Pray also that God would lead more Christians in to Sofia’s life and that she would start having deep questions about God.

After our time of ministry was done for the day, I eventually headed to the airport to fly to Amsterdam! I was so pumped to see some old friends, hear how their week doing ministry in Rotterdam went, and share with them all about STINT and Summer Project.

During the flight, I started talking with two American girls sitting near me. They were studying abroad in Paris and headed to Amsterdam for a weekend of fun – and by fun, they meant legal drugs and partying.

To be honest, it caught me off guard. I casually tried to ask why they did drugs, being one who has never been high. “It makes life better”, “It makes me numb”, “It feels good.” I was saddened for them. In return, they asked why I was headed to Amsterdam. I saw this as an opportunity to bring up Spiritual subjects and hoped I could lead into sharing the gospel. Both had gone to church and labeled themselves as ‘Catholic’. Neither felt that it was the right time in their life to go to church or “get into that stuff.” They then bi-passed questions I followed up with, and led the conversation onto other things.

I did get these girls names: Kaitlyn and Leeda. Please also pray for them – they are trying to find satisfaction in material things. Pray that they would see that NOW is always the right time to meet with God.

Once we landed, my next task was to figure out how to get to the hotel. The information desk suggested a train then tram. I’ve learned some ‘travel smarts’ these past couple months so I knew I’d be fine.

As I walked up to the hotel, Kelsey Perras, Erin King and Curtis Blackwell were waiting for me! It was so refreshing to see them! We dropped my stuff off in the room and went out to explore and get a late dinner. Back at our room, I got caught up on life with Erin and Kels! Bless their souls; they shared their bed with me. One word: SPOONING.

The next morning, I was reunited with the rest of the group and we all headed to the Anne Frank house museum. It was really interesting to be walking through the historical place this little girl wrote in her journal of her secret, sad life. Afterwards, we all headed to a pancake place for some European style pancakes! I actually got one with spinach, garlic oil, goat cheese and pine nuts. It was so delicious!

Pancakes!

Through out the day, I was able to have many good conversations with some individuals on the team about STINT and also Summer Project. I think talking about STINT also helped me process a little what I have been doing these past 5 months. I can’t believe STINT is half over!

Some of the Spring Break team

The next morning, the team left the hotel at 7:45 am. I walked with them to the bus stop and said our last “see you laters”, and I went back to bed! Later in the morning, I packed, checked out and walked the streets of Amsterdam in leisure.

Amsterdam

Sooo many bikes!

I got some last minute souvenirs and headed to the airport... and now I am back at my apartment, ready for another week!

Until next time...

A Piece of Peace

Tonight, I sit outside at one of my favorite childhood memories... camp Maranatha. There are a lot of things on my mind...

First, the fact that I leave in 20 some days for France for a year!
Second, how awesome this weather is... 72, light winds, chirping crickets, and to top it off, a beautiful sunset.
Third, how long but full this summer has been with all of life events...
Fourth, that BOTH of my little brothers are no longer "little".
And fifth, the true peace that can only come from One source.

It is all too easy to get your panties in a bunch when something goes wrong, stresses you out, or irritates you. I think having peace is a choice. Choosing to trust, to relax and to make the most of the situation.

Many times, usually when I am lacking sleep, tired of thinking through the situations of life, I actually find my mind wandering. Seemingly an oxymoron, I know. I can't seem to shut my brain off. There are plenty of tasks to accomplish: people to call, emails to send, chores to do - I literally have to write a list down before I go to bed, just to ease my mind.

Recently, I have noticed times where I felt this sense of peace - trust. How to get there? SURRENDER. Surrender the situation, the emotion, the effects, the people. This summer, among other things, my mind has been busy thinking of support raising tasks, wondering how and where the support will come from, who to call, what to say,, and now I only have 24 days to raise the rest of my support (25%)!

Yet, I have this peace knowing my Provider will prevail. Hearts will be moved to the reality of the eternal impact of what I get to be apart of this upcoming year. Lives will be impacted for eternity.

So my friends, I encourage you to make the choice for peace, trusting He will guide, direct, and give of His abundant wisdom.