I know I have alluded to the painful situation that we are going through here at wts, and really I should at some point I should actually share with you all what is going on. But before I write that blog, I have to write this blog. It is a confession. In the pain, in the sadness, in the confusion that has overcome our beloved school, I have taken my eyes off of Christ and found them fixed on the depravity of man. I realized this last night in class when the professor was reading a passage from the Bible that was supposed to comfort us and instead of listening, I chose to check my email to see if there was an update on the situation. Bad Becka, bad. I have been praying about the situation the whole way through, but my prayers feel more like desperate cries than confident appeals to a God who IS in control. Lord, forgive me for my unfaithfulness. Forgive my doubt and help me live today in light of Your reign and glory.
I live near a long thin park called Parque Forestal. It's really quite a nice park and it has a long stretch of a lane for riding bikes or jogging. And since I have a fear of riding bikes in this city, I jog. It's really pleasent. I usually listen to radioDisney on my mp3 player and jog along to Jonas Brothers, Beyonce, or Julieta Venegas. Great stuff. Yesterday on my jog I noticed that the trees were beginning to change. Fall has finally arrived and I am glad for the change. But as I was jogging through the falling leaves, I began to think about how much I like fall. And I had this special moment when I realized that I want to be here in Santiago, jogging through this park for many falls to come. After the past few weeks of cultural adjustment being a little more painful than normal, this was a nice thought to have.
Comments