Yeah, I said I’d post four posts last week and that didn’t happen too well. I guess that accountability thing didn’t work out too swell.
Did you notice that rhyme? Soak it in, because you might have to get used to it. Just kidding. Maybe.
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At a divisional staff meeting, my area talked about our roles as staff on campus. For whatever reason, someone brought up the idea of InterVarsity staff as “slayers”… Campus Slayers for the Gospel.
You might think we’re freaks, but we’re just trying to be symbolic here. Look at Paul in Ephesians 6. There’s a lot of metaphor in that.
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I’ve been claimed again. Except this time, I am working at a Christian bookstore instead of a high-end retail clothing store. Ironically, grumpy customers still manage to follow me. It’s like I have this detection signal in my leg and people have radars to find me. “Oh, Krizel thinks she can escape the wrath of retail horrors by working at a Christian store. Let’s go send a rampant army of infuriated customers there to complain about not being able to use a coupon that expired in ’97. Maybe we’ll even try to return something completely irrelevant to the store, like a samurai sword and rotten waffles. I think there’s a pile of shirts we can demolish, too.”
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New Student Outreaches (i.e., NSO or Week of Welcome) are lingering around the corner for most campuses, and I’m really excited for everyone that gets to participate. I’m a li’l jealous though. I wish I were on campus, waltzing into the sea of students wavering back and forth from place to place. I enjoy being that one person stopping students in their tracks to ask them a question that, you know, could change their life. While other persistent organizations are fanning students with glossy fliers and lavishing them with cheap freebies like unsharpened wooden pencils, here I am with a dainty cup of bubbles to blow and a wrinkly, blank contact card with a dried up pen that hardly writes. But I hold tight to my magical question and fancy interactive wall.
In remembrance of what I love to do, I figured I’d post about NSO as though I’m actively participating in it.
The following entry is not real.
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Like everyone else in this world, I have issues. I have a chronic, debilitating mental infection called wourriphilus. Wourrie for short. Actually, it’s just worry. I’m sorry if I frightened you. I know this doesn’t sound as uncontrollably merciless as Mad Cow Disease or the Ebola virus. But when you’re an introvert, like me, dark thoughts fester in a frenzy, eating away – like a legion of venomous zombies – at any good thing left in your daydreaming, rainbow mind moments so that only wourrie can have its freedom and room to exist.
I am a wourriphilus wart.
Continue reading “God, Daydreams, Caffeine and Everything In-Between” »
As you may know, I’m getting pummeled by swarms of questions from different directions. I don’t mind this, because thankfully most of them are the same and I’m not caught off guard by some random and deep theological question to “test” my “ability” to be a minister on campus.
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Hi friends. Just an update, if you care. I got sick recently and it’s been really hard to focus on anything, except being sick. I try to socialize, and all I can think about is how I want to puke or yell for no apparent reason. So, I tried to write in my prayer journal, thinking it’d be a kind of remedy that’ll help me take my mind off my body. I considered it inspiration.
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