Everydaygrace

Bugology

2010-09-01T22:38:00.003-04:00

The kids at work seem to love being outside and, of all things, bugs! There is a rather larger field they find solace in... running like wild animals chasing butterflies. Yesterday a young boy screams, "Miss Kristina! Miss Kristina!! I caught a, a, a... BUTTERFLY!!!!!!" He runs to me, huffing and puffing excitement the whole way. I peak into his cupped hands and from what I see, it looked to be a beautiful, blue colored butterfly. Once we got it into the cup it was evident this bug was no butterfly! In fact it looked more like a fancy wasp. I checked the boys hands for a sting or bite, but found nothing but his beaming face because of his finding. What he found and captured was a "Polka Dot Winged Wasp Moth". That's a mouthful!

This discovery lead to the kids turning into little bug-ologists! I brought in a piece of Styrofoam and pins and we pinned and labeled each insect they found. From ant lions to grasshoppers and pincer bugs to dead bees... they all were mounted on our board! I don't know how exactly I can tie a lesson into this, but seeing the excitement on the children's faces is just enough for me! So let the screams, laughs and exploring keep on!

From Ruin to Riches

2010-08-23T17:38:00.012-04:00

I went to see the movie, "Eat, Love, Pray". Although the author and main character of the story had a difference of belief in God and lifestyles, I enjoyed the movie. Maybe it was the travelers heart that thrives inside me. It cries out at any glimpse of a foreign land. I registered with her. I understood her discomfort with a normal life. On her first stop in Italy (the "eat" part of the movie) she talked about her time in Rome. I loved it so much I found it and posted it below...

"A friend took me to the most amazing place the other day. It's called the Augusteum. Octavian Augustus built it to house his remains. When the barbarians came they trashed it a long with everything else. The great Augustus, Rome's first true great emperor. How could he have imagined that Rome, the whole world as far as he was concerned, would be in ruins. It's one of the quietest, loneliest places in Rome. The city has grown up around it over the centuries. It feels like a precious wound, a heartbreak you won't let go of because it hurts too good. We all want things to stay the same. Settle for living in misery because we're afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins. Then I looked around this place, at the chaos it has endured - the way it has been adapted, burned, pillaged and found a way to build itself back up again. And I was reassured, maybe my life hasn't been so chaotic, it's just the world that is, and the real trap is getting attached to any of it.

Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation."

Lately I've been hating the fact that I've been ruined for anything ordinary in this life. I wished I never tasted the sweet tea of China, held the hand of a Costa Rican slum child and never smelt the aroma's of India. It has ruined me, made me see past myself and into the vast world we live in. It is no longer possible to try and hide from this fire in my heart without it consuming me. The truth and reality is I am ruined. I finally embrace it. I embrace being ruined and am on the road to transformation...

Dreams and a New Step

2010-08-21T14:06:00.002-04:00

I believe it's our dreams and aspirations that keep us moving forward in life. Our God-given destiny's help us set dreams in our hearts. But what happens when you've achieved a dream you've had for years and then it falls apart? Living dreamlessly is not some place I want to be for too long. Up until a few weeks ago I was living just that way; with no dreams. It was a day to day trek into an empty black-hole future. Stale and empty.

I had many different ideas and opportunities arise for my next step. They all had great perks whether it was money, being close to family, living comfortably... the luxuries in life. I had to ask myself, "Is this going to hinder my destiny?" A lot of the options were an immediate, "YES!" So after praying and decided what's next, I am happy to announce my next move...

In February 2011 I will go to Prague, Czech, Republic (accompanied by my friend, Corey) to study in a TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language) course. The course is one month long and it will open up doors to teaching English abroad in many countries!

For now I am working to save money and soaking up this time with my family and friends.

Only Me...

2010-08-20T17:06:00.001-04:00

Check out my other blog...

www.unusualstoriesfromlife.blogspot.com

An Indian Chai State of Mind

2010-08-19T11:23:00.003-04:00

I'll let the pictures do the talking for this one(:...

In five months I will lay aside my Indian chai for a taste of Prague tea;)

Little Potentials Growing

2010-08-16T17:22:00.004-04:00

I heard a little boy ask the other little kids at his table today, "Who here passed to the next grade last year?" Each child looked at him with a confused look and all raised their hands to show they passed. The little boy then said, "Well I failed... again."

Hearing this boy take a pole amongst his piers stabbed my heart. It's like he just came to terms that he was labeled a failure and pinned it on his shirt. doesn't he see that he has potential to do big things?? If anything, in these next 5 months I will make it a point to show him that he is not a failure and help him any way possible to succeed.

All the children I work with are little potentials growing. Some of them are strong and sturdy, while others are wilting and a bit fragile. Anyone who works with, takes care of or is around children can feed these potentials with encouragement, truth and a good attitude. I just want to see this next generation succeed and grow up to live extravagant lives!

Tomorrow...

2010-08-14T20:27:00.002-04:00

just may be the day that changes the course of my life. Eager. Excited. Fingers crossed.

Give me the world!!

2010-08-12T18:30:00.002-04:00

The American Dream. What is that exactly? Whatever it is.. I don't want it. I've tasted something so exquisite in this world that settling for the borders of the US is suffocating. There is a huge world to be explored! Oogles of people groups to learn from, a plethora of cultures to dive into and picturesque landscapes galore!! There is this quote I read recently, "I am not the same after seeing the moon shine on the other side of the world" -MR.

There are things I've seen, tasted, experienced, lived through and conquered in life that has only set the bar at a higher standard for my life. So here's to living life extravagantly.

Everything Changes, But Beauty Remains

2010-06-13T09:16:00.004-04:00

I met my friend, Lauren, when we were 11. After an awkward start to our friendship, we quickly became best friends and, although never had a class together nor attending the same high school, we were inseparable on the weekends. Yesterday Lauren Freeman joined lives with Scott Baumann and became a wife! Look how beautiful she is-

I got to see my, back in the day youth leader, Pam at the wedding! It was great:)

Move Your Body!

2010-05-27T10:04:00.003-04:00

"Stop Dieting, Start Living" That's the Weight Watchers motto. It really is all about changing your lifestyle. Like I've said in previous posts.. I love food. It's sort of an unhealthy relationship that I just cant get enough of. But like all bad relationships, they lead to death. I don't want my hunger for food (pun intended) to lead me to future health problems and an early death. Changing this lifestyle has been rough, just like any change in lifestyle. For me, its like trying to stop a semi truck (tata truck for all my Indian buddies) and pushing it backwards. But the future outcome is worth the fight. And I'm winning! Last week I lost 2 more pounds bringing my total to 5.2 pounds lost!! Hooray! Since having lost weight, in India and now, I am seeing results in more areas than just my old clothes not fitting-

* My sciatic nerve pain is gone!

* I have fewer lower back strains!

* My skin looks healthier

* There's a new beauty being exposed!

This week's meeting was about exercise and how we can lose weight by changing our eating habits, but we can only get tone and more healthy from daily exercise (and enhance weight loss too). I need to kick the laziness out of my life and make moving my body a daily occurrence. I've been overweight for most my life and I want to reach a healthy weight, maintain it and create a healthy environment in my body. I wanna be that 90 year old granny that still can bust a move:)

"Exercise is the best gift you can give yourself. It helps you to take care of yourself, to feel better, and to be stronger."

-Lisa (a weight watchers member)

Lucky Lou (1998-2010)

2010-05-23T13:13:00.004-04:00

There are different people in this world. You can classify some as cat or dog people. Where as I like dogs, I think they're cute and fun, I am a hands-down cat person. My family had 5. They all have their own personalities and do some of the funniest things. Most of all they show a lot of affection to us. Last night my sister came home from work to find one of our oldest cats (12 yrs) very ill and just hours later she died.

Now I never thought I'd cry over a cat, but Lucky was a part of our family. She was the cat if I sat outside talking on the phone or just to get fresh air, she'd be right by my side loving on me the entire time. My dad loves to tend to his garden and plants and Lucky was his right hand girl. She followed him all around the yard, even would look into the engine of a car my dad would work on.

I realize animals do not have souls like us humans, but we can make an emotional connection with our pets. Good-bye Lucky... we have some great memories of you!

Hip, Hip, Hooray!!

2010-05-18T20:15:00.002-04:00

Monday was the end to my first week on Weight Watchers. I went to weigh in with a lot of nervousness. I had used a lot of my "extra points" during the weekend. "Extra Points" are a set of points you can use throughout the week for special occasions... ie- eating out, parties or my indulgence, cheese cake! As I took off my shoes, you know to lessen my weight, I waited with baited breath for the woman to give me a smile. She did!! I lost 3.2 pounds! Although I was hoping for more, it was a loss and not a gain! And to top it off, my body feels good:)

This week I am adding exercise to my daily routine and hoping that next week I see positive results too.

On another note... I am back in Monroe, NC; my former residence. I will be here for three weeks serving as Todd and Vickie Hedgepeth's "Home Team". Check out their exciting story about their adoption of Gabi, a beautiful Togolese child- www.hedgepethsofmonroe.blogspot.com

My part of this unfolding story is staying with the kids while Todd and Vickie travel to Togo to pick up Gabi. I'm enjoying my time with Tootie! And Jack has been very well behaved:)

I'm still trying to figure this thing called life out. Twists and turns, bends and breaks, ups and downs all make up our paths. Some say when life gets tough it's our "climbing the mountain" times. I like to look at this time as my "Mt. Everest" time. It's a loooonnnggg trek to the top and the closer you get, the harder it becomes to breathe, I imagine your in lots pain and tempted to give up. But once you make it to the top, you've reached the highest point in the world! Talk about a mountain top experience. I just hope and pray its coming soon.

The Journey: Day Two

2010-05-12T17:34:00.007-04:00

Day two of converting into a healthy eater and I feel good! The evenings are the time where I usually get the hungriest. Being on Weight Watchers point system, really opens my eyes to how bad certain foods are for you. Take for instance this-

This is one small pizza that comes to a whopping 10 points!

and then this soup I made today... Zero points!

(Let me introduce you to the point system... it takes the calories, fat grams and grams of fiber and gives the food a score. I am allotted 31 points each day. They determine this through my age, weight, gender and physical activity. I also get an extra 35 points each week.)

This system is helping me find the things that are a better choice for me... like alternatives!

Here's an example of two sandwiches that have the same point value, just one is more nutritious and filling-

Well, my boots are still tied up tight and I am still trekking on this journey! I'll let you know of my success soon:)

I'm starting a new journey!

2010-05-10T20:20:00.002-04:00

I lost quite a bit of weight in India due to the change in diet (no processed foods), constant guzzling of water and the hilly terrain I trekked. The weight loss was great, I felt great, I looked great... but I did literally nothing extra to lose it. I have a strong love for food. I love anything starchy, meaty, cheesy, chocolaty, and buttery. I love to shop for food, cook food, and most of all.. devour it:)

After 2 months of being back in America I have gained almost half my weight back (not happy:(). In India I was just living life. I wasn't on any special diet. Heck, I even enjoyed a coke and bag of American Cream Style potato chips every now and then. But I lost weight and still was losing the day I left. But now living back in America, again am just living life, I am gaining weight rapidly. This makes me wonder about the health of the normal American diet. I have seen both sides and know that with making good choices in food and moving my body more, I won't have to rely on crash diets that make me cut out food I love and I won't have to stick to an Army work out routine.

So with all this said, I am setting out on another journey. This time it is a journey to healthy living and weight loss. I joined weight watchers tonight and plan on losing 40 lbs this summer. I hope I can make healthy food choices a habit. I'm tired of feeling, blah. So here I go... I hope this journey is full of success and I meet my goals!

A Shout Out to Women and Mothers:)

2010-05-09T11:45:00.003-04:00

What is it about flowers and women? It is beautiful how one blossoming bundle can bring a smile to the face of the most scouring women. I witnessed this in church today. We have a handful of elderly ladies who have a permanent scowl on their faces and demeanor. A little intimidating at times too. But today, when two young men passed out flowers to the mothers in the church, the smiles that came over these ladies was majestic. It's like I could see her past years... a caring mother, laughter, a loving wife... happiness. Tears filled my eyes as these women were honored today. Flowers and Women look so well together:)

Did you know that 200 years ago single women were not allowed to be sent out as missionaries? True. Women's responsibility were to take care of their husband and children; the traditional way. It was 200 years ago that five women wanted so badly to be apart of missions. They started something called the, "Penny Society". They encouraged people of the church to give one cent every Sunday to help fund missionaries. Over the time they were able to send out 8 missionaries on boats into the foreign mission field. They also started, what we know today as Sunday School, Christian education for the children. They knew that if they could reach this generation that the next generation would open doors for single women to be sent out. They also taught children about giving and over 20 years, through children's donations, were able to buy 3 ships that launched people into the mission field. These five women did it! They saw their position in the body of the church and, though limited, they moved mountains!

I pray all you mother's out there have an amazing day and know that it's women like you who birth the leaders and world changers of tomorrow.

My mom and I back in the day:)

The Peacock: A New Hair Fashion

2010-05-07T12:11:00.005-04:00

The national bird of India is the peacock-

While I was in India I had lost a lot of my thick, golden locks due to the water and change in diet. I was pretty much shedding like a dog. My bed had strands of hair all in it, I was designated my own blanket in the living room so my hair wouldn't get all over the others, when I swept the majority of things swept were stray hairs, I clogged the drain in the bathroom... it was quite an epidemic. Yes, I was a little nervous. My hair was thinning at a fast rate. Now for some pictures to visualize-

Me showing off my luscious, thick locks!

Amy, being brave, pulling out my hair that clogged our bathroom drain

The clog- aka- my hair!

Now, two months later, I am sporting the new do of the season... The Peacock! Check it out-

I've started a fad!

Hard to Get

2010-04-30T18:53:00.003-04:00

For some time now I have been searching for this song... It was a favorite of mine back in

my high school days. Listen to this, its a good one:)

You who live in heaven
Hear the prayers of those of us who live on earth
Who are afraid of being left by those we love
And who get hardened by the hurt

Do you remember when You lived down here where we all scrape
To find the faith to ask for daily bread
Did You forget about us after You had flown away
Well I memorized every word You said

Still I'm so scared, I'm holding my breath
While You're up there just playing hard to get

You who live in radiance
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in skin
We have a love that's not as patient as Yours was
Still we do love now and then

Did You ever know loneliness
Did You ever know need
Do You remember just how long a night can get?

When You were barely holding on
And Your friends fall asleep
And don't see the blood that's running in Your sweat

Will those who mourn be left uncomforted
While You're up there just playing hard to get?

And I know you bore our sorrows
And I know you feel our pain
And I know it would not hurt any less
Even if it could be explained

And I know that I am only lashing out
At the One who loves me most
And after I figured this, somehow
All I really need to know

Is if You who live in eternity
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in time

We can't see what's ahead
And we can not get free of what we've left behind

I'm reeling from these voices that keep screaming in my ears
All the words of shame and doubt, blame and regret

I can't see how You're leading me unless You've led me here
Where I'm lost enough to let myself be led

And so You've been here all along I guess
It's just Your ways and You are just plain hard to get

Rejoicing with the Fisher family:)

2010-04-10T09:45:00.007-04:00

This is Lindy Fisher and her two children- Manju, 7 and Jeewan Loy, 3. You may have heard about them in past blogs. This is the family I spent two and a half months with in North East India. My friend, Amy, was with them for five months and I joined her at the end of her time there. They have an amazing story of God's favor and wonder!

Where there's a need, there's a rice cooker!!

2010-04-09T11:42:00.003-04:00

It was late January in the busy city of Kolkata, India and I was desperate for a hot shower. I, along with two friends and two children, were staying on the floor of a apartment being renovated. It had been 7 days since I had a "proper" shower. (Please see definitions below)

What is a proper shower, you ask?

In America- taking your time standing under a flow of hot water, shampooing and conditioning your hair and scrubbing down your body with a beautifully scented body wash and clean loofa.

In India (where I was)- squatting down while pouring warm/cold water over your head with a scoopy... you use your shampoo for both hair and body.. there's no time or enough water in the bucket for conditioning your hair.

Now that we got that straight... it had been 7 days of a wash cloth shower. I was completely desperate for some hot water. The climate in Kolkata was pretty chilly in the nights and the water that came out of the tap was like ice. That's where the the rice cooker comes in!

We had been lent a rice cooker from a family to cook our food in for the week we were there. This was the only appliance we had and who would have known, we would use this glorious machine for all our needs... starting with a hot shower-

After my body was finally refreshed, my mind started kicking and I began to use the rice cooker for all sorts of creative things-

Did you know that you can do these things with a rice cooker?

1. Boil Eggs

2. Make Chai

3. Make an entire meal (steam veggies on top of the rice)

4. Make Oatmeal

5. Boil Water

-for dish washing

-showering

-cleaning

So, if you're ever stuck on a deserted island and all you have is a rice cooker... find some electricity and have fun:)

Chai Anyone?

Jeewan demonstrating the bucket shower

I used a dupita and shawl to keep me warm.

In the hospital with daddy-o!

2010-04-08T10:20:00.002-04:00

I will be spending my dad with my dear ole dad in the hospital. He's having an out-patient procedure done. I am grateful for the free wifi as I'm surfing away while my dad is in a nice dreamland. Pray all goes well and that I have a fun story at the end of the day:)

the Patient

Easter 2010

2010-04-07T14:11:00.002-04:00

Easter pics!

Britnee and I (sister)

My second Easter ham!

I ♥ ham

Peepshi

aka- peep sushi

Bunny Slippers

Egg Dying

Tears of the Saints

2010-04-07T11:03:00.001-04:00

My dear friends Katie and Elby (blog links on the sidebar) have both posted a link to this video. Please watch...

There's a Bollywood dancer inside me!

2010-04-05T12:16:00.004-04:00

I'm a closet Bollywood movie/song lover.. oops.. not in the closet anymore;) Here is one song from the movie, "Love Aaj Kal". I highly recommend the movie. You can find it on netflix. enjoy...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDne5fEsxec&feature=fvsr

(sorry the embedding is disabled)

Re-Adjusting to life back home...

2010-04-04T19:36:00.004-04:00

It's been four months since my last post. I didn't forget about the blog or decide to go on a hiatus... I just haven't had the words to type...

I moved back home a month ago today. Man, how time flies! Sometimes I think back on my 5 months in India and wonder if it was all just a dream, and then there are times I think back on it and it feels as if I was just laying in the living room with Manju (a 7 year old Nepali girl) laying on my back. Re-entry was the most awkward thing this time. My usual time out of the country is 1-2 months, max. But after 5 months, my mind, body and way of thinking was all jumbled. Food tasted funny, technology seemed luxurious, people changed, I had changed, my clothes hung off me, there was all this talk about a health care bill, I missed the brown skinned Indian folk and their fun accents, people didn't understand the head bobble, and then there was Wal Mart.

Although India did not work out long term for me, I am staying optimistic about the future. I will stay in missions- YWAM preferably. I will keep you posted on my next step. I have a window of opportunity to do something big with my life! So here's to the future... see you soon:)

Manju and Kristina dhi dhi

Every time I laid on the couch, Manju would find herself comfy on my back

It's About Time for an Update!

2009-12-09T05:15:00.000-05:00

He was maybe seven or eight years old… this tiny, frail little boy. He stood outside the auto as his father negotiated with the driver where to go. His big, dark brown eyes gazed into mine. He never looked away. As he was trying to get into the auto I picked him up and unlike every other child he did not squirm, scream, panic or fight me. He let me pick him up and place him by my side. He seemed comfortable with me. He placed his little hand on my knee and leaned his head on me. From first glance you could tell that he and his father both had HIV/AIDS. It was written all over their appearance. For the next 20 minutes as we drove into the village he rested on me and I felt peace.
It’s little stories like these that kindle my heart for the people of India. My heart breaks at times too, like one evening I watched three street children roam around bare foot on broken glass searching through the trash. I wanted to know what had brought them to this place of abandonment. I wanted to help them and restore them.
I’ve been here in India for about two months now. It doesn’t seem long, but when I look back on the things I have done, I am amazed. I am not on outreach here. I am living and working with Youth With A Mission as a missionary. My ministry is not physically touching people or feeding the sick or evangelism everyday, but it is office work.
“How can office work be ministry?” you might be asking yourself. In many ways! I am freeing up a lot of people to be the hands and feet of Jesus. So far I have created a brochure and promotional video for YWAM-Hyderabad’s upcoming Urban Discipleship Training School. I have also assited the school leader in going and speaking to youth groups and churches about the upcoming school. I have created the base newsletter and am creating a YWAM-Hyderabad report. As we are closing the year, we are looking forward to starting a monthly staff enrichment program in January and sending some of the City Office staff out for an outreach. I am excited to be apart of these things here.
In a week the base will be released for Christmas break and I will travel up to Darjeerling to visit my friend, Amy. I will spend a little over two weeks there. I am looking forward to spending my first Christmas away from home with my best friend! Please pray for my journey. I leave Hyderabad on December 15 and arrive back January 1.
I Pray you all are doing well and enjoying this holiday season. Peace to you and your family!

Making my dad proud!

2009-11-09T20:41:00.003-05:00

I don't think there is anything wrong in finding things in a foreign place that soothe you and make you feel at home. I have already lost a lot of weight and have been starving for some American food. So... while I was out the other day I found some things that reminded me of home- this is what I made-

Macaroni and Cheese with the coveted Heinze ketchup!

I make my dad proud!

I also made a ice cold glass of chocolate milk:) Now this wasn't your ordinary, pour the milk and stir in the chocolate, no ma'am. I had to boil the milk, skim the top layer, chill it in the freezer, add the chocolate and then shake... it took about an hour, but it was worth the wait:)

Things I love about India

2009-11-09T06:33:00.002-05:00

I've been here in India for a month now and have begun to love some random, different things. Here is a list, in no particular order, of things that make me smile and that I love-

1. The after-the-train-head-on-rampage. Once the train passes its a head on race to the other side. It looks impossible to navigate ourselves through, but somehow we always make it through alive:)

2. People freezing in 70's weather. When the sun goes down, or doesn't peak through the clouds, the coats and ear muffs come out.

3. Chai time! There is never a bad time for chai!

4. The rooftops! I think all houses everywhere should have a roof top to retreat to. It's a great place to watch the sun rise and set over Hyderabad. Great quiet time place too:)

5. The way the Indians say the "le" or "el" sound. For example, "shovel" and "little". Oh I just love it!

6. Terms of endearment. Whether its Akka, Anna, Bhiyya, or Auntie I love how we call everyone something sweet.

7. Curd! It doesn't matter how spicy the food just pour some curd on it and it's fabulous!

Well, I hope to post some pictures soon! Love you all!

Some Pictures:)

2009-10-26T08:41:00.002-04:00

Here are some random photos from my time here so far...

My Desk:)

My hot shower, haha!

Not only does she cook and clean... but she checks us for lice too:)

Look what made its way into my dosa masala!

Curd makes it possible to eat everything!

Song no. 1

2009-10-24T02:54:00.002-04:00

Yesterday was a crazy day... emotionally. We went to the Charminar to pray and see the places that Human Trafficking is the worse here. My heart broke and stayed broken for some time. In the evening, after a meal with the base staff and fun watching tv and reading funny books to the children, I made my way up to my apartment. I was stopped, just like every time I come to my stairwell, by the group of children who live here. I was greeted with smiles and hugs. Oh, how I love their hugs:) After watching them perform some songs and dances for us, a little boy named Johnathan tugged on my pants and bashfully told me he wrote a song. We asked him if he'd like to sing it. Amy and I sat on the steps in awe as this little 7 year old belted out a beautiful song to Jesus. My heart melted and tears were in my eyes. Johnathan truly knows how to praise God... his words were beautiful and spoke truth. I see a little "David" in the making... his song was entitled, "Song No. 1".

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On a personal note.. I am doing better, PRAISE JESUS! Every day I have to give God my time here and trust that this will become home in due time. Great things are to come here in YWAM- Hyderabad. I am here until these things birth. I am excited to be apart of this new time!!! woot!

Learning to Lean

2009-10-22T06:39:00.002-04:00

If you could see my spiritual stature it would be a leaning one. I have been here in India for a week now and the biggest thing God has been teaching me... far bigger than how to adjust to the heat or food, much greater than understanding the culture... is how to lean on Him. I found right off that I can not do this alone. These two years will seem like ten if I do not learn to lean on Him. If I try to make this time here great by my might, I will fail. All I can do is surrender and let Jesus lead me on.

It's been a little rough, I must say. If you would have asked me if for saw these emotions coming... I would've looked at you strangely and laughed. I have never felt this way before.. ever! I did not know how much I took for granted having all my close friends near to me or the amazing YWAM family I had in Charlotte, NC. But growth doesn't come without pain... and this is my time to grow. I think that once I am done here in Hyderabad I will be a jewel! I will be refined and ready for the next step in my life. My prayer is that this time here is not wished away, but well spent and monumental in my life!

I love you, family and friends of mine! I'll upload pictures soon!

Boom Boom Pow!

2009-10-18T07:19:00.002-04:00

Last night was a Hindu festival called "Diwali"... the equivalent to Christian's Christmas. Man did they celebrate... fire crackers, fire works and the oh, so lovely, cherry bombs rang aloud all night long... and I mean it.. ALL NIGHT LONG. We sat on our roof as the Hindu's worshiped their false gods and prayed. Tears filled my eyes and sorrow in my heart. Oh, that they would be able to see! That their eyes would be unveiled!

A delicious chicken curry dinner from outside made for a not-so happy tummy today. It was spicy and good, but not home cooked. I think I will stick with eating food only made here at the base for now.

Tomorrow I start out working in the office and learning the processes of how things are done. I will also join my first Mercy Ministry tomorrow evening. Tonight we want to get together to pray for the trafficked women and children here in Hyderabad. I think God is going to do something big here. Actually, I know!

Please pray for me... transition is still a bit rough, both emotionally and physically. Pray for a quick acclimation! Love you all!

Life in India

2009-10-17T00:16:00.003-04:00

Im sitting in the living room of the apartment I'm staying in. A beautiful breeze from outside is wisping my hair and I smell the various scents of delicious Indian breakfasts being made. The children downstairs are laughing and playing. I feel at home:)

I arrived safely to Hyderabad early Thursday morning. The plane ride was fabulous! I give Air India two thumbs up! Jet lag greeted us with open arms and still hasn't fully let go. Two of my Indian friends met us at the airport with garlands to welcome Amy and I. It is good to be here; my new home.

My heart for this city has grown enormously. I cannot wait to fall into life here. I am expecting great things! I am expecting to see healings... people freed... my life transformed... big things!

Enjoy these pictures! I love you all and will update you soon:)

Saying Goodbye to my family

Passports to the Nations!

I am happy I made it.. just a little jet-lagged

Amy and Julia

Free from junk; free to move about the world!

2009-10-09T09:17:00.004-04:00

The other day I literally packed up everything. I wanted to see what kind of space I was looking at. Safe! I actually have a lot of extra room. Now the weight.. ehh... I don't know about that one;) As I was packing up I realized I was packing up my entire life. All my belongings, minus a few keep-sakes I'm sending home with my parents, are all packed up in two suitcases. Just a little over two months ago I started on my downgrading journey. At the end I completely gave away my entire wardrobe, a big bin of half used toiletries, a garbage bag of shoes, and filled the trashcan with meaningless things I've kept around for the years. Wow. I'm not looking to get a round of kudo's from ya'll but this is monumental for me. I cried the first two trips to the Salvation Army.... I'm not even gonna lie. It was difficult for me to hand over my belonging and get back in the car and drive away. It quite fun, I have to say, to see the girls here at the YWAM base sporting my previously owned clothes.

So here's to a fresh start! Free from junk and free to move about the world where God is calling me!

having fun with the little ones!

2009-10-08T14:54:00.006-04:00

Im loving spending my last few days with my little friends here at the YWAM base. Here are some photo's of them:)

Ahhh, and Relax!

2009-09-25T14:42:00.002-04:00

I went with my sister to get a pedicure... who ever knew that you get pampered so much? I wouldn't know seeings as my last pedicure was in January of 2007 in India! The little, petite Vietnamese lady hacked and filed and buffed and hacked some more at my precious feet. They look wonderful:) I chose a classy hot pink and she did my nails to match. I hope they stay looking pretty for a while, because I know once I move to India they will start looking scraggly. Thanks Traci and dad for great pampering:)

Butterflies!

2009-09-24T12:41:00.003-04:00

Yesterday I had an intense case of the butterflies! I was so tired but every time I tried to lay down I was awoken from their flutters. Three weeks from today I will be in a jet-lagged stupor smelling the Indian air and enjoying a delicious cup of Vijaya's chai. Oh no, the butterflies are back.
I keep imagining what it's going to feel like when I say my final good bye in the Charlotte airport or when Amy and I take off together from New York straight to Hyderabad. It's not a new chapter in life... but a whole new book! I can foresee many tears and urges to break out in a dance and song from this bitter sweet time. I can't wait!

PS- Tomorrow I am breaking down and getting a pedicure. These dogs have been neglected for far too long... I pity the person who has to work on these lovely feet... she might get a bigger tip;)

And so the journey begins...

2009-09-12T11:26:00.002-04:00

The official countdown has started, 32 days until I take the daring, faithful step to move to India. Yesterday I bought my ticket and my view on moving to India changed. It's for-real now. It's no longer that dream fairy-tale in my head that I yearned for, for years! So here's to a new chapter in life... a new discipline to start blogging again... and memories to be made. See you on the journey!

What a week!

2009-08-09T11:08:00.002-04:00

Stress. Emotions. Unfortunate events. A canker sore. An upset stomach. This was my week. Not too fabulous, eh? Well... amongst these things that I did not enjoy there was a lot of excitement with the unfolding plans of my move to India. I got flight quotes, which are better than I thought and have began to make plans to possibly visit the Taj Mahal with my friend, Amy on our way to India. Yes, you heard me correctly... on OUR way to India! Amy, as of right now, is going to join me and help me move in at the YWAM- Hyderabad base. I could not think of a more better person I would want with me during this time:)

I am getting butterflies every time I think and begin to make plans about moving. I feel so much peace. I can't explain it. There are fifty million things going on around me, but somehow peace just flows over me about moving to India. Ahhh... a relief. I remember back to the last time I made a big move. It was when I came back to YWAM in 2005. That summer was difficult and I didn't know if I'd make it, but it was that same peace as I have now that stabled me and got me through it. Thank you, Jesus, for peace!!

You leave my girl alone!

2009-07-24T21:10:00.004-04:00

Today was a sweet day for me and Jackson. Jackson is our base directors son who has autism. I work with him about 5-6 days a week. We do a lot of cooking and hanging out. I've found myself learning so much about who he is as an individual. He has really enveloped himself in my heart forever. He's my little sweetums! Today was one of the sweetest days we've had together. Let me tell you about it-

We were lounging in the living room at the YWAM base. I let him have some veg-out time where he likes to bury himself in the sofa. I get lots of giggles from him when I let him do this. I was letting him have this time this afternoon, but instead of burying himself he just laid his head on my chest. I felt his spirit so calm and relaxed. At one point I moved to another couch to talk to a friend, Michael. We were looking at pictures on his camera and laughing. Jacks did not like this one bit. He began to groan as he sat up on the couch. He nodded towards me and Michael all the while still groaning. I went over to him to have him show me what he wanted. He just stared Michael up and down. Michael then left the room and Jacks starred at him the whole way. He then stood up, took my hand and led me to the kitchen. It was like he was telling Michael, "You leave my girl alone!"

In the kitchen I had some country music playing on the radio. I held both of Jacksy's hands and began to sway like we were dancing. He smiled BIG! I then showed him how to move his feet, but he wasn't having none of that. But... a few moments later as we were cutting water melon, he grabbed my two hands, began to sway and rock his feet. Jacks and I danced today for the first time! It was dear to me. That kid will always, no matter how bad of a day we have, he will always have my heart!

The master chef cutting up water melon!

Oh a pull at the heart strings!

2009-07-13T14:17:00.002-04:00

So I looked through all my pictures from India the other day. There was a lot of laughing at silly pics of us dancing and trying new things, cringing at the pics of us drentched in sweat, and tears of just missing the faces and ministries we worked with. I miss it so much. If there had been any hesitation to move back it is all gone. I just can't wait to get there and start life in this amazing country. I do want to share with you something quite hilarious. While in Hyderabad we found a lot of fun things to do. One of these things was riding a mechanical bull. I look at these pictures and just keel over in laughter. So for your veiwing pleasure and the possible embarassment of my friends and I, I present to you....

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=70581&id=503126864&l=8927422626

Ready for Momentum!

2009-06-24T10:37:00.002-04:00

All the single staff are gone this week, except for me. It's quite lonesome during the day. My friend Megan has taken me in for the week and I am so very thankful for that! I have a lot of quiet time on my hands. So while cleaning or while I'm in the office I have lots of time to think. It makes me yearn for momentum in my life. I want it to pick up. Well, my life is really busy right now, but I'd like the momentum to pick up in the areas of my life that are stale. I want to see things happen, change... come. So that's my prayer right now. I want momentum in my spiritual life, in my preparation for my next step in missions and life in general. Once I get that pendulum swinging, there will be no stopping it! Let's go!

Here I am!

2009-06-16T20:53:00.003-04:00

My hiatus from the blogger world has come to en end! I've been super busy these past few weeks... and that's no lie. Allow me to catch you up on life. As of last month I am currently the employee of three organizations/company's. My first, and most important of course, is YWAM. I am still living and working with my YWAM-Charlotte family. I actually run the kitchen for the singles and the occasional birthday get-togethers. Cooking is one of the many things I learned at YWAM... oh, growing up:) I also have the fabulous job of being an associate at Bath and Body Works in our local Small (short for small mall). Talking to people about fragrances and being smiley and cheery... yeah, I like it. I do have to say, however, I have become the biggest sweet talker, though. There are some scents we have that just smell like pure moth balls. But when a customer is just beaming over her selection, I have to so joyfully exclaim, "What a great choice! Doesn't it just smell lovely?" as I am suffocating from it's overwhelming stench. All in all I really love the job working at Bath and Body Works. Lastly, I also am employed at a place called the ARC of Union County. I work with Jackson, my base directors 17 year old son. Jackson has autism and I have the privilege to take him out for some fun and recreation. The other day he and I put together a grill my brother sent to me. We then made and grilled some amazing bacon, cheddar burgers! He and I can whip up some great treats in the kitchen. You may be asking why I am working. Good question. I am only working for the summer to save money to pay off a credit card I have and to save money for my upcoming move to India.

I have a big change coming up and I'm trying to prepare myself the best I can. I just don't kow if I'm doing it well enough. Agh.

I think I've already written you a novel. I need to save some for the newsletter coming out soon! Now it's time to put myself to bed and get rest for another busy day in the life of me:)

New, New, New!!

2009-05-20T14:13:00.002-04:00

So I did it again. I changed the theme of the blog. The other one was sweet but it had it's limitations. So welcome to the new and improved blog! The fun things that were on the previous one, like the picture links, will be back up soon. I hope you enjoy!

I do want to bring your attention to the right sidebar on my page. I have set up a way for you to get involved financially in my mission work. I am gearing up, saving up and raising support up for my move to India. Would you pray and consider joining me in this journey? Do note that any donations made via my blog do not get a tax deductible receipt. If you'd like a receipt for your donation you can make a check out to YWAM and mail them to- 418 E. Franklin St. Monroe, NC 28112. Every little penny helps me out greatly! If you want to know more on what I am currently up to or what I will be doing... let me know. I'd love to talk to you!

I hope you have a great Memorial weekend! Talk to you soon! Peace:)

Kristina's totally awesome day!

2009-05-04T15:51:00.004-04:00

Today turned out to be a GREAT day! Monday's usually drag out and become a bit hectic... but today has just had so many happy moments and I want to share...

1. I got a printer that prints color! This means I can finally send out my India newsletter. I didn't have the finances to print the beautiful creation I had made about a month ago.

2. I have an interview at Bath and Body works. If all goes well our YWAM base will be the most fragrant YWAM base around!

3. I'm getting to spend some good friend time with Hovde as it is just her and I this week. Everyone else is in PA.

4. The baby birds have hatched.. take a look-

And tonight Anthony and Michaela are coming out for dinner! I might be just a little too perky today... but hey, it's a great day! I hope your day has turned out to be as amazing or even better!

Peace!

I don't want to Tolerate!

2009-04-26T16:45:00.002-04:00

"...But that's the point. We see a deadly sin on every street corner, in every home and we tolerate it. We tolerate it because it's common; it's trivial. We tolerate it morning, noon and night. Well not any more, I am setting the example."

Though this excerpt comes from the twisted serial killer movie, Seven, it stuck with me. So much so, that the next day I had to fast forward through the movie until I found it.

The word tolerate in itself shouldn't be something we do. Especially if it has to do with our relationships. Now I know I am not innocent of this. If I said I was, I would for sure be the kettle calling the pot black. Why do we tolerate sin? Why do we sit by and let others suffer. I have been guilty many times of rolling my eyes and thanking the Lord that's not me. Why? I just tolerated sin. And when we tolerate, we show sin is OK. It's NOT! We weren't created to watch others spiritually and emotionally die.

Last summer in New Orleans I was driving by myself back to our house. As I sat at a light, my eye caught a man walking down the street. Right then, he fell face first onto the pavement. A woman walking nearby picked up her dog and ran from him. He was in need of help. I had to make a quick choice in my head... pull over and help this stranger, or keep driving. I hesitated and pulled over a little ways down the street. With 9-1-1 yelling at me to calm down, I sprinted to the man, who at this point was laying in a pool of blood choking on it. He couldn't breathe. Shaking from all the Adrenalin, I and another man rolled the victim onto his side where he was able to gasp for a much needed breath. He obviously was seizing. I held onto him tightly as the other man held his head. I prayed and prayed that he would be OK.

What if I hadn't stopped? What if no one stopped? Would he have died?That is a horrible risk to take. It's funny how a man bleeding to death on a busy sidewalk is more shocking than a best friend who throws their life away because of a bad decision we allowed them to make. Let's not tolerate. Please stand with me and stop letting our friends spiritually and emotionally die. It's all around us. Let's set the example and be little Christ's! After all isn't it far much better to save a life than save a friendship?

Im Springing up Joy!

2009-04-25T10:44:00.004-04:00

Living in North Carolina I get to see the seasons change very distinctly. The leaves changing color in the fall which lead to their shedding in the winter which leads to the very beautiful spring time of new colors and life! Spring has its ups and downs, though. I'll start with the downs, since I am currently suffering from this seasons actions. My front porch has a putrid yellow icing to it that makes my nose want to jump into my sinus cavity. The dogwood, a very captivating tree, triggers the most annoying post-nasal drip. And what I look forward to every spring... (insert sarcastic tone) is the two week funk where my sinus', nose, throat, and lungs get attacked by a monstrous thick, green infection. It's bliss. haha.

But the up side to spring is much bigger and overrides the negative aspects. I love to see the trees grow new, vibrant green leaves, the flowers arise from what I assumed was the end of their lives into colorful blossoms, and the best thing... the birds. Yes, the birds. I feel like a child as I peer into different nests each day to see the progress of the babies. We have this one nest that is right eye level with me in a small bush outside our house. I watched these little ones emerge from eggs and into small birds ready for flight. I know they are about to leave the nest and I was a bit depressed by the thought of not being able to see them every day. But right in the next bush is a new nest with new eggs! Listen, I may sound like a child here, but I never really experienced this growing up. New life is such a miracle! Well, I will leave you with some pictures of the birds as go to blow my nose and get ready for some spring cleaning! Love you all!

The new nest!

The two babies, one head and one butt.

He looks very angry this morning.

Our Work in Action!

2009-04-22T17:19:00.002-04:00

While I was in India earlier this year, the team and I created a children's room at an HIV/AIDS clinic. We felt God give us specific details on how the room should look. So with a small budget, some donated toys and blankets from home and brilliant imaginations... we created a sanctuary for children affected by this disease. You may have already seen the pictures. If not, there is a link to the before, during and after pictures on the right side bar entitled, "The Nireekshana Project".

Today, I received a great email! One that made me smile. It was an email containing pictures of the children's room in action! The room is right now being used! Here are the pictures for you to enjoy too! Because of your financial support and mighty prayers you too were able to be apart of this project! Thank you:)

He is Risen!

2009-04-13T12:12:00.005-04:00

This weekend was fabulous! We had an Easter celebration with our Front Porch kids. We saw four of them accept Christ as their savior! Welcome Andre, Patrick, Dante and Jaquera!!! Easter was well spent with friends and lots of delicious food. Church blew my mind and I feel rejuvinated. The pastor knows how to tell a salvation message and convict "christians" of how they are living. He had me trembling in the fear of the Lord. What a beautiful weekend! I hope you all had a great one too. Check out the pics...

Children Preforming song and dance for us.

Chris praying with Matthew

Lunch!

Praying with the kids

Minhee leading children in song and dance

Enjoying a beautiful day, friends and food!

My first Easter Ham!!

Me and Kristen on Easter

Rockin my world...

2009-04-07T13:11:00.002-04:00

Elevation Church, where I am currently attending church, has been rocking my world with the sermons. I felt Holy Spirit during the worship two weeks ago during this song. It has rocked my world....

When the waters rise

My hope is sure

When my world falls apart

I stand secure

When my way is dark

Your light breaks through

When i don’t feel you near

Your word is true

Jesus your love surrounds me

You’re holding my life

Holding my life

Chorus:

The Lord is my rock
And I won’t be afraid
I wont be afraid
You’re with me

Verse 2:

When the waters rise

My hope is sure

When my world falls apart

I stand secure

Bridge:

Oh God you carry us

You rise above

You lift us up

Help!

2009-04-04T18:13:00.001-04:00

This is a special blog for a special person... Lynn Sea! How can I get a hold of you??

Almost to the End

2009-04-02T12:25:00.004-04:00

Endings. There's something so bitter sweet about them. I like endings such as the end of a fast, the end to a really boring meeting where I wanted to gouge out my eyes, or the end of a car ride where I was prepping myself for instant death. Then there are the ends I do not particularly like, such as the end of an amazing television series, the end of a seriously delicious bowl of chocolate moose tracks, and the one I am facing now.. the end to my time at YWAM-Charlotte. The thing is, that as my book is coming to an end here, life still goes on! *screeching tires *gasp!

It's a time where I can choose to get this mindset that I am not welcome and/or accepted. Or I can embrace the changes going on here. I've been apart of this mission for 5 years. My finger print is all over this base. As I am finishing this last six months well, I see a lot of new faces, new visions, new relationships, and new beginnings all over. It's tempting to not want to be apart of it. Moving on is hard. It takes a toll on your emotions and challenges you to really hold tight to the voice of God. So here's to the last six months (for now) with a family I love so much.

The link

2009-03-31T15:13:00.000-04:00

Here's the link to the fabulous sermon I want you all to hear...

http://www.elevationchurch.org/

Putting the pieces to the puzzle

2009-03-30T16:12:00.002-04:00

If you are a faithful follower to my blog you will remember a little back the blog, "Don't Spit Me Out." The blog talks about the the scripture in Revelations where God says that lukewarm Christians make him sick and He will spit us out. I told a story about a lukewarm shower I had taken and it all came into perspective. Last night I went to church, and my life was shaken. The preacher spoke on being lukewarm. He said that there is an epidemic with Christians these days... it's "Practical Atheism." Wow. I am a full time missionary/ part time follower of Jesus at times. Wow. I want to either be hot or cold... no in between. Here's a link to the sermon. If you have some time to spare, sit and listen to this and let God wreck you. It's good.

On another note, I am having some heart issues. Nothing medical, just emotional hurt. Please pray that I can see God's direction in this time and not run away. I need a change... quickly.

Growing Pains

2009-03-27T14:47:00.002-04:00

Ouch. I remember losing sleep as a pre-teen from aching legs. I was growing. At the age of 25 I am currently not physically growing; maybe wider, but not taller (hehe). But I am growing spiritually. I think I've hit a major growth spurt just recently... and it hurts. It's hurts so bad at times that I just want to run away. Where would I run, though, where there is no pain? I have to say that at this very moment I am OK. In twentie minutes from now I might feel a different way. But right now I know I will be OK. I will let this growth take place, hurt a little in the process and be OK in the end. I'm excited to see what's at the other side of this. I am ready for restoration of the pieces I've fallen into.

Peace:)

I've figured it out...

2009-03-24T21:11:00.002-04:00

The reason why there are so many immature adults... Because growing and changing hurts and takes a lot of effort. That vision I wrote about the other day; it's becoming reality.

Out with the old, In with the need!

2009-03-23T18:59:00.002-04:00

To my amazement I have found that I have a slue of clothes and "things" that I never use! I took all my belongings today and put them in one large empty room... the sight is astonishing. I have a tall wall of clothes that stretch across the room and an endless pile of "things" behind it. I put some of my money to good use and bought some plastic storage bins. They're having a sale at Wal-Mart... $8.00 and I got 3 bins!! Whoot! Well, I must get back to the sorting of my belongings. This is yet another step in down-sizing for my upcoming move.. yay!

On another chapter of this journey I am on a search for a job. Today, all dressed up in a nice black dress, I hit the streets of downtown Monroe. No one is hiring. I figured. But, Family Video is! I have my application and will promptly turn it in tomorrow and pray for the job. This job will help pay my credit card debt and free me from the financial suffocation. I'll keep you posted!

Kristina Likes

2009-03-20T23:20:00.002-04:00

I absolutely LOVE this commercial. I sometimes find myself singing it to myself. Check it out...

I have to admit...

2009-03-20T18:40:00.004-04:00

Ugh... So for the first time on the web I am writing about my search for a second job. To be completely honest, this is not something I want to do, nor am I out in the backyard doing cartwheels for. I just know that my life is about to take a turn when I move to India to work with YWAM. I need to get many ducks in a row before I take this step. One of those ducks; the plump, large, stubborn duck, is my credit card debt. I have never wrote about this before, so I'm a bit nervous. I owe a small amount on a tiny piece of plastic. I will find myself a job to pay off this debt. My hopes are that I only have to work for a couple of months. While the base will be operating like normal, my friends will be doing what I want to be doing while I am working on the side. These next couple of months are gonna be hard, emotional, and a fight... but I will keep my eyes on the end prize!
I'll keep ya'll updated on the search. Pray for me. Pray that I can find the perfect job and get this debt off me. Peace!

A Vision of Fire, Rain and a New Beginning

2009-03-16T23:44:00.003-04:00

I had this vision the other day-

I'm afraid. I'm standing in the middle of an intense ring of fire that is trying to eat me. My rosy cheeks feel burned and the smoke is making it hard to breathe. Front, back, right left... the flames are everywhere. I panic. Where's my escape? How will I ever survive? Then I remember to look up; up to Him. I do and my eyes lock intimately with His and I'm at peace. The flames are still lurking and hurling its heat onto my body, but I'm peaceful. I hear Him say, "Do not lose sight of me."

I continue to gaze upwards as the billowing smoke rises up around me. I do not lose my focus. Will this fire ever stop?

Then the rain comes. And it's not your, "Lets go jump, skip and hop in puddles- dance in the rain," type of rain. This rain is pounding. It's the type you run from. It's flash flood rain. But I stay. I stay and get pelted with the heavy droplets driving 100 mph into my face. Immediately I am soaked, cold and wondering why I didn't run when it started coming down. This is my chance. I can run, find somewhere else to escape this pain. But that would be hiding and isn't hiding such a lonely thing to do? I decide to stay because He said, "Do not lose sight of me." If I ran and hid I'd have to take my eyes off Him. I stare into Him more intensely through my distorted vision. The sound of the storm around me makes it hard to hear His voice. It's faint. I can't make out what's being said. But I stay in His gaze.

The rain finally subsides. I almost got lost in my self pity and missed the sizzling ring of drenched ashes around me. The fire- it's gone. The rain- it stopped. Him... where is He? He's not up! Where is He? I look, search, panic, and there... behind me, on that beautiful path, there He is. He's holding out a hand and waiting for me to walk with Him into my destiny... will I follow?

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I can't begin to explain the groan in my spirit right now. Agh. How many of us, myself included, can't even make it past the rings of fire in our lives? Oh, how many times I have flipped a lid because of the fire... countless times. And then when I make it through the anxiety of the incoming flames and find His gaze, the rain comes and I flee. I run like a child runs from a stranger. Why? Why do I sprint for the first "shelter" that never ends up being a real shelter and I'm stuck in the rain anyways? I haven't seen this until now. I'm right now in a ring of fire. The rain is starting and I am faced with the option to stay, like He has instructed, or to run like I have my whole life. I already know what's at the end. It's my beautiful destiny.

Stay, Kristina! Stay! There's no more time for a half-way-there relationship with the One who has your destiny in His hands. The rain is just beginning and I'm here, staying in His gaze saying, "Bring it on, I'm ready to walk into my forever."

One more...

2009-03-13T20:27:00.002-04:00

Let me add to that previous list...

15. People wearing literally WHATEVER to the store. Today on my way to the beach I stopped at Wal-Mart to get some things for my outing. I felt very awkward and naked in my shorts and tank top... I mean c'mon it's Wal-Mart, but I still felt trashy. Well later on today my sister and I were at Target and when exiting the store a girl, late teens/early twenties, walked out the store slurping her slushy with her booty hanging out. She was wearing what I assume was a bathing suit underneath a very short and skimpy pull over. There she was frolicking through the parking lot for the whole world to see her bum. That's not normal, but wearing a bathing suit AND a MODEST cover up to the store is completely acceptable.

I feel a good blog coming on soon... It's building up inside me... just wait.

Things are different

2009-03-11T16:43:00.000-04:00

Since I've been home in Florida I have seem to forgotten how different Florida is from North Carolina... So I have made a list-

1. No one has a twang here. If you do have one you are considered foriegn!
2. They drive faster. "I'm not speeding I'm just going with the flow of traffic," my mom always says.
3. All the old people. Go to Publix before school gets out and it's like the convalescent home is on a field trip. Heck our street has more senior citizens than young people on it.
4. They dress different. Doesn't matter what time of year, you will always find people wearing floral print or bright color clothing and those ugly floppy hats with a fish hook in it.
5. Publix, Bealls, Burdines...
6. The asphalt is a different color. I think its because there is shell in it and then maybe the sun bleaches it?
7. There's no parking on the side of the road.. this is for the city I live in.
8. Students can skip a half day of school and go to the beach.
9. Hibiscus Plants.
10. Everything is still green and it's early March!
11. The houses are made of stucco or concrete.
12. Bathing suits are being sold.
13. There's no orange clay on the side of the roads... Only whitish gray dirt.
14. Its SO FLAT!
15. There's more of a diverse mix of Latinos other than Mexicans.

I Love the difference, but I miss my home in NC. Oh, Florida!

Stuck in Cement

2009-03-11T11:42:00.000-04:00

Every time I come home to Deltona to visit home I get in this, "I don't want to do anything," mood. I feel like sitting on my parents couch is a cement trap. I need to get out and see my friends and family, but all I want to do is nothing. How boring. Today my dad and I are gonna go out to see the movie, Slumdog Millionaire. It's a great movie. We went to see it in India. I want my dad to see it so he can see a little part of India. Hopefully he won't get scared about me moving there. Tonight the family and I are going out to the beach to watch the shuttle take off. I'll take pictures and post them. Watching the shuttles and missiles is something I have loved ever since I was a kid. My dad would come and wake me up, if I was asleep, to watch them. It's really beautiful!

On a whole completely different note- My friend Amy is leaving this morning for Israel! I am so excited for her! Check out her blog... www.tribespahr.blogspot.com. She is on an incredible adventure.

Well, until the next post... Peace out!

This is my now

2009-03-09T21:09:00.000-04:00

A friend of mine, Katie, just posted a blog about a Jordin Sparks song that spoke to her directly. That made me think of another Jordin Sparks song that has very recently summed up my life. It's called, "This is my now"

There was a time I packed my dreams away.
Living in a shell, hiding from myself.

There was a time when I was so afraid.
I thought I'd reached the end,
But baby that was then
I am made of more than my yesterdays.

This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment.
As I look around
I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.

I have to decide,
Was I gonna play it safe.
Or look somewhere deep in side,
Try to turn the tide,
And find the strength to take that step of faith.

This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment.
As I look around
I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.

And I have the courage like never before, yeah.
I've settled for less now I'm ready for more,
Ready for more.

This is my now, and I am breathing in the moment.
As I look around I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.

I'm living in the moment
I look around I can't believe the love I see.
My fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then, this is my now.
This is my now.

I feel so complacent "resting" here at home. I'm ready for the next big thing! I'm ready to take the first step into my destiny. I want to keep the forward motion going strong.

India Slides

2009-03-08T13:51:00.000-04:00

Newer Slideshow... enjoy!

Crash Landing

2009-03-08T12:15:00.000-04:00

Numb. That is what I felt inside yesterday. I hugged and kissed my friends good-bye, got into a car with my parents and knocked out. The past six months haven't yet sunk in yet. I think I need to catch up on some sleep and then it will all hit me. I am full of so many emotions that my brain has no clue how to process them... I'm numb.

Just a thought

2009-03-03T16:17:00.001-05:00

So I thought of this last night as my friend, Lauren, and I watched a tv show. There were two people; a man and woman. They were in love with each other. The man got down on one knee and with a twinkle in his eye, he proposed to the woman and the love-drunk couple hugged, kissed, and stared into each others eyes. Now pause that scene. If that were me... where would Jesus be in that situation? This is literally what I thought as I saw the couple envelope in their love. I understood that verse in Matthew where Jesus says that if possible it is good for a man not to marry. We are asked to live lives that are centered around Jesus. As a single it's tough at times, I can't imagine what it's like married. What does it mean to have Jesus at the center of your relationship? I am not saying by any means that I do not want to get married. I can't wait for the day that I meet someone who I will share the rest of my life with. It excites me! I just am curious about making Jesus the center of it. Any comments will be well received.

I can't and won't settle for mediocre

2009-03-01T15:05:00.000-05:00

I went to church today. It was bland. Like stale bread in my mouth when I was expecting something warm and fluffy. The message was good, the pastor was good, the worship was OK, but it didn't hit the spot. I kept hearing in my head, my friend Amy say, "That what you experienced in India was normal! What you experience here is not!".

I long for the radical-christian life. The one that is constantly reliant on the Holy Spirit. Where people are lined up after church to be prayed for to see healing in their lives. I no longer want to be wrapped up in my stuff. I came home this time and was in tears, literal tears, because of my personal wardrobe. I had two dressers, one closet and bins full of clothes. Way too much than I really need. I see a downsizing coming forth very soon. Agh, this outreach ruined me bad. I like it though. I like being radical... not mediocre.

India Slides

2009-02-28T19:01:00.001-05:00

Taking a step into my Destiny

2009-02-28T17:21:00.001-05:00

It's been over a week and my heart still feels wrecked. I have been to many countries and never before have I came back feeling like this. This was my third time to India and I left with the thought, "I can't imagine never coming back to this country." It's been 6 years since God let me in on some clues to my future. It was a vision of me leaving everything behind for a life committed to serving the Indian people. I'm finally walking into a part of my destiny. I am praying and processing with my leaders here at YWAM-Charlotte about my move to YWAM-Hyderabad in September.

I heard this quote from Mother Teresa, "The hunger for love is much harder to remove than the hunger for bread." And that's just what I want to do. I want to show how women can quench their desire for an undying love. I have worked with many widows and women who are desperately searching for a love that lasts. I want them to experience this love that Jesus has poured on me.

Please be praying for me in this time. There are several things that I need to wrap up and bring an end. I want to keep this forward motion... this momentum into my destiny.

The India update is in the works. So here are some pics to enjoy until I get it up here..

Lauren, me and Elby hiding behind our sari's

Sunset over Hyderabad

Kids we worked with in the slum

Eating She called me, "Foriegn Auntie"

Precious children

Tribal Children

Don't spit me out

2009-02-25T12:44:00.000-05:00

I should be writing you all an exciting update about my time in India. Please know that I am in the midst of conjuring up a good blog for that. It is hard for me to try to compact all my thoughts from two powerful months into one short piece. I did, today, look through an array of pictures from the trip and my heart was overcomed with sadness. I promise I’ll get something up soon.

Onto today. I woke up at an early 6:30am. I had a pretty mediocre quiet time; it definitely could have been deeper. I then had a shower. Now, I am staying at a nice retreat center for a conference this week. The rooms are hotel-like. One would think that they would have endless hot water. But I guess this one was wrong. It’s a bit chilly here so the anticipation of having a hot shower was exciting. The shower came on. Ugh. That’s cold. I turn the cold water down a little. Still cold. I turn the cold water completely off. Lukewarm. Blah. It felt weird. I wanted to get out, but my greasy locks were screaming for some attention. My body shivered, but not like it did when I took those ice cold showers in Bangalore. It just quivered a little. Lukewarm equals gross. It was then that I understood the scripture in Revelations where it says-

⁵I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other!¹⁶So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.¹⁷You say, 'I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.' But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked.

Why would I want to be like that? Why would I want to be half there? It’s like coffee- its great hot, its great cold, but when it’s at that stage of in-between, it’s disgusting. At the end of my life, whenever that may be, I want God to look at me and say I was either hot or cold… not lukewarm.

In the hospital with Kristen

2009-02-13T04:51:00.000-05:00

So the outreach is about over and our team is battleing with some stomach issues. Kristen, one of our students, was admitted to the hospital. She and I spent a nice 43 hours in a little hospital room. This is an entry from my journal on the first day….

Indian hospitals are extremely different from American hospitals. I say this as two cockroaches race across the white marble floor. My sweet Kristen is attempting to read her book with her IV still in her arm. I’m sweating and feeling a bit psycho from being confined to our hospital cell; and that’s what it feels like… a cell. Our friends came to visit, bringing us great treats. We now have a smorgasbord of rice, daal, gobi, bread, jam and an array or beverages like orange juice, apple juice, Gatorade and chilled water. All of this and I’m not craving a single item. I have this vision of a Taco Bell burrito ple-aing through my mind. I can almost taste the ice cold sweet carbonation of a long desired fountain coca-cola on my tongue. Agh! I need to snap out of it. I think the cabin fever has gotten to my senses.

I asked the nurse if there was a TV we could watch… she just laughed, so I assume that was a no. All I wanted was to find out what the giant explosion we saw from our roof top tonight was. It was so big and so powerful that it shook our whole apartment complex. People were in a frenzy. I heard it was a chemical plant. I ventured out of our cell in attempts to find a news paper. I asked one nurse to we had been working with. She didn’t speak English so our communication was centered on a game of charades. I pretended to read a paper and threw out several paper names I knew of in Hyderabad. The nurse perked up and went into the office and came out with a paper in hand. Yes! I had successfully communicated with her! But much to my disappointment not only was the news paper a month old and ripped, it was also in the Telugu script. Hadn’t the past few hours of us not understanding each other tell her that I couldn’t speak a lick of Telugu let alone read the script? To my rescue came a sweet elderly man who had witnessed my unsuccessful attempt in getting what I wanted. He went out and bought me a paper. I was excited to actually have something to do. I’m not much of a news paper reader, but today I became a pro. I started off by reading the front page article about the giant explosion. No one was killed, praise Jesus, but two men were wounded. To my entertainment and to one of the wounded men’s embarrassment was a picture of this man laying with burns on a hospital bed in nothing but his blue underwear. Right on the front page for all the world to see. How embarrassing. I went on to read literally EVERY particle in the paper. Some stories were funny, others I had no clue what they were talking about. There was one article about 20 peacocks found dead and another that was a warning to young couples on Valentines Day to not be found displaying PDA or they will be forced to be married right on site (no lie… it’s true!). I found a soduko that I conquered in no time, too. After there was nothing else to read I had the brilliant idea to make Kristen a princess hat out of the paper. Krystal made a wand and we made Kristen the Princess of Shreyas Hospital. Three of our nurse friends came in and wanted in on the action. So we placed the crown of glory on each nurse and took endless pictures with Kristen. The doctor paged the nurses and then we were left bored, once again.

So as I conclude this journal entry… Kristen is acting loopy from all the drugs in her system and I am yearning for AC, a television and that delicious burrito that is still on my mind.

Journey to India (in a nutshell)

2009-01-25T09:01:00.001-05:00

It seems like forever since I've updated you all! We've been up to so much... so here is an update in a nutshell...

My heart has been twisted in some many directions. I ache for the people here in India. My heart loves to be here. I feel home. Last week we traveled to Bangalore for 10 days. Our first ministry we worked with was called, "Home of Hope". Check out this video. This is about what we did while we were there- (note- It's extremely graphic)

We have been doing a lot of work in the slums. We go in and work with the children for the first part and then we make house visits to pray with families. It is such an experience to be able to go into these tiny shacks and talk with the people about there lives, intimately! At one slum, praise be to the LORD, we saw TWO HEALINGS!!!! Two girls were healed of partial deafness. We took them to their parents to test. It was a miracle! I was privileged to be apart of that moment.

On a personal note, I am doing better with my health. I am still dealing with some chest congestion and a bad cough. Please keep me in prayer for that. I am having a blast being here in India. I think the more I spend time here and get down and dirty the more I yearn to be here permanently. Maybe one day:)

Last night as I was going to sleep I thought of all my supporters and the people praying for me. I want you to know that I am very thankful for you and I think and pray about you often. I would not be able to be here doing Gods work without your sacrifice. Thank you!

India, oh India!

2009-01-11T06:21:00.000-05:00

Coming to India I assumed my stomach would get a bit sick before I left. It’s almost impossible to get around that. My bland, American body meeting spicy Indian food is certainly always a collision my insides do not know how to handle. But, as I am lying here on a floor mat in our living room while the rest of the team is out doing ministry, I am fighting of a nasty respitory track infection and gastronitis. No, no, this isn’t just your normal cold I get quite often. It’s an Indian cold; a different strand my body has never encountered. Last night around midnight is when I decided this was no ordinary illness. I was awoken by sharp pains in my stomach, a high fever, and a stuffed nose. Feeling that, oh so familiar, pain in my lower stomach I knew it was game time. So I acted as a contortionist out of my mosquito net and bee-lined for our bedroom door. It was locked. Locked from the outside.
“What? Is this really happening?” I tried the door once again. Locked. I was stranded in my own misery. I began to get anxious as the pain intensified. I banged on the door, I pounded on the thick cement walls, and I vigorously shook the door. No one was coming to my rescue. Heck, the three girls in my room hadn’t budged a bit in my frenzy. The sweat started to pour.
“What am I going to do? What am I going to do?!” I had no other options. I was stuck. I decided to get back up and woke up my friend Berkeley saying,
“Berkeley! We are locked inside this room and I need to get out! Please help me!” I think she heard the desperation in my voice because she flew straight up in her bed. I went to the door to show her our problem and with one hard shake of the door, it came unlocked. Just like that. I was rescued! Finally! Oh it was a glorious feeling in a time when I felt so ill.
I didn’t sleep much that night. The fever was keeping me from falling asleep. In the morning I declared to my Indian friend, Joseph, that it was time to go to the doctor.
The doctor was not nearly as eventful as my previous escape from my bedroom dungeon. It took about 30 minutes, 200 rupees ($4 US dollars) and a lot of translation, and I was done. The doctor didn’t even ask my name until the end of the exam. But all is well. A lady who lives across from us is a nurse and she accompanied me. She gave me the low-down on the prescriptions I have and what to do to get over this fast. She cringed when she found out we were taking cold showers. Hey now, I love the cold showers in this hot climate. Also she urged me to drink hot water, which she so lovingly boiled and is currently sitting next to me. So, I have, or should I say, I am experiencing something new here in India, and unlike everything else, I do not like this. I’m ready to get better.

I’m going to try to upload some pictures to my blog of the tribes we visited this week. We prayer walked, did a drama, told some testimonies and sang songs with the people. We then were able to pray for the tribal people. In one tribe I think we were able to pay for almost the entire tribe! Yay God! If you don’t see any pictures, its because the internet connection. I will try again soon. Peace!

I <3 India

2009-01-08T21:35:00.000-05:00

Here is an entry from my journal....

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As I sit here and write this, my heart is aching. It's early in the morning and I just can't sleep. It could possibly be blamed on jet-lag or possibly that I can't seem to shake these people from the HIV/AIDS clinic from my mind. Some travel for hours (and when I say hours, I mean like 7, 8, and even 9!). That is the distance between my parents home and the YWAM base in Monroe! some crawl up the stairs just to be seen, to feel human touch. some are widows, some children, some fathers accompanied by their grieving families, some are there for the first time and can't get through the exam without streams of sorrowful tears soaking their faces. All of them, though, are God's precious children... every one of them.

the state, Andra Pradesh, where we are currently working has the highest percentage of peoples living with the HIV/AIDS virus. I asked the doctor overseeing the clinic why this was and he didn't fully know. His conclusion was that it is due to the rich highways that pass through this state. Many truck drivers pass through these highways and see sex-workers. One out of every four sex-worker in Andra Pradesh is infected with the virus. These men then bring it back home to their wives. This is the main cause of transmission here. We have seen many cases of young girls, about my age- 25, who were married at a young age around 14 and received HIV/AIDS from their husbands. Most of their husbands have passed away and they are living now with children and a deadly disease. I've seen many widows. A hopelessness lurks over them. But when they come to the clinic the compassion showed there blows that cloud away and lets the light of hope shine all around them.

See, in the government hospitals, the doctors and nurses will not touch a HIV/AIDS patient. There is a big stigma here that people have engraved into their minds, that the transmission is easy. At the clinic we make it a point to touch each patient, pray with them and show them the truth that they are able to live a normal life. The people need to be taught that this disease is preventable. We have learned a skit to take to schools to teach on abstinence and the awareness of HIV/AIDS.

Please pray for our this clinic. Pray for the widows. Pray for the children. Please pray for the men. Please pray.

***

Since I wrote this we have begun to work with other ministries as well. I loved that we were able to start out our mission working with this clinic. I spent most my time shadowing a doctor and examining the patients. I saw many things I have never seen before... TB, external herpes, measles, oral thrush, and malaria. I've seen smiling, laughing children running in the halls who had no clue that their lives are going to be cut short. I've seen so much. My heart is breaking. But isn't this what I want? I do.

To India.. and BEYOND!

2009-01-01T07:32:00.001-05:00

In just a few hours I will be boarding a flight. Destination- Hyderabad, India. I'm willingly leaving my chance for a snowy winter behind for the blazing hot land of India. The two places we will be working in are Hyderbad and Bangalore. (See map)

My hope is to be able to weekly update my blo to keep you posted on our ministry, the team, and how God is radically moving. I can't wait! Peace to you all in this New Year!

What are the chances?

2008-12-30T07:25:00.000-05:00

What are the chances that a genuine person found a $100 bill at Wal Mart last night and turned it in? I hope high.

So the story goes like this-

I went to Wal Mart to get groceries for the next couple of days before we head out to India. I had a $100 bill in my pocket. I spent about an hour getting all the groceries. I went to check out, and bam.. no money. My poket was empty. We (my dear friends here and I) searched the store high and wide with no sign of the money. I left my name and number with the Customer Service desk. Please pray that they call. Please pray that there was someone who found it and decided not to pocket it. I can't really afford $100 to pay back to YWAM.

Isn't He lovely?

2008-12-28T21:04:00.000-05:00

I am sitting here trying to make a list of things that I need to get done before I leave for India and I just can't get past the fact that God is faithful. It's His nature; it's just who He is. Here's what is making me ga-ga over this incredible, ever-conscience God of mine...

I came home to Florida for a short visit for Christmas. I knew I'd be busy spending quality time with my family (and yes, watching super hero movies with gramps is quality time). But I had this burden weighing me down from totally enjoying my time. I needed $1000. Quick. I hadn't bought my ticket for India, but I had the word; the solid word, that I was to go. The first full day being home I received a call from, Bobbie, an elderly woman whom I have known for years in my church.

She said, "Is this Kristina? Good. Because the Lord has had favor on me and now wants to have favor on you. I am donating $500 to your fund for India."

I couldn't believe my ears! What? $500? Half of what I need? Can this be? I must have thanked her ten million times. We chatted for a bit and that was that. Talk about a faith booster. Well, that wasn't the half of it.

(a few hours later)

"Kristina?" I heard Bobbies voice on the other end of the phone.

"Now listen. I was talking with Hilda (her sister) and she wants to donate to you too. She will give $200, making the total $700."

WHAT?! $700? This was still day one of being home. Three days before Christmas. I was beginning to see the light at the end of this long, dark hopeless tunnel. Faith was just oozing out of me. I was able to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas day without the fear of God not providing. But wait, that's not the end of the story!

"Kristina?" Yes, it was Bobbie once again. "Tomorrow at church I am turning in your check to be sent to you. My sister wants to make her donation the same as mine so the check will be for $1000."

By this time I was a pile of flub on the floor.

I must have thanked Bobbies ear off. I did not know how else to communicate my gratitude. If she were in front of me I probably would have squeezed her so tight she'd bust.

Because she heard God speak, I am going to India. Because I have awesome friends who believe in me, I get to experience a promise. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!

In just 3 days I will be packing up and boarding the first flight to Hyderabad, India. Please be praying for me and the 17 other people coming along. I will keep you updated!

**My hope is to be able to periodically update my blog as I'm in India. Stay tuned for some exciting news!

Rollercoaster

2008-12-23T18:53:00.000-05:00

Roller coasters and I have a love-hate relationship. I love to ride them, but I hate the feeling of my stomach in my mouth. I'm the person that people laugh at when they watch the video after.

Before the ride launches off I get into position- hunch my body over the foam padded lap bar, clench every muscle I have in my abdomen and legs and begin to take deep breaths. I pity the person who sits next to me, behind me or in front of me on such rides. They know not what they get to experience. The ride begins. My breathing gets heavier with every clank of the coaster nearing the top. The short stop before the coaster pummels down the track is when the thought, "Can I get off now?" crosses my mind. We begin to wind our way through flips and turns and that, oh so dreaded, drop into the abyss. My mouth opens and a car alarm-like noise goes off and does not stop. (This sound I can not repeat even if I tried.) The ride comes to a stop. I close my mouth, wipe the terrified look from my face and through the strands of my strawberry blonde hair I scream, "Let's do it again!".

Unlike physical roller coasters that I freakishly love, I do not like emotional roller coasters. I don't know why I even am on one. Why did I allow myself to board such a thing? I do not like the way I feel now. I get all emotional over the silliest things. I am very fragile, sensitive and my heart is constantly aching.

I am not comfortable in any place. There is no one or nothing safe to turn to other than God. I feel like I am stuck on this ride. I have no other option than to let the roller coaster run its course. I'm just praying it ends soon. I don't know how much I can handle.

A bit of heart drama, some Obama and a lot of missing my Momma!

2008-11-05T11:47:00.000-05:00

Last week.. phew! It's over; in the past... DONE! Thank You, LORD! My heart was in so much turmoil. The things I was tangled up in are things I won't get into on here. I have been extensively seeking God's Word and it's healing time from here. I did, unfortunately, get a major canker soar on the inside of my bottom lip. This was by far the worst one I have experienced. Canker sores are brought on by intense stress. This was a good reminder to calm down and in the words of Karyn Shauan, "Save the drama for your momma." In this case I won't save it, yet give it to Christ.

On Tuesday night I went over to a friends house to play a card game, "president." As if losing wasn't enough of a drag, we all saw the outcome of the most-anticipated election. I nearly lost it when I saw that Obama had 200 electoral votes. Well, it's inevitable... Change is a comin! Who knows what it will look like. I will now turn my doubts into prayers for our new President. Congrats Barak Obama.

It always happens this time each year. I begin to miss my family. I guess it's the beginning of the holiday season and I just want a hug from my parents and siblings. I miss you guys so much!! I can't wait to see you over Christmas.

Well as things are rapidly changing in life... here are some pictures of some other things that are rapidly changing as well. These pictures were taken in the span of one week.. crazy, huh? So beautiful:)

White Light Night

2008-11-01T13:30:00.000-04:00

Last night we held our first annual, "White Light Night". We had about 15 youngsters from our neighborhood come out for several hours to enjoy hot dogs, pop corn, a movie, and of course.. CANDY! We prayed earlier in the week for what we should do in place of Halloween. We lit up our front porch and courtyard, started a fire and had a blast. Here are some pictures from the night.

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Then this morning, after a two hour game of soccer, Dave, Roeger and I played a practical joke on our friends...

But I guess Dave and Katie didn't get the last laugh!

I Cannot Be Silent, NO!

2008-10-31T11:49:00.000-04:00

"You'll be joining the team in evangelism today, Kristina,"
"Sweet! Where to?"
"The University Campus"
"NooooOOOOooooOOOoooo!!!!"- This is what my heart screamed! I felt a choking coming over me. I panicked. "How can I contract an illness and not go?" I thought to myself. I knew I had a fear, and I knew it was time to build a bridge and get over it. So I did.
I helped lead a team of five of our Discipleship Training School students to the University of North Carolina at Charlotte. The drive there I was pretty much numb to the fear that would soon arise once again. I don't know what it is about college campus' and university towns. They intimidate me worse than anything on this earth. Once we split into our teams and headed out in the courtyard of the campus, my heart thundered in my chest. If it hadn't been so cold outside I would have most likely been sweating. I did the typical delay method I see so many frequently use; the, "Let's pray for a while"-method. I sat with my team members, we prayed, scoped out our mission field, and began to strategise. Michael, one of the students, wasn't into wasting the one hour we had to bring the Kingdom of God to these college students. He got to it and began talking with many people. By his lead, I got up and started to walk towards a crowd of people. Ugghcckkk, I began to choke again. The fear had rose up in me again. Internally I was fighting a battle between my spirit and my flesh. After a while of this, I finally built that bridge, got over myself and walked up to the first person I saw. The luck one. A guy named Shrenik. He is an exchange student from India. Ka-Ching!! Thank you LORD! I had something in common with this student. We talked a bit about India and then I got to sharing. It went well. He is a devoted Hindu and listened to my heart about my God, Jesus. He told me that someone had already given him a Bible and he would start to read it. I didn't see come to Christ yesterday, but I did see him take one step closer to knowing Him. Praise you Lord! I'm actually looking forward to our next time of evangelism at the University campus:)
I will not let fear choke me, hold me down, and take away the testimony the Lord has put in my mouth. NO, I will NOT be silent!

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I want to introduce someone to you. Her name is Sassy, my adopted cat from next door. Sassy has been literally by my heal almost everywhere I go here in this neighborhood. She's special:)

What? You don't tackle in soccer?

2008-10-29T22:09:00.000-04:00

I wish there could have been video, or even a picture, of today's after-lunch soccer match. This was my second game of soccer I have ever attempted to play. This is not counting the one time I was pegged in the shin with a soccer ball in middle school that left me in fetal position on the ground. Now I know you can't use your hands to touch the ball, but no one ever told me you couldn't use them to distract your opponent! Today's game consisted of me shoving Michael and Dave all over in attempt to steal the ball. I was proud of myself, too! I kicked less air today than I did yesterday. My eye connects with the ball but my foot doesn't always:) Minhee had an accidental head-butt. If she didn't say, "What was that?" after it I would have thought she was some pro. Berekely got the award for the most falls. As the goalie, she tumbled and plopped all over. She was a great goalie, though. Katie didn't find any invisible, to her, cement benches to fall over, just the ball. It was a fun time. Next time I will have to get someone to take video or pictures so you all can witness the craziness.

Ow, Ow.. Bring on the Fall:)

2008-10-28T13:24:00.000-04:00

The Fall is here!!!!!

Let the boots, scarfs and jackets come out of hibernation!! The fall is here! And with it the leaves are changing, pumpkin spiced candles are lit, the crocheting of new attire has begun and Kristina is in her happy place:) The Fall is by far my favorite time of year... if you couldn't tell by my exciting picture. It's the start to a season of love, joy and cuddling up in blankets.
Six years ago in September 2002, I moved to Monroe, North Carolina for a Discipleship Training School. It was then that I met the Lord face to face, heard and recognized His voice, experienced my first real Fall and Winter, and met some of my closest friends I have in my life. There will always be a special place in my heart for this season! Mmm Mmm Pure Sweetness!

On to an update with our DTS in session. I'm bonding well with the students. We make a good team. I almost cannot wait to get to India for our 7 week outreach. There is something that makes my spirit leap when I think about going back. I am starting my fund raising for the outreach. At this moment I feel secure in raising the $2500 I will need. It doesn't seem impossible. Please pray for our students and for the rest of the Lecture Phase.

Well, I'm out for now. Enjoy the pictures-

Krystal and Lauren Dancing with the Kids

Me, sporting my new hat I crocheted!

A little note:)

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Can I just brag for a moment? Our Discipleship Training School students... how wonderful they are! Katie, Lauren, Michael, Krystal, Katie, Berkeley, Elby, Minhee and Kristen are a dynamic, mission-minded, passionate group of students. Thank you Lord for sending them here and for everthing they bring to this base!

The students and staff

with last weeks teacher- Anna Cleghorn

Last week was a lot of fun. It was a good change from the not-so-good week I had previously. I wish I had some funny story to tell here, but I don't. Nothing exciting, nothing new. I look at my friend Karyn's blog and laugh my head off at some of her posts. I guess living with Avery there's never a dull moment. Well, that's about it. Check out some pictures from this week at these links-

Indian Dinner Night-

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=44783&l=789d4&id=503126864

DTS Pics/Lecture-

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=44784&l=2f965&id=503126864

I lift my eyes up unto the mountains...

2008-10-17T21:37:00.001-04:00

Where does my help come from? My help comes from You, Maker of Heaven, You are the only One! Today we went to Black Mountain to go up on the mountain and hear from God. It was a special time for all of us. Personally, God met me. I sat for a while on a large rock on the side of a small stream. I felt the Lord tell me to be more child-like. He loves that about me; my child-like awe. So, I ripped my shoes and socks off and began to trot through the icy water. Leaping from rock to rock, snapping pictures as I went, I was filled with much joy. My friend Amy met me in the stream and anointed me with oil. I felt the presence of God right with me the whole time... I didn't want to leave.

At the Gorge.

Min Hui Worshipping

Chris leading worship @ the Gorge.

Quiet Time

Playing in the River.

My Altar

Zoe got in on the fun in the water too!

Then it was back to life in the valley. This week has been a little rough in the waters of my emotions. I haven't been feeling quite well lately. I started the week off with a fever and it ended with a sore throat. This, feeling under the weather, hasn't helped with un-calm feelings in my heart. I pray for a understanding, that I may grow from this and get on with life.

On a much better note- Amy spent the week here at YWAM-Charlotte. It was great to have her here. I can't wait for more time with her! Continue to check out her blog- http://www.tribespahr.blogspot.com/.

I'm currently loving the song, "Give me Your eyes", by Brandon Heath and "Jesus, Messiah", by Chris Tomlin. Great stuff!

Picking up the momentum!

2008-10-13T16:40:00.000-04:00

So I've been told that I need to start blogging more. Hopefully the more I blog the more people will read.. let's give it a try!

So What the Heck, Kristina, Have you Been Up to??
The past several weeks have been a little nuts, but somehow, by the AMAZING grace of God I have been able to remain focused. I'm plowing into new territory this season of my life. I am interning as a school leader for our Fall Discipleship Training School (DTS) at Youth With A Mission-Charlotte. It's been something I have always wanted to do, but never took the initiative. I've taken off the Mission Adventure Coordinator hat for a new, shnazy one. Don't get me wrong, Mission Adventures was wonderful! It taught me tons in the administrative department, stretched me in every direction, and showed me intense leadership. I'm ready to work in a long term discipling atmosphere and the DTS is the best place to start.

India...
In January I will be leading the DTS on their 6 week outreach to Pune, India. There we will be working with people living with AIDS in the slums. This is what my heart leaps to do!
I have told some of you that I will be going to India in January for 6 months, that is no longer gonna happen. The door has shut. I pray it will open soon! I have great plans for the Spring, though. It will be a time of renewal. What that entails.. I'm not sure yet. I will let you know soon though.

Warrior
My friend, Amy, is in town. It is such joy to have her here again. I have missed her! Check out her blog... www.tribespahr.blogspot.com. Let it inspire you then send the link to your family and friends!

2008 Fall DTS
The DTS is running strong. We have 9 students from all over the world who are so very eager to learn more about the Lord and the calling He has on their lives. Please pray for these precious students- MinHee (S. Korea), Katie R, Kristen, Lauren, Elby (England), Katie C, Krystal, Michael and Berkeley.

The pics-

I'm cooped up and a little crazy!

2008-08-21T21:13:00.001-04:00

It's day 3 of the never ending rainfall here in Deltona. The past 24 hours has been the worst. I went out today on several joyrides around town mostly to get out of the house I've been confined to all week and to go check out the flash flooding happening around me. My parents house is OK. Our street is on a hill and we have a large ditch in the lot next to us. As I drove around I saw peoples yards that had become swamps; lakes that have exceeded their banks and have found peoples sheds and houses. There are many roads closed due to the flooding. Our local Hospital is having major issues with flooding. Ambulances are not able to get to the door. It's madness. I'm going crazy! I think I've exceeded my time with my family. I love them, but we've been breathing the same air and listening to each other for the past 3 days. I need a change of scenery... I need it NOW! For kicks, this afternoon, my sister and I had a wrestling match in the front yard. As the rain pelted us continuously and the wind swirled around us, we wrestled and laughed and had so much fun. I could just see it now... Our elderly neighbors looking out their window and seeing their missionary neighbor beating her sister in the rain. HAHAA! After rolling around in the soggy grass, we called a truce and went back into confinement.
Well, I guess it's time to watch the Olympics. Will this rain ever, EVER stop?
I'll post pictures and video soon...

Just a thought...

2008-06-17T17:19:00.000-04:00

I want to say that I am not settling for just any man. He has to be one like Jesus. One worth submitting to. He needs to be a leader, not a follower. He has to have a passion for this world and all the people in it. He needs to have missions written all over him. I must see his spirit before I see his flesh. Am I just gonna run with the first man who shows me love and attention? No. I am not gonna settle for an ordinary life, and I am not going to settle for an ordinary relationship. I just want to declare that:)

An update:)

2008-06-15T18:53:00.001-04:00

It’s been a while since I have updated everyone on my ministry. Things are going great here at YWAM-Charlotte. In just a few days my life is about to get super busy. Mission Adventures, our summer youth missions program I’ve been coordinating, kicks off on Thursday with a team from Greenville, NC who will be outreaching in Mexico City. I will be co-leading this team. This will be my first taste of Mexico! The team has been preparing dramas to perform in the streets. I’m way excited about our ministry times there. As for the rest of the summer I will spend two weeks in New Orleans, working with about 75 youth in restoring the still run down neighborhoods of the ninth ward. To end the summer I will be heading up a team of roughly 50 people to NYC. I absolutely love working with youth! Please pray for me. I’m hoping for a dynamite summer!!!

September our Discipleship Training School starts. I’m pumped for it. I will be interning as a school leader. I want to glean all the knowledge that I can. January, I will be heading out to Mumbai, India, leading the DTS team on their 2 month outreach. As most of you know, India is where my heart is. So, I am very anxious to get back there. We will be working with a YWAM Ministry that works with children on prostitues.

I am planning on coming home in August to reconnect with supporters, family and friends. I’d love to see you! In the meantime, keep checking out my blogJ I will leave you with some recent pictures… PEACE!

Don't you be stealing my sleep, fool

2008-05-21T11:04:00.000-04:00

My friend Amy told me yesterday she had been kissed by God. I was little Jealous, because I wanted to be kissed. So I sat and thought over my day, and to my surprise, I was kissed too!! God totally provided a set of lawn furniture for our barren backyard. It was used, but nothing a little bleach couldn't fix. Our backyard is huge and shady. It's really beautiful:) We do have some rowdy neighbors behind us, but this will be a good way to sit back there and pray for them. Thank you Lord for your kisses.

And on to the story of the hour....

Last night as Rachel and I were getting ready for bed, Heather rushes into our room with a frantic, "Someone shone a flashlight in my window!!" Immediately, like instinct, I ran into the closet yelling at Rachel to get in with me. Heather, on the floor in my room called our director and I called 9-1-1. I was for sure we were doomed. That's when we heard the utility crew working on a fallen tree and power line. OK, so it wasn't the scary robber man I thought it was, but what the HECK was the utility man doing shining his flashlight into Heathers window? The 9-1-1 operator heard our conversation about the utility men and was hesitant to send an officer our way. I asked her nicely, well demanded, an officer. Fifteen minutes later, I could have been killed by then, three officers show up and look over our property and everything was great, The End. Until the utility workers came back bright and early at 6:30/7:00... For the love of Pete Sempris!

I am proud to be a YWAMer!

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Madison, WI-
I spent the last week at a Discipleship Training School (DTS) workshop. The ride up there was an adventurous one. We had fun staying at the Louisville YWAM base. They served us well with awesome hospitality:) The last leg was a bit tedious, I must say. After being hit for several hours of 38 mph winds, our 1993 Previa forfeited a piece of her roof to the wind. But alas we made it to Madison, WI, the land flowing with milk and cheese curds. The week started off a bit funny. I was feeling a sense of muteness. Anyone who knows just a little about me knows that I am anything but mute. I badly wanted to meet some neat YWAMers from all over, but something in me made me hesitant. It wasn't until the Tuesday when we as a group prayed off the spirit of intimidation. It was after that, that my personality began to flourish.
(more to come soon)

We are Free! Or are we?

2008-03-18T20:15:00.000-04:00

I am LOVING this new book I am reading called, "FlashBang: How I got over myself". It's such a funny one. I find myself snickering from my lofted bed, only to find my roommate confused and staring at me like I am a nut. But along with the funny stories comes a great message. Here is an excerpt from last nights chapter on freedom.

"Lets follow the path: God creates man. God gives man freedom. Freedom to choose. Freedom to grow. Freedom to take God's plan and run with it. But those freedoms aren't enough for man. Man wants more than what God wants him to have. Man wants to do whatever man wants to do when ever he feels like doing it.So man choses freedom that wasn't intended for him. And man does whatever he wants. All the things man does outside of God's plan have repercussions. Consequences. Man doesn't like how that feels, so what does man do? Man attempts to create more freedoms that allow him to ignore the consequences created by his old freedoms."

Crazy, huh? We were given the right to free will, but we weren't given the right to full freedom. We would be an unruly, all over the place- bunch of crazies.

I remember as a child going to a beach house in Boca Grande, FL with my family. My dad would give me boundaries on where I was to stay while playing at the beach. I knew I wasn't to go past the neighboring condos. I never stepped out of those boundaries. I knew that if I did, it would inevitably find trouble. (That's usually what happens to me when I am somewhere I am not supposed to be.) My dad set those boundaries up to keep me safe. He was, unknowingly, portraying a characteristic of God our Father.

Boundaries are what keep us in tact; sane. They are set up to keep us from hurting ourselves. Yet, we look at them as something that holds us back from achieving greatness. Whereas it really doesn't. Do you think that God would hold his child back from achieving his or her calling? Do you think he would set up boundaries and have our desires far outside of them? NO! He wants us to live a pure and holy life here in this fallen world. I started to think of some of the areas I have been creating freedoms in. There are a lot. It's time I identify the Kristina-made freedoms and the God-given freedoms. His are probably a thousand times better. I'm taking a look at my boundaries and they are not as small as I imagined... actually they are huge! I feel a life change coming on....

Something to Ponder..

2008-03-09T23:45:00.000-04:00

I heard this quote... "From now on I will be the woman I want my daughter to be."
This is something I wish I had been living out years ago. But we are here in the now. My actions now can determine a lot for my future. Lord, help me be wise.

One.

2008-03-05T15:17:00.000-05:00

Some street boys in India. One day, I pray they will have a relationship with Jesus!

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I was asked the question, "Are you stuck in relationship with the Lord, or are you intimate with Him?"
"Hmm." I thought to myself. I totally could answer that question with a big fat, "YES! Yes, I am stuck in relationship with God and I do not know how to be intimate with Him!" Just then it hit me. That word I got the other day for my friend Amy. It was a simple word. It didn't really make sense at the time, but nonetheless it was a powerful message God was trying to speak to me. The word was, "One." It was followed by the phrase, "One day at a time." There it was... a simple word as a simple solution to my problem of becoming intimate with God!
See, an intimate relationship is not developed over night. Think of your strongest relationships you have in your life right now. Not one of them just happened in an instant, right? It takes time. It takes a willingness to be with and get to know that person. It takes sacrifice. This is the same with the intimate relationship the Lord wants with us. Not rushing things, yet taking it one day at a time. It's gonna take some time to get there, but it will be totally worth it. Will you take this, "One day at a time" journey with me?

And we're starting new!

2008-03-03T17:02:00.000-05:00

So, basically a lot of you have told me that my old blogger page was having some difficulty preforming. That was probably due to me fidgeting with the html. Yeah, learned my lesson. I am not a techy. I will leave all that fun stuff for people who actually know what they are doing. Anyways.. I will be remodeling my look of this page. I hope to have this up and looking great in a day or two. Enjoy!
Kristina