The word from Spokane

I asked my mom to start blogging more so I figured I had better start again, too.  There is so much to update, I’m going to have to do it in small pieces.

We made it here, safe and sound.  After a very long, very stressful drive over most of the country, we arrived in once piece.  It was really only stressful because we weren’t sure if the car was even going to make it all the way.  The trailer was twice the weight it should have been for Danny’s car, so praise the Lord it made it.  Driving through the mountains was probably the best part.  

It’s hard to believe we’ve been here for almost 3 weeks already.  Classes are going well and I’m not feeling too overwhelmed yet.  I defiantly have to keep myself working though.  There’s already quite a big of homework.  But even the homework has been fun to do because I feel like I’m learning so much.  I’m especially enjoying my Old Testament Survey class (which I still have to take a quiz for today).  There are a couple other classes that are going to be challenging for me, more because of content than anything else.  It’s hard to know that just because these men have studied the bible for years and are now teaching at a college level doesn’t mean they have it all figured out.  I’m learning how to disagree and still be a good student.

I started my new job today.  I am working at a fun little coffee shop in the mall a few miles from my house.  I’ve already met some great girls and had conversations about church and hard life issues.  The girl I worked with today is living with her boyfriend and she asked if Danny and I are living together.  It was cool to get to share with her that I’m glad we don’t live together, whether it would be more convenient or not.  I didn’t realize how many doors would open up just by letting people know that I go to Moody.  There is a very large unchurched population here, so a bible school really stands out.  I rode the bus home, my first time by myself.  As I watched the people around me I found my heart starting to open up to the people of Spokane.  I don’t know what it’s going to look like for me to serve here over the next year or to what extent the Lord will let me fall in love with this place, but I do know that my heart is starting to become connected to it, even in a small way.

One more thing, before I run off and do homework.  I got to share Shabbat with several of my friend last night.  I made dinner and everyone brought something to share.  It didn’t go as smoothly as I had hoped, but it was only my first attempt.  The Challa especially gave me trouble.  Everyone there said they really enjoyed it, and are hoping to do it again with more people.  I’m so glad I got to share it.  It’s a cool things when people begin to see the joy and the life in celebrating the Lord’s festivals.  

Alright, that’s enough for today.  Homework calls.