Waiting Room

"I am sure that God keeps no one waiting unless He sees that it is good for him to wait."

-C.S. Lewis

"Lord, You have always marked

the road for the coming day;

and though it may be hidden,

today I believe.

Lord, You have always lightened

this darkness of mine;

and though the night is here,

today I believe.

Lord, You have always spoken

when time was ripe;

and though you be silent now,

today I believe." 

-Excerpt from the Northumbria Community's Evening Prayer

"Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord."

-Psalm 27:14 NIV

Sometimes, Korea is gorgeous.

Especially in the fall.  Like today:

Just a quick photo on post of the chapel that I volunteer at with PWOC (that's Protestant Women of the Chapel, a military-sponsored ministry of the on-post chapel system).

Is God artistic or what?! Days like this make me wish I was a painter or professional quality photographer so I could do better justice to the beauty around me.

And did I mention there are mountains here?! Seriously, my favorite thing about Korea is the landscape. Hands down.

Also, there are ginkgo trees everywhere. I love how they turn bright yellow, then drop all their leaves basically in one day:

But, alas, I'm spending most of my afternoon inside a Starbucks (which by the way has completely switched over from Halloween to winter/holiday decorations in the past 24 hours), trying to focus on grad apps. Back to the grindstone! :)

Cheers,

Emily

430 days later...better late than never, right?

Ahem. So. Before you say anything: I know. "Blog" implies more frequent posts than every, oh, 430 days. Yes, I said I know.

In my defense, I have many times thought of blogging but didn't know what I wanted to say or couldn't make up my mind how to say it.  I started drafts, only to never publish them; some still languish in my drafts folder.  I thought I wanted to write the perfect first Korea post...but since I couldn't make the perfect post, I didn't post anything. At all. For 430 days.

Maybe that should have been a hint--a few hundred days ago. Oh well. Better late than never.  My new blogging goal is to post more frequent (and therefore probably shorter) verbal and visual snapshots of our crazy, funny, frustrating, challenging, beautiful life: the nitty-gritty wherein all the humor, joy, pain, love, and faith really dwell.  Feel free to hold me accountable to that, dear readers (if there are any of you still out there after my extensive hiatus).

Now that we've got that out of the way:

Today, I took the GRE, which would normally be bad enough.

But I took it in a foreign country.

Where I don't speak the language at all. (Seriously, I've been here 14 months and my entire Korean vocabulary barely registers in the double digits. It's embarrassing.)

Anyway, the GRE.  I was seriously the only native English speaker in the testing facility. And the only one who couldn't read the wall signs and sign-in instructions, which were in Korean.  I had to ask complete strangers for help. Fortunately, because they were all there to take an English language exam, they were able (and kind enough) to help direct me.

God is gracious because I totally had peace and a sense of humor about the whole thing.

What's more, I totally had peace about the exam itself.  Which is even more unusual given the lead-up to today.

See, the fact that I was even taking it today is a bit of a funny story in itself:

I only decided that I was, in fact, going to take it AT ALL about 2 WEEKS AGO.  I'd been nominally studying vocab on and off for some time with Drew because he plans to take it next year and we both figured I might take it eventually.  He'd practice GRE words by using them in conversation with me wherever he could fit them in.  Usually this results in a lot of laughter, because I can often tell when he's just trying to get a test-word in there instead of using the other big words he'd normally employ.  But that is neither here nor there.  As I was saying, bits and dabs of GRE studying that amounted to very little so far.  But then in mid September, we realized that the best window of opportunity for me to go get my master's would be...*drumroll*... next fall! That's right. Mid-September 2013 I decided to apply for Fall 2014 admission to vocal pedagogy master's programs.  Which mainly have December 2013 deadlines.

Yikes. 

So anyway, over the next few weeks I researched a lot and decided on some schools and, lo and behold, several wanted a GRE score. By December.  

Double yikes.  

Ok, so that's less than ideal, I thought, but it's only mid October by this point and I figured I could take it mid November, so I can have a month to study.  I started exploring practice tests. About 4 days went by. I went to sign up for the GRE online, still thinking mid November would work for me.  And maybe I would be able to take it on post at the Education center. That'd be nice and convenient.

BUT NO.

Turns out it takes up to two weeks before the GRE scores even get sent to the schools you designate on test day.  And the latest available testing date in South Korea that would guarantee enough time for scores to reach schools by the deadlines was October 30th.  In Seoul. Not on post where we live.  In SEOUL (near a train station I've never stopped at before, by the way). Which, for anyone rusty on their Korean geography, is 1.5 hours by train from Dongducheon, the small city we live in that's halfway between Seoul and the DMZ.

This keeps getting better and better.

But I decided to look on the bright side: it's an adventure! Plus, I wouldn't have to angst about the test for months and I could be really, really motivated about studying--it's just 10 days, after all.

Yep.  TEN DAYS.  Triple yikes.

So I booked a hotel for the night before the test at the US military post in Seoul, took the train down, and figured out where the heck the testing center was, while looking painfully touristy with my overnight bag, my phone-gps clutched in one hand, and my printout of the building location from Google maps in the other. (Because calculating routes in English doesn't work in google maps for Korea.  Super-convenient, I know.)

(A quick snapshot of a temporary construction wall/barrier I walked past on my way to find the test site last night...yes, it is decorated with helpful PSA-style diagrams of how to make an origami rhinoceros...further down the wall were diagrams of origami elephants and ostriches, too.)

Anyway, I finally found the test center!  Here's a fuzzy in-the-dark picture of the awesome artsy-architecture that is the Fulbright Building in Seoul.

Anyway, after scribbling notes on my map-print-out to reassure myself I'd be able to find the place again in a timely manner in the morning, I headed to my hotel for the night. I snacked on bread slathered with Nutella (study incentive treat!) and educated myself about the essay formats on the test. I also retaught myself several general math concepts I discover I've completely forgotten--like factoring polynomials. In my defense, it has been over 7 years since I last took a proper math class. Wow, suddenly I feel a bit old. But I digress.

This is my favorite part: I stopped studying before bed, but that's when I started praying instead. And reading Philippians 3-4. Great chapters; you should totally check them out, dear readers.  And the apostle Paul, through the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, has totally awesome stuff to say about humility, pressing onward, prayer, and peace.  Phew.  Loaded passages, but exactly what God had for me right then.  What a timely reminder to practice humility in the face of the temptation to place my hope and trust in my academic record and intellectual abilities.  After all, they are not what define me, whether I succeeded or failed at this GRE attempt.  In God's eyes, I'm so horribly broken that all my best deeds and abilities are rubbish.  My good undergrad GPA?  My high standardized test scores in high school?  To borrow from Shakespeare, everything I am and have is but "quintessence of dust."  Or as the prophet Isaiah put it: "All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field.  The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the LORD blows on it; surely the people are grass" (Isaiah 40:6b-7 ESV).  But--Praise God!--He didn't leave me like that.  He gave Himself on the cross so that I could "gain Christ" (Phil. 3)--my sins are atoned and Christ's righteousness adorns my shoulders, hiding equally the rubbish of both my sins and my best efforts underneath.

The chapters in Philippians go on to chronicle Paul's thought process--the "now what," if you will.  He exhorts his readers to join him in "forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead...press[ing] on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus" (Phil. 3:13b-14 ESV).  Those are good words, especially to a perfectionist like me who tends to get hung up on past failures as well as past successes, both of which can prevent me equally from excelling in my academic pursuits and from living abundantly in my relationship with God.

I reached chapter 4 and again found just the words I needed at that moment--the "how" of doing that "now what."  How do I give it all to God and press forward in the confidence of His grace?  Paul gives us the answer in verse 6-7: "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.  And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus" (ESV).  I remembered how just over two weeks ago, we had a guest speaker at PWOC (the women's ministry on post that I volunteer with) who spoke about prayer from these verses.  Her acronym for a template for prayer came back to me: PRAY.  That's Praise, Repent, Ask, Yield.  Praise God for who He is, Repent by agreeing with God about your sin and turning from it to Him, Ask for what you need or are worried about, then Yield the results to His perfect will.  So I did that, right then.  It's been a rough several years spiritually for me--lots of highs and lows for a variety of reasons (if you haven't been in the loop on that, feel free to ask, but that's another long story for another day or another post; it mostly involves me blaming God for stuff and then having a hard time believing He's forgiven me for blaming Him for so long).  Honestly a lot of times when I pray, I struggle to get past the confession stage of prayer.  It's not that I'm not confessing; I guess I mostly get hung up on the being forgiven part.  I struggle to believe that I've really confessed enough (which doesn't really even make sense theologically, but there you go: things we believe without basis that get in the way of abundant life) or that God's not still somehow disappointed with me and therefore not forgiven me or restored me to the full joy of His salvation (also an unsound thing to believe theologically but a tough idea to shake once it grabs on).  Anyway, for the first time in quite a while, I really felt forgiven.  I know that the truth is that I am forgiven always in Christ, but there is such joy in recognizing that all over again.  Before I went to bed, I praised God, confessed, and actually accepted the forgiveness I know He's always been giving me.

This morning, based on the boldness of knowing I'm really forgiven, I dared to ask.  It was a beautiful fall Korean morning--God's artistry evident in the changing colors, the chill in the air, and sweet smell of changing seasons in the light breeze.  This was the view from my window this morning at sunrise when I was getting up (sorry the pic's so blurry and has window-reflections...but it was just too pretty a sunrise not to try to give you a taste):

Anyway, I had such peace.  I was completely at peace with how the test might go.  I trusted God, and I put no stock in my own abilities or insecurities.  I just pressed on toward the goal.  Before I started the test (once I'd navigated the language barriers at the testing center!), I paused to really pray again.  I dared to ask God for a better outcome to the test than I had dared to hope for, the kind of result that could only be from Him.  Then, still full of His peace, I yielded the whole thing to Him.  Each new sheet of scratch paper, each section of the exam, I yielded to Him.  It was a really great experience.  Never thought I'd say that about the GRE, but really, it had nothing to do with the GRE.  It was just where I happened to be when I was yielding my steps to God.

By the time I was finished, I felt really good about how it had gone and I still felt at peace.  And that's when they tell you your "unofficial" score at the end (that is, your scores for the parts of the test that can be scored electronically on site).  Man, God really answered my prayer.  I am still kind of in shock that He actually did.  Oh, me of little faith. ;)  Anyway, there is no way it should have gone as smoothly as it did nor that I should have earned that good a score, definitely not with the crammed timeline or the geographic and linguistic complications.  But there it is, added permanently to my academic record: Proof that sometimes God does answer our prayers for the things we think are too big to ask for.  More importantly, for me it will be an Ebenezer during the next several weeks of application frenzy and several additional weeks or months of waiting for acceptance/rejection letters: God is in control of the process.  PRAY.  Then rest in His will.

That is exactly what I failed to do the last time I applied to grad school, and the bad experience I had with the process last time around was one contributing factor in kicking off such a long and difficult period in my walk with God.  I hope and pray this is a chance to come full-circle; a chance for God to do a healing and growing work in me.  Maybe this time, I can trust Him each step of the way and see His hand more clearly, finding healing from past pains and renewed faith and joy in following His plan for my life.

Soli Deo Gloria!
-Emily

South Korea: The RFO

     Now that we finally have an RFO (Request for Orders), I can actually share some factual information about our upcoming move to South Korea for those of you who've been patiently waiting for details! :)

An RFO is a preliminary set of orders, which the Army--naturally--reserves the right to change without warning.  So basically, here is the information that we're currently operating on (but which could still change):

-Drew's current training course lasts until May 22, 2012.

-He has been assigned an additional few weeks of training for the specific type of equipment that he has been assigned to for his time in Korea.  That training will wrap up on June 22, 2012.

-He has been assigned a report date to the 2nd Infantry Division, 1st Brigade (probably as an FSO, for anyone who knows artillery and is curious) in South Korea for July 9, 2012 (however, he is authorized to report early if he wishes).

-There is almost always a lag-time between when the soldier goes and the dependent(s) follow(s).  Therefore, I expect to be stateside until the end of July at the very least.

-We expect to be stationed at Camp Casey, which is north of Seoul in what the Army calls Area I.  The larger city outside the camp is called Dongducheon (alternate spellings available depending on how one romanizes it from Korean, I think).

-We don't have any details yet about how long we'll be there or whether or not we'll have command sponsorship.

That's it for now, folks!  At least we're not moving in 6 weeks (for those who remember how I was slightly panicking in a previous post about possibly having to pack everything and move with less than 6 weeks' notice)!

Thanks for reading!  Further bulletins as events warrant. ;)
-Emily and Drew

For the Record

     Just for kicks and grins (and in anticipation of our upcoming move to South Korea--Camp Casey and Dongducheon), I decided to make a list of which states and countries I've visited (and when/why--if I've been there more than two or three times, I'll only reference the main or most memorable trips), which I can return to and update as we travel more in the coming years.

US States:
Alabama--2000--cousin's wedding
Alaska
Arizona
Arkansas
California--2007--cousin's wedding
Colorado--1990s-2011--camping, skiing, youth group trips (summer and winter), DCC (x4)
Connecticut
Delaware
Florida--1987-2011--regular visits (starting pre-birth) to grandparents' home
Georgia--2005--college visit
Hawaii
Idaho
Illinois--numerous trips to Chicago...
Indiana--2005--college visit
Iowa--1987--born there.
Kansas--far too many cross-state roadtrips from MO to CO
Kentucky
Louisiana
Maine
Maryland
Massachusetts
Michigan--2005, 2011--college visit, catching up with a friend from the other side of the world who was meeting her future in-laws in Michigan ;)
Minnesota--many regular visits to relatives
Mississippi
Missouri--lived there. :)
Montana--2010--cousin's wedding
Nebraska--2010--roadtrip to cousin's wedding
Nevada--2007--cousin's wedding
New Hampshire
New Jersey--2004--choir tour
New Mexico
New York--2004--choir tour
North Carolina
North Dakota
Ohio
Oklahoma--lived there in 2011-2012
Oregon
Pennsylvania--2004--choir tour
Rhode Island
South Carolina--2002, 2006--youth group trip, choir tour
South Dakota--2010--roadtrip to cousin's wedding
Tennessee--2005--college visit
Texas--2006, 2011, 2012--mission trip, grad school visit, visit to in-laws' in Dallas
Utah
Vermont
Virginia--(hope to visit later in summer 2012)
Washington
West Virginia
Wisconsin--drove through on way to MN more times than I can count...
Wyoming--2010--roadtrip to cousin's wedding
Washington D.C.

Other countries:
Austria--2009--fall break trip (Vienna)
Canada--multiple times for family trips (Thunder Bay, Ontario)
England--2007, 2009, 2010--family trip, study abroad (fall semester), visiting friends on way to second study abroad trip
France--2007--family trip (Paris)
Germany--2009--fall break trip (Munich, Berlin, Hamburg)
Ireland--2009--weekend visit to Cork, Blarney, Limerick, tour of Galway Bay area, and Shannon
Italy--2009, 2010--fall break trip (Trieste, Venice, Pisa, Rome), summer study abroad (Florence, Rome, Naples, Caserta, Verona, Cinque Terre)
Mexico--2006, 2011--mission trip (Juarez), honeymoon!
Scotland--2009--weekend in Edinburgh(Riviera Maya/Cancun)
South Korea--2012-2014-- PCS-ing with Army to Dongducheon/Camp Casey in summer 2012! :)
Japan--2013--stopovers flying between South Korea and US

And hopefully I'll get to add a few more states and countries to this list by the time we're done with the Army in a few years! :D

Itinerant Household!

Ok, I've given A LOT of thought lately to the topic of the previous post--being an itinerant household. The reason?

WE COULD BE MOVING (AGAIN) IN AS LITTLE AS SIX WEEKS.

Yes, you did read that correctly.  It will probably be longer than six weeks, but there's no guarantee.

That's right.  We could be moving in less than two months, COULD being the operative word.  The Army, bless them, hasn't bothered to cut us any orders--or even any pre-orders (called RFOs)--yet.  All we know for sure is as follows (and we've known the following 3 things since Feb. 28, nearly 6 weeks ago):

1) We are officially moving to South Korea.  (More on that in the next post!)
2) Drew will be stationed with the 2nd Infantry Division (henceforth referred to as the 2nd ID).
3) We won't be leaving until after May 22, 2012, because Drew's coursework/training here in Lawton concludes on that date.

Yes, that's all we know.  And yes, May 22nd is a mere 6 weeks away.  Can you tell I'm getting a bit restless?

I've been reading all about the country, the culture, moving tips, pinning all things moving-and-itinerant-household related onto Pinterest, speculating about all the possible variations of how this whole moving-to-Asia thing could go down, and stressing out some about how little real info we have about something that's happening for sure and may be happening very soon.

If you search Google for moving advice, timelines, and checklists, most of the moving timelines start counting down from 8 weeks...and expect you to actually know where you're moving to.  We won't even know what kind of housing accommodations we'll be renting until Drew gets there (he will go first) and signs a lease, by which point in time, we'll have already moved out of our apartment here in Lawton, OK, USA, and put all of our belonging into a) storage, b) a shipment to Korea that has a maximum weight restriction, or c) his and my suitcases.  So much for the internet's advice to consider the layout of your new home and label the boxes with appropriate room designations and plan furniture layouts! Ha! :)

I guess I always have said I wanted adventure...I just sometimes wish it didn't involve so many unknowns or so many things outside my control, truthfully.  At the same time, I know that these few years of Army moves will be an amazing experience--we'll get to travel to and live in places we might never otherwise see, and we get to grow together as individuals and as a couple through these experiences and the challenges that come with them.  So even though I'm sometimes frustrated, I try to remember that--as one of the women at the Army wives' Bible study I go to said recently--"God cuts the orders and the Army foots the bill!"  God already knows all the details that we don't, and better yet, He's already planned out each and every purpose He has in store for us in South Korea.  We have the chance to carry the Gospel with us all over the world, and the Army pays our expenses. :)  I hope to find joy and comfort in that as the move gets closer and closer.  God is the God of the whole world, and He goes ahead of us and follows behind us, guiding and guarding us as He gives us a role to play in His Kingdom's work.  As we remember especially at this time of year our Lord's atoning death and triumphant resurrection, may we find joy in being including in the glorious project of Redemption.
In Christ, who is the Hope of the whole World (even Korea),
Emily

Trying to think outside the box...

...about boxes, of all things.

Ok, so college students do it regularly, military families do it regularly, missionaries do it regularly...so why isn't there more written about it?

I'm talking about moving, of course. :)

College students move usually twice a year (to and from college) for four-plus years, military families move anywhere from every 6 months to 4 years, and missionary families often move between the field and their home-church base for sabbatical times.  There's tons on the internet about moving, packing, cleaning out the clutter before the move, and unpacking after the move.  That's all well and good and has definitely helped me over the years.

But now what I can't seem to find is the one type of thing that I really want to know about: when one is preparing for a life-time (or at least several years of the foreseeable future) of constant moving, how does one make EVERYTHING one owns portable or easily packable or flexible, without looking like one is living in a college dorm room with posters haphazardly taped to the walls and stacks of flimsy, brightly colored plastic rubbermaid boxes holding anything that doesn't fit in the wardrobe that came with the dorm room?  Where are the blogs about making every piece of furniture do double duty as furniture and storage that can be adapted to any sized living space but be both easily packed up and moved with out breaking easily, yet still look classy or even coordinated?  Where's all the advice about how to decorate your first home or apartment when you know full-well that you'll be relocating the entire contents in 6 months or less?

I'm determined to meet this challenge head-on and master it.  I WILL figure out a way to make this work, to keep the furniture and containers and systems that will transition well from location to location, from one side of the globe to the other, if need be, and cull out everything that weighs us down without being worth the extra effort. :)

In closing:
"Have nothing in your homes that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful."
-designer William Morris

[Or that can be easily moved halfway across the world, or is worth the extra effort needed to do so. :)]

If I come up with awesome revelations or even vaguely useful ideas on the subject of the Itinerant Household, I'll follow up and post them!

Stewardship and Spiritual Gifts

One of the cool--and challenging--things about moving regularly is that you don't have time to get complacent spiritually.  At least, not in regard to attending church and listening to preaching and teaching and such.  When you have to find a new church home every couple of months or years, you get used to evaluating carefully what's being said, testing it against the Bible, looking at groups of people you've recently met and asking yourself, "How is this community living out the Biblical ideals of the body of Christ?" and "Is this the community God wants me to join to fellowship with, learn from, and grow with?"  It often makes me think more seriously and extensively about what's said in any given sermon or Sunday school lesson, mulling it over and trying to decide whether what was said was sound doctrinal truth and, if so, how I should apply it to my life.

This morning, I attended Sunday school for the first time at what I believe will be our new church home here in Lawton, OK.  The topic was stewardship.  I've thought about that a lot over the years, but the Sunday school leader presented a few aspects I hadn't considered much before: that stewardship applies not only to the obvious things, like our time, money, general abilities, and our bodies (the temple of the Holy Spirit), but also to things like our testimony and our Talent(s).  

Testimony in this context meant that each of us has a unique testimony of which we are the steward: we are meant to understand our testimony and share it with others for the edification of the body of Christ and to help bring people to relationship with the Lord.  If we neglect to use our testimony for the Kingdom, instead hiding it away, we are being poor stewards of something that is unique that God has given us for the advancement of the Kingdom.  I had not thought of it that way before, I guess.  But after some consideration, it seems to me to be a valid and Biblically sound idea, that each person's testimony is valid, beautiful, and meant to be shared for the advancement of the Kingdom, and to refrain from sharing it at the appropriate times is to miss out on a chance to advance the Kingdom and give glory to God.  

I also thought a lot about what they meant by being a steward of one's Talent(s).  When I hear 'talents,' I assume someone's talking about how well he draws or she writes or he plays baseball, but this morning Talent with a capital T meant your spiritual gift(s), which God has entrusted to you and wants you to invest for the growth of the Kingdom.  The premise, which may or may not be widely known in all evangelical circles, I'm not sure, is that--in addition to the fruits of the Spirit and general enabling through the Spirit to live in a way that honors God--each believer is given one or more special spiritual gifts.  These are particular areas where he or she particularly--supernaturally--excels at an aspect of the Christian life or a charismatic demonstration of his or her faith.  Not all spiritual gifts are the charismatic kind, though.  One online resource for helping Christians identify what might be their unique set of spiritual gifts lists as many as twenty-eight kinds of spiritual gifts.  These range from the more obvious kinds, like speaking in and interpreting tongues, to the less obvious kinds like teaching, hospitality, or administration.  This doesn't mean that only some Christians are expected to be organized or hospitable, but rather that God gives to some a remarkable, supernatural ability or inclination in these areas (for example, I know a young woman who almost certainly has a spiritual gift for administration.  She ENJOYS organizing things.  Like A LOT.  And she has continually, selflessly, and joyfully used this gift to benefit the ministries she has been involved in so that they are better able to advance the Kingdom.  This seems by all appearances to be more than a case of an ordinary orderly individual.  At the other end of the spectrum, I also have met a young man who seems to have a spiritual gift for healing.  He sees it happen supernaturally and somewhat regularly.  I've heard some of his stories first-hand--it's CRAZY what God chooses to do sometimes.).  There is something deep-seated in their souls that compels and enables them to do these particular things to the extent that they (or those around them) can identify these abilities as coming from the Lord.

Considering this, I went looking for something like the link I included above, similar to a different assessment that a young woman who discipled me in college had once had me take.  Though some of the results were different (which may have something to do with a different, more specific test format or that some of the areas of emphasis in my walk with the Lord have varied over time and were unduly reflected in the last set of results?), some of the results stayed pretty consistent.  And this set of specific results really resonated with me.  I've been thinking about callings and careers and purposes a lot lately, and I'm beginning to think a way to go for the time-being might be to pursue avenues surrounding what seem to be the spiritual Talent(s) God has given me.  If some or all of these things (in particular, hospitality, music, missions, exhortation/encouragement) are in fact Talents from God, then I can have confidence in pursuing these avenues as I seek to be a responsible steward of these things for the advancement of His Kingdom and His glory.  I was once told by someone that I had the "spiritual gift of 'hello,'" meaning, I think, that I'm burdened and enabled by the Lord to care tremendously about making people feel welcome and included in the Body and at getting to know people and helping them to connect and build meaningful relationships that last even after I get out of the picture.  This happened multiple times in Cru in college, and it happened in London pretty intensely, too.  I feel absolutely compelled to not leave that new person standing in the corner--I want them to experience fellowship.  I love opening my dorm/flat/apartment to people so that they might be able to experience a deeper community within the Body or even come to know the Lord for the first time by being welcomed into a community that will bring them face to face with Jesus.  I also feel called to music, in a variety of ways--I'm not entirely sure which direction I'm called from this point, but I do believe that God wants me to keep using that Talent to encourage the Body and to bring Him glory.  I also know that I find immense joy in experiencing new cultures and that the prospect of maybe moving to Korea later this year (and the opportunities culturally and spiritually that would include) is less scary to me than moving to Lawton, OK, has been.

I suppose now I've gotten to the rambling stage of this post, so it's time to wrap it up and get out of here.  I guess what I'm trying to say is that I am really mulling over the idea of being a steward of Talents, what role that can and should play in my life in general, and what role that should play in my life at the present and I'm spending these next few transitional months in Lawton figuring out more about who I am, who God wants me to be, and what His calling(s) is/are for my life now and in the future.  I'd love your prayers and your feedback as I ponder these things and seek God's guidance about how to put His good gifts to work.  I have more thoughts and anecdotes about the topic of spiritual Talents, but I think that'll have to wait until a later post.  For the moment, I have dishes then sleep calling my name.  Thanks for reading and wandering with me!

Cheers,

Emily