Obviously, I’m no good at keeping up my blog, much less a series on a blog. Just want to post to assure any possible readers I had that I haven’t abandoned the site.
It’s been quite an eventful few months. Academically, I have officially declared my major in International Studies, and I’m scheduled to graduate in a year and a half! The end is in sight! I’m excited to have a bachelor’s degree soon.
My family found out over Christmas that my sister and brother-in-law are expecting their first child, a boy! My first nephew! (or first child to be the aunt to, for that matter) She’s due to deliver August 14th. Meanwhile, my brother-in-law is away in Naval Officer Candidate School (OCS). My family will be going up to Newport in a couple weeks to see him graduate, and we’ll be staying for a few days to visit Boston, Plimouth, and other surrounding historical sites. We leave the morning after my finals!
As for myself, to be quite honest, I’ve been struggling a lot. I had been in sort of a dry spell lately in my walk with the Lord. My grandfather died in February. The day after his funeral, I came down with an attack of appendicitis, and thus missed a lot of work to recover. Luckily, my tax return arrived when I was in the hospital, offsetting my lack of work a little. Then earlier this month, I found out that a friend, who was like a brother to me in high school, passed away. Two deaths in three months. Coincidentally, my grandfather died on my friend’s birthday.
Honestly, my friend’s death hit me harder than my grandfather’s. My grandfather death was expected. He was incredibly sick and declining really fast. I knew that the last time I visited him was going to be the last time that I would see him alive–only hours before his death. With my friend, Seth, it was a complete shock. I was in denial even. I went to his memorial service, but I had never been to one where there was not a body present. Seth lived in Boston, so he had to be brought back to the metroplex. I couldn’t make it to his funeral, but what hit me most was seeing a picture my sister had taken at his funeral of his close friends surrounding his closed casket. I wept. And I wept hard.
Death has been very real to me. The shortness of life has been very real to me. And because of it, it has led me to cling to the Lord, to expose myself to His Word and His laws, to focus on Christ, the gospel, and my purpose in life and why He has put me on this earth. Not that I had forgotten, but it’s been a good slap-in-the-face reminder of the depth and importance of it all. I’ve actually just decided to take a mission trip this year. It’ll be a 9 day trip to India, evangelizing, church planting, and being involved in a 3 day conference for missionaries all over Asia to come and be refreshed spiritually and physically. I’ve been studying Hinduism for the past few days in preparation for evangelism so that I don’t offend the people of India who practice Hinduism. Just today, I was reading that they worship representations of God (what we would call idols) and keep them in their own home as a shrine so they keep their focus on God. Learning that, it humbles me in how often (or lack thereof) I focus on the Lord. Additionally, they put their whole lives into trying to focus on God, and yet, because their focus is on idols, they are completely missing him. It’s all vanity! And they don’t know it. An entire nation, nearly exceeding the population of China works so hard in every aspect of their lives to see God and yet misses Him completely. That realization is heartbreaking.
And yet, we do that same thing when we neglect to focus on God and spend time with the Lord through His Word and in prayer.
I pray that you and me alike, as well as the Hindu Indian people, will see God–the true God–and worship Him. Over any idol.
Onward and Upward,