So this last week/ weekend held some really big revelations for me. As I was sitting in the dark on Saturday(another story) I started looking over my life currently and trying to figure out where I stand with God, His plan and my desires. I’m the first to admit that I have a hard time listening to God’s will, both in the aspect of hearing it, and then in obeying that will. I don’t look like it on the outside, but I have some serious control issues sometimes. I like to know what is going on, I like to be in charge of things you know?
Moving to the Philippines to work at WMC (world mission communications) was such a God thing. I know he wanted me here, it was very clear. I started planning and emailing praying that this would become a reality. God did his part and things started flying together in only a God way.
I need to take a moment to explain a bit about myself so you understand my motivation in the coming parts. My family is pretty intellectual and supportive of Academia. In fact is one of those families where not going to school really isn’t an option we were raised to consider. I remember hearing about people who choose not to go to college for the first time and being so shocked! So if given an opportunity for more learning I have always jumped at it. I love school, love reading new things, discussions, and essays… all that stuff. Now some of my roommates and friends in college will point out that I skipped my fair share, and maybe a few more than that in my day, but hey… it didn’t mean I didn’t love being in class… just at that moment in my life I loved the inside of my eyeballs or the conversation I was having more.
So knowing my predisposition for throwing myself into educational situation the fact that WMC shares a campus with Asia Pacific Nazarene Theological Seminary was an awesome bonus for me. I figured I could just throw in a master’s degree while I was there to fill up some time and keep me in the educational world a bit longer. I started looking at the school and applying in early spring I think. There were some draw backs, the first semester started the day before some of my best friends were getting married so I had to push back my anticipated enrollment to the second semester and thus working at WMC was pushed back as well till August. Getting all my papers and everything went fairly well… three trips an almost lost Birth certificate (thank you awesome ladies of office max who keep lost papers) and some money later I had all my documents…. All needed for my student visa application that I would fill out here in the Philippines.
So I moved here and started working….loving it totally and completely. Yes I admit I was thrown in the deep end at first, but it was a learning experience and awesome. I met missionaries, national and students who became good friends and felt at home. Its amazing how God can prepare a place for you so well and prepare you so well without you ever being aware. It would be interesting though it he told you “hey when you are learning this little tid bit it will help you in X situations 30 years from now” eh… I guess it would take away a bit of the mystery and one step at a time method he likes to employ so much.
School started in November and stress kicked in. now everyone gets stressed out about school, tough classes, lots of papers all that good stuff we love. But I wasn’t getting stressed about that aspect of it. The whole idea of school was stressing me out. Like a piece of clothing that doesn’t fit and you have to keep making all sorts of adjustments all day long till you get so frustrated with it that you make a special trip home just to change. I kept finding myself annoyed at it, the work wasn’t hard, the load wasn’t to much… it just kept getting in the way of the reason I moved here. I keep trying to explain to people that I didn’t come here to be a student. I came to be a volunteer missionary, who happened to take classes while she was here. This distinction has never really been defined here, and mostly I am a student when introduced. That annoys me. I want to stand on a table and yell really loudly, “I DON”T CARE ABOUT BEING A STUDENT! IT’S A SIDE JOB!” however, I don’t think many people would understand and the ones who did might look at me strange, ask if I was sick then laugh and go about their day. So I keep saying it softly when the issue comes up.
So as I was sitting in the dark this weekend, it hit me. (not the dark…the revelation) I am not supposed to be in school. The decision to go to seminary while I was here was my choice; I just lopped it in with God’s plan and said, hey, that will look good on those applications. Maybe it will help me in the long run, at least that’s the logical perspective, but If its not God’s will what right do I have to soldier through and try to make it work. If we are out of God’s will it’s a horrible place to be… a struggle every step. That’s what I have been feeling since school started. Something wasn’t right and it was making things harder.
I looked back over the whole process of getting here… all the hard parts revolved around the school aspect…the extra money… the papers… the delays…. Maybe those were signs I kept missing… because just coming and working for WMC was the easy part…everything fit into place perfectly.
So I stated praying… because as I explained before… I am kind of an education lover, if I go very long without something to stretch my brain I start getting jittery.. like a drug addict in rehab. The idea that I WASN’T supposed to be in school is not my comfort zone… its totally alien. I can’t count the times I have encouraged others to stay in school, get more school, go back to school… all that good stuff….and here God was telling me “hey...what are you doing in school? You crazy nut” (God and I are good friends…we like to use pet names like that...thus sometimes when I am praying I will start laughing or just smiling cause he really rocks with the names)
I talked with the dean of students, one of the missionary couples I hang out with and another missionary lady who rocks….they are all praying for me. If you are reading this pray for me too…
See, some people might be thinking, oh so you’ll just withdraw from school… no biggie. Well normally, no, its not that big a deal… but this situation is tricky. My housing in the Philippines is campus housing…so no school… no housing….which I could move back to the Methodist campsite, but then I would be paying rent again...which I don’t have because i threw all my money I have been saving for coming here into school (which interestingly enough, if I hadn’t done that I would still be fine on the money aspect.) I would also have t start paying my student loans again in 6 months because of not being in school…. Which means I would need an income… kind of hard when you aren’t allowed to work for money as a volunteer missionary. So I would need money to pay for rent, pay student loans(even if I got them lessoned for being in a 3rd world country and a missionary they are still a lot when you have almost nothing to start with)
So my only hope is that if I can still withdraw, they can refund some of my money...and let me live on campus the rest of the semester. That will give me more time to figure out what’s going on and what God is planning next. He has been talking to me about some possibilities… but I have no idea if I want to pursue them lol. (See…control issues) The idea of being an RD back at Olivet has been something in the back of my mind since senior year…. One of the contenders to coming here…. I know I would love interacting with girls at that level...being able to influence them and build some relationships. It would allow me to still do some work for WMC I think, but it also feels like stopping place. I don’t see where it would lead…. And that bothers me. If its God’s will than awesome, lead on! I would love every moment. I actually emailed the guy at Olivet today to let him know I was praying about the opportunity. Shoot… I don’t know if they are even hiring this year or if they have the positions filled… no clue…. Just felt like I should email him today. I know some of my friends would be thrilled… well all my American friends at least.
I just really want to know what my next step is.. I want God’s desires to be my desires, I don’t want to just throw myself in or out of a situation because it feels like that’s what I should do. I want to know. I want to have peace about the situation again... because I don’t have peace about school right now.
So once again…. If you’re reading this, take half a minute and say a prayer for me will you? thanks.