About Me
- Global Expeditions
- This blog chronicles my adventures since my junior year of college to..everywhere. Primarily it consists of life experiences and God stories in Honduras, Costa Rica, and Panama. Enjoy and God bless!
Thursday, September 19, 2013
The Filing Cabinet
This video was shown at Crossfire, the church youthgroup, last night and I'm still dwelling on its message today. Surrender. Forgiveness. Freedom. Grace. Living new.
The message of moralism is "You need to" or "you should"
The message of Christianity is "you must, but you can't"
Only Jesus can.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Wide Eyed: Chapel, 9/18
Wide Eyed: Chapel,
9/18
Students entered the sanctuary noisily as quiet music played
in the background. Chapel was starting, and it did not seem like anyone was in
the mindset to be there.
Our Spiritual Life Coordinator and beloved Bible teacher
went up to the stage first to settle the students, remind them of proper chapel
etiquette, and share a little bit more about what the Christian pledges meant.
Then, to everyone’s surprise, another teacher got up from her seat and strolled
up to the stage as well. “I also have something to say about the pledges..”
This teacher wanted to train students in pausing at the right times in the
pledges, so that we could say the pledges in unison, as they were meant to be
delivered. Granted, it was good practice for the students to, but this was the
chapel service that I had planned out minute for minute, and I had packed the
service full without pauses. This was
not on the schedule!
I began to shift nervously in my chair as I watched the
minutes tick by. I knew I had a tight program planned with a video, songs,
sharing, and even special music, and I wondered if I should run over and tell
the worship band to cut one of the songs.
As I was contemplating this, God brought to mind one of the
passages from John 14:27 that I had been reading and praying through last
night. I turned my worry into intense prayer: Please let this ALL work out.
The pledges continued, followed by the Panamanian National
Anthem (4 stanzas with the chorus 2x), and student announcements of all the
birthdays of students in middle school and high school, basketball game times,
etc.
The “Light Shines” video came on directly after the
announcements, just as planned, and I breathed a sigh of relief, seeing this
crucial piece of technology work without a flaw. I looked around and saw even
the most talkative students mesmerized by the cadence of the narrator’s words.
The video ends on a very passionate note, and the PLAN was
to have the worship band start right afterward, taking that enthusiasm and
transferring it to standing and praising the God of the Universe, whose light
still shines.
In actuality, the lead guitarist/vocalist’s guitar amp
stopped working and, taking their cues from this guitarist, the rest of the
band was unsure of if they should play or wait for the soundboard guys to
figure out the problem and solve it. I gave them a cue-don’t worry, just play!
The band started off, unsure and just a little bit off from
each other, having been thrown off their game with the technological
malfunction. People must have been thinking, “Oh no, Lord help them.” Well, whoever prayed (whether if they were in
the sanctuary or somewhere else in the world) made the difference, because just
a few minutes in, the musicians found their place and the beautiful harmonies
and well-known choruses returned. The songs in order were: Everlasting God, YouAre My All In All (which also happens to be my favorite worship song AND they
sang some of it in Spanish which made it even more powerful), and Our God.
The worship band did an incredible job leading the secondary
group, and a large group of students even started clapping during the last
song! A visible testimony of God at work.
I was up next. During the worship time, I rehearsed in my
head what words I would say and reminded myself that this whole chapel was
God’s idea in the first place. So A) If God promises He will work, He will work
no matter what. His words will never return void. (Isaiah 55:11) and B) God
gets all the credit and the glory and so in the end it won’t be how good of a
speaker I am or what I choose to share, but what God wants to say personally to
each and every student who came to chapel today. I especially relished in the
promise of the last worship song, “Our God is Greater, Our God is stronger, God
you are higher than any other. Our God is healer, awesome in power. Our God.”
Our God is here.
The last notes of the guitar reverberated, and I climbed up
on stage to grab the cordless mic. I smiled and faced the students, ready to
share my carefully crafted introduction of the chapel theme. But my voice only
reached the first 2 rows. The microphone wasn’t working!
Used to the impromptu days as a teacher, I adapted to the
situation and just projected my voice so everyone could hear. This was fine for
me, but I knew my soon to come up student speakers spoke just a little bit more
timidly and would need to use the microphone. I held the microphone closer to
my mouth as I welcomed my student speakers to the stage. I prayed with urgency
in my heart, “Please help this mic to work, Lord. I don’t want them to miss out
on hearing these student’s stories.” But the mic’s sound only went in and out.
The three speakers, representing 11th, 7th,
and 6th grades, came forward and sat in the chairs next to me. I’m not
sure if they could tell anything had gone wrong with the sound. I passed the mic
to the 11th grader to kick off the testimonies time. Prayers were
answered a second time, as the microphone worked the entire time all three students shared. Praise the Lord! Not
only could the students hear, but they were interested. I noticed a good
handful of 6th-11th graders that were visibly leaning
forward in their seats, captivated by these unique God stories.
To begin, the Junior shared that God was the only reason why
he was standing in front of the school at that moment. First, the Junior had to
be standing. Second, he had to be in Panama and, last, he had to be at CCA.
This captured the attention of all the students in the room. What do you mean
you couldn’t stand? That’s so basic. But The Junior went on to elaborate on his
three points. Because when he was a baby, he had to have surgery, and doctors
weren’t sure if he would ever walk. Because of God’s infinite grace, this
Junior is walking, jumping and even running without any problems today. The
Junior went on to explain how God had brought his family to Panama in an
unexpected way and even to Crossroads Christian Academy, out of all the schools
in Panama. What an incredible testimony about God’s sovereign plan in our
lives.
Next, the 7th grader, shared his story. It takes
a lot of guts (tuvo muchas agallas) to stand in front of a whole sanctuary full
of people, especially if the audience is made up of your peers, and especially
if you happen to be in middle school. Yet, this 7th grader stood
confidently, firm in his identity in Christ, and spoke clearly about three
specific instances where God literally saved his life. Perfect examples of
everyday occurrences where we can recognize God at work!
And last, but not least, came the shortest student of them
all, the 6th grader. The 6th grader came to me before
chapel and confessed his deepest fears, “I don’t know if I can do this, Miss
Diaz.” I knew his story was powerful, and it needed to be shared. I reassured
him, “God is with you. He will help you.”
The 6th grader’s moment had come. He stood to his
feet, gripping the microphone and staring out at this group of students who
were waiting expectantly for his story. He took a deep breath and began:
“A few years ago, my mom got really sick. We found out she
had terminal cancer. She had to get treatment and she lost her hair and it
didn’t help. The doctor told us she would only live for 6 more months.”
The 6th grader paused, remembering the moment,
and his eyes got wet. Students looked at each other and then back at this 11
year old, trying to imagine the pain this news must have brought his little
heart.
He continued, “We were all upset and prayed and prayed for
God to save her and God was with us. God allowed her to live a whole year
longer than the doctors said. She got to write about everything on a blog and
share about how God answered prayer with lots of people.”
Listening to his story I knew what was coming next, and I
passed the 6th grader the tissue box. He refused, blinked a couple
of times and carried on through the hardest part of the story.
“She died in 2011 and it was really hard without her. But
she was a Christian and she taught me to keep having faith and trusting God in
all things. So we’ve been trying to do that. This year, we moved to Panama and
sometimes it’s hard but I’ve learned that in everything I can trust God.”
He lowered the mic and a teary-eyed audience gave him the
loudest ovation I think that sanctuary has ever seen. After the applause died
down, there was a somber stillness in the room, and I hated to break it. I gave
the 6th grader a thumbs-up and a side-squeeze, while I tried to hold
it together. The fact that an 11 year old could stand up in front of a crowd
and share honestly about his life and extract some profound spiritual truths
from a world-shattering experience just floored me. It made me reflect again on
my day-to-day teaching ministry with these Middle Schoolers. God is working so
powerfully in their lives and teaching them truths they will stand upon their
whole lives. How often do we ask them for their stories?
We could have ended chapel right then and there,
contemplating God’s faithfulness and sovereign plan. I wrapped up briefly by
sharing about the power of prayer, the power of recognizing God’s powerful work
in your life, and the power of sharing your OWN God-story.
The worship band closed with a beautiful rendition of “WideEyed” (Nichole Nordeman), a contemplative song about God showing up in
unexpected places. And a High School Senior prayed before dismissing the
students to their classes.
Just thirty seconds later, the bell rang for the end of
chapel.
I imagine that if Jesus had been standing next to me, he
would have surveyed the room and smiled, satisfied with His work. Then he would notice the surprised expression on my face and nudge me jokingly with his elbow, “Why did you worry? You
know, I always have perfect timing.”
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The afterthoughts:
Three lessons I’ve taken away from this experience:
1) There is power in obedience (what went from a
crazy-middle-of-the-night God-inspired thought transformed into an amazingly
powerful chapel time).
2) God is sovereign. So stop worrying. No really stop and
give it to Him.
3) God can use ANYONE. Even a four-feet tall 6th
grader.
4) There is power in sharing God-stories.
Go share yours.
Also I learned today that the 6th graders' parents (both mom and dad) picked out CCA as their school of choice around 5 years ago, but CCA didn't have room at the time. Now, the dad gets to honor the mom's wishes and send the 6th grader to CCA and, not only that, but now this 6th grader is standing up in front of chapel sharing about what God has done in his life and really its a celebration of how God brought him here.
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