i am not a blogger. it was once said to a fellow man, whom i've never met but have discovered we have this in common, that "blogging was made for man, not man for blogging."
yet, i have a blog. and i want to keep you, dear supporter of ruf at baylor, up to date on the goings-on of the work God is doing on Baylor's campus and in the hearts of her students. so, i will write some and post pictures. i will attempt to keep the "ways you can pray" tab recent and relevent.
all that's left to say is thank you. thank you for praying for me. thank you for praying for these students. thank you for praying for God to use ruf as He will to advance His kingdom.
grace and peace,
katy
along hwy 6
8.15.2010
5.27.2010
friday in athens & saturday homeward bound!
(everyone enjoyed the acropolis and alex was dear to take pictures--they all joked probably not as many as i would take, but he tried : ) )
we had to be on the bus saturday morning at 3:30am to make it in time for our 6am flight from athens to amsterdam. we then flew from amsterdam to minneapolis, where we were so thankful to be "home" (or at least in the states). alex and i got to visit with his best friend who is from minneapolis (who was his best man in our wedding), which was wonderful. several hours later we flew to dfw and made our way back to waco late saturday night. the return flights were on time and fairly smooth--we all made it safely!

overall, we had a wonderful time of mutual encouragement. i am thankful that we were with such an intimate church family and that they were encouraged by our desire to see the work of Christ in their town. they were excited that we came. we were excited to be there. we were both sad to leave.
thank you so much for your prayers and support. we were encouraged to know there were so many praying for us while we were there.
wednesday and thursday in corfu
wednesday morning the greek evangelical church hosted the anglican church for a service at the youth center--they are planning on continuing to use the center for their weekly morning meetings. there were many people who came and almost all spoke english--many had either retired in corfu after visiting and falling in love with the island, or met their spouse in c
orfu while visiting. the anglican priest gave a short devotional and Shaynor preached a homily. we also sang and several of our students gave their testimonies. after the service, we had lunch at the center and were able to continue visiting. it was neat to see people in so many different walks of life coming together--i talked with a mom of a two-year-old, several women whose husbands have retired, and others who are working (just not at the time because it wasn't tourism season). i rejoiced in seeing our students not only conversing with these people they only just met, but already beginning to care for them and their story--where they grew up, how they got to corfu, what their plans are, etc. i am thankful for our students commitment to Christ's working in their lives and how they were clear in testifying that Jesus sought them and called them to Himself. that they didn't do anything to earn His favor and love, but that the beauty of grace is that He loves them when they don't deserve His love. the Gospel was proclaimed, and we trust God for the work that only He can and will do.
we also had a service that evening back at the greek evangelical church--very similar to a mid-week service that we would have in the States. again, several students shared their testimony--
with the added challenge that it was being translated. they, too, shared of God's grace in their lives and how he has continued to work. Shaynor preached, also with the pastor translating, and we all sang hymns (in both greek and english).
after the service, there was a jazz concert which many of our students were interested in going. so our group split up, with ten students going to the concert and seven of us going out to eat with the pastor at his family's favorite restaurant. thankfully, i was with the group eating, probably the best meal i've ever had. the appetizers came out, consisting of (and i'm probably forgetting something) fresh bread with fresh olive oil, tzatziki sause, and something like humus, fried feta, marinated peppers, eggplant with a marinara-like sauce, fresh tomatoes...and then they brought out the main course! there was a beef and garlic dish, a chicken dish with prunes and a divine cream sauce, and a pork dish with raisins and another divine cream sauce--which is actually only made in corfu, and has its roots back in greek mythology where apparently Odysseus came to the island and had it. besides amazing, i can think of no way to describe it. the group that went to the jazz concert had a great time and ate downtown at the mcdonalds (which they all said was better than in the states).
thursday was our last day in corfu. in the morning we went back into town
where most people bought souveniers and enjoyed being in the city. we walked more around the city and enjoyed the beauty of the sea and gazing out across at albania.
around lunchtime, the pastor from albania and his family met with us and he shared how he came to know the Lord Jesus through the grace and mercy of a family in the greek evangelical church who helped him after he fled albania and invited him to come to church. he also told us of the work the church that he pastors is doing in albania and of the children's camps they are running and their visits with neighboring villages. it was a beautiful reminder that God is at work in this world and that He is not yet finished in seeking and saving His people. we were encouraged to hear the pastor and he told us that his family is encouraged to remember that he doesn't concern himself with how many people believed, but how many people heard the Gospel; the Lord called us to preach, not to save--only the Lord can save. a beautiful reminder for us.
that afternoon, we broke into small groups of about four and visited members of the church. i went with several other students and the pastor to a home where the woman we were visiting actually grew up in that church--she remembers going to sunday school a
nd hearing about Jesus since she was very young. it was really exciting to hear her story. she didn't speak english, but the pastor served as our translator and it seemed very natural. they were wonderful hosts, having made us greek coffee (which i really liked!) and cookies that were similar to snickerdoodles. she told us about her family and we were also able to visit with her mother-in-law, too.
when we got back, i heard that one of our students got sick, so i went to help her out. that night, several of us got sick, in a wide spectrum of severity. thankfully no one had to go to the hospital (we feared dehydration), as we were told by the pastor's wife that we do not want to go to the hospital on the island--we were nervous, to say the least. we were flying to athens the next day, and hoping that no one would need medical attention until then. our prayers were answered, and most people were feeling better by the time we arrived in athens.
monday and tuesday in corfu
we went into town to get familiar with the layout and, as some of you will not be surprised, i
that evening, we had a service with the youth of the greek evangelical church. in greece, "youth" is considered teenager to non-married, really anywhere between 12 to 29. this service looked very m
we spent tuesday morning at the music building of the university on corfu. the building is located
that afternoon we took a driving tour of the island (the weather was frequently raining, but this day the sun was shining) and were able to see the varying terrain, the olive groves, several towns, and the closest point to Albania. it's a beautiful island, and we had a great tour guide (the pastor) who not only told us of the history of the island, but also the spiritual history and their church's efforts to reach out to their community on corfu and in the towns of albania. when albania's borders were opened, the church began helping with an orphanage and then re
5.26.2010
corfu, greece
sunday morning we joined the Greek Evangelical Church for worship. the service was in greek, so we were thankful for the translation devices (headphones with a member of the congregation translating in the back). we sang hymns together, both in greek and english at the same time, to the same
as we left church, it was raining, so we were given a driving tour of the town, instead of exploring it on foot--which would be left for the next day. we went back to the center, which i have yet to mention that it's above a bakery--smelled and tasted delicious, to have lunch with real greek pastries (pictured to the right). after lunch, we were able to rest, as we were still recovering from jetlag.
sunday night we went back to the church for an evening service. it was a unique service in that it was the women's national day of prayer, so churches/denominations from all over corfu came together at the greek evangelical church. there were people from the greek orthodox church, the anglican church, the catholic church, and a phillippine church. it was a time of coming together to pray for the injustice in the world and to praise God.
by the end, we were ready for a bit more of much needed rest.
9.21.2009
one on one
it's a big part of what i do (though i have to be reminded it's not my only responsibility).
i have the priviledge, joy, sorrow, annoyance, etc. of meeting with college girls who are trying to figure out what it means to live their life in this world. they have problems with roommates, boyfriends, sorority sisters, parents, teachers, friends, really with anyone who has a pulse. and that's only where it starts.
what am i to do as i listen to these girls? they really don't want to know what i think or what advice i have for them. they don't want to hear how i can identify with them or how i've been there too. they don't really even want me to cry with them.
they want to be known.
and most of the time, they don't even know it. they are unaware of this deep yearning inside to be known. and i've been there, too. i know what it means to feel like no one around knows me...they may know things about me, but they fail to know me, really know me. yet this is normal. this is the longing of our hearts, this is our humanity. we were created to be in relationship--in community--and so this deep yearning makes perfect sense. but they also don't know that they're trying to fill this through relationships with their boyfriends; through their intensely busy schedule; through their academic work; through their social activities; through their identity as being in greek life, the honors college, a pre-med major, an athlete, a non-conformist, a super-christian; through their desire to escape from their thoughts that tell them they're just not good enough.
they hear but don't believe that Jesus knows them. He knows her name. He knows her desires. He knows her struggles. He knows her sin. He knows her ambitions. He knows her fears. He knows her pain. He knows her laugh. He knows her tears. He knows her disappointments. He knows her joys. He knows her doubts. He knows her deepest secrets. He knows her idols. He knows her gods. He knows her.
what a comfort. scary, though it may be, that Jesus actually knows me and these girls i'm just trying to love on.
so what do i actually do when i meet with these girls? i try to point her back to the only One who can put her together again. i'm pointing her back to reality, to the One who created her and knows her. trying to get her to quit looking at herself and to behold her Savior. He is her only hope. and He fills her every longing.
that's why i'm here.
i have the priviledge, joy, sorrow, annoyance, etc. of meeting with college girls who are trying to figure out what it means to live their life in this world. they have problems with roommates, boyfriends, sorority sisters, parents, teachers, friends, really with anyone who has a pulse. and that's only where it starts.
what am i to do as i listen to these girls? they really don't want to know what i think or what advice i have for them. they don't want to hear how i can identify with them or how i've been there too. they don't really even want me to cry with them.
they want to be known.
and most of the time, they don't even know it. they are unaware of this deep yearning inside to be known. and i've been there, too. i know what it means to feel like no one around knows me...they may know things about me, but they fail to know me, really know me. yet this is normal. this is the longing of our hearts, this is our humanity. we were created to be in relationship--in community--and so this deep yearning makes perfect sense. but they also don't know that they're trying to fill this through relationships with their boyfriends; through their intensely busy schedule; through their academic work; through their social activities; through their identity as being in greek life, the honors college, a pre-med major, an athlete, a non-conformist, a super-christian; through their desire to escape from their thoughts that tell them they're just not good enough.
they hear but don't believe that Jesus knows them. He knows her name. He knows her desires. He knows her struggles. He knows her sin. He knows her ambitions. He knows her fears. He knows her pain. He knows her laugh. He knows her tears. He knows her disappointments. He knows her joys. He knows her doubts. He knows her deepest secrets. He knows her idols. He knows her gods. He knows her.
what a comfort. scary, though it may be, that Jesus actually knows me and these girls i'm just trying to love on.
so what do i actually do when i meet with these girls? i try to point her back to the only One who can put her together again. i'm pointing her back to reality, to the One who created her and knows her. trying to get her to quit looking at herself and to behold her Savior. He is her only hope. and He fills her every longing.
that's why i'm here.
9.17.2009
hebrews
we had our first small group Bible study on hebrews this past monday. i really enjoyed being in dialogue with the girls--we had someone from each year, freshman through senior, which was encouraging to me. and i wasn't expecting all of them to jump in and contribute something to the discussion, as i know there are some who are still seeing where they fit in. so i was surprised that when our time came to a close, i realized that each girl had added a comment or question or observation.
please continue to be praying for these girls as we read through and consider God's Word. these girls come from all different backgrounds, so pray that their unity in Christ will overstep their boundaries they have as they look different, are involved in different things, and are going through different stages of life (an 18-year old in-coming freshman is thinking about and struggling with different things than a 22-year old senior whose trying to figure out what their next step in life will be) but they have been willing to share their thoughts and ideas and be generally well received from the group.
and please continue to pray for me that my identity and my view of the success/failure of the group will not rise nor fall based on the numbers who come, on the discussion had, nor on the presence or lack of keen insights i share.
thank you for your prayers and support!
please continue to be praying for these girls as we read through and consider God's Word. these girls come from all different backgrounds, so pray that their unity in Christ will overstep their boundaries they have as they look different, are involved in different things, and are going through different stages of life (an 18-year old in-coming freshman is thinking about and struggling with different things than a 22-year old senior whose trying to figure out what their next step in life will be) but they have been willing to share their thoughts and ideas and be generally well received from the group.
and please continue to pray for me that my identity and my view of the success/failure of the group will not rise nor fall based on the numbers who come, on the discussion had, nor on the presence or lack of keen insights i share.
thank you for your prayers and support!
8.31.2009
bookshelf
so, here it is, our bookshelf. all of our walls are white, so i wanted something to add more color. and green it is. actually, it's called guacamole. though, now looking at a picture of it, i think the books add more color than the bookcase, but i like it.
we spent some time yesterday unloading boxes of books, so our office area is getting a bit less cluttered and looking more like an office/practice room. i'll be thankful when it's complete.
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