Today we hear from rising sophomore Mackenzie Vining. I’m humbled to share her story of finding freedom in Christ. Enjoy!
In the Bible, Jesus talks quite a bit about the freedom He brought to earth. This freedom is not the ability to tell God goodbye and live our lives however we want. Instead, it is the ability to pick up our cross every day and tell Jesus we are going to follow His leadings. Definitely not the definition of freedom found in Merriam Webster.
Although it is not an “attractive” definition to our flesh or to the world it is Christ’s way. In my personal life, Christ has given me a new perspective on life and showed me a relationship with Him is better than anything the world has to offer. Let me explain.
When I was 12, my parents separated and eventually divorced; causing my family to be alienated at times in our church and I felt the rug had been pulled out from under me. While that was painful, the most difficult part was still to come: the emotional and mental abuse from someone I trusted deeply. Their choices to harm my family and not to care for the ones closest to them tore me apart as a sensitive little introvert. Many nights were spent in tears, handfuls of meals were missed because I had no drive to do anything; I would lay on my floor reeling from the abuse. I was numb to love or any feeling except pain. The relationship crashed and burned and by high school graduation I stopped seeing, talking more than necessary, or sharing any life details with this individual. There were also legal matters which I couldn’t discuss with others and often I allowed to devil to take over and bind me with anxiety. I was broken in pretty much every place possible. I was anxious, prideful, jealous, deeply afraid that I would become just like my abuser and hurt my family, scared of dying, angry, bitter, rigid, and much more.
Those chains held me tighter than my grandma did on Christmas morning. Jesus saw them and my absolute filth and broke them – in half. The devil is powerless when Jesus takes action. Even when I didn’t realize how often I lived in the shadows, afraid to get close to people, afraid to try new things, afraid to stay home alone, afraid to be alone, you get the gist. Here’s one example:
The devil is powerless when Jesus takes action.
I clearly remember Jesus freeing me from anxiety the summer before coming to Tech (2019 AKA pre COVID). My family and I went to Colorado to celebrate and we decided to tour Mesa Verde National Park, complete with high ladders and narrow tunnels. Needless to say, I was terrified to do that but I wanted to enjoy the park and not let my family down, I was sick of being afraid of everything. The night after I scaled the high ladders and crawled through the tunnels, I was listening to the worship song, “No Longer Slaves” by Bethel Music. I clearly remember a weight lifted off my shoulders mid song and I could almost hear the chains falling off of me as the Holy Spirit broke them; releasing the Devil’s tight hold. After that night I am not bound by anxiety, I have struggled with it, but I know Jesus Himself personally has called me to live a different life.
During COVID, Jesus has freed me from so much more, such as my pride, my selfish ideas that I have to participate in Christian events to be loved by Him, that I have to be in a relationship with a guy to be special, that I have to work to be loved by the King. In His gentle leadings Christ shows me the way; with Him. As a single college student living in a broken home post abuse, still dealing with harmful individuals, a sinner through and through, I am free. Absolutely free. Let me tell you, it is amazing, and I can not describe the feeling except being on a cloud floating with Jesus. (Please hold all judgement I’m not an engineer) I do not have to impress anyone, show off my personality, run 10 marathons, save the world, or be perfect because frankly, I am not (phew). Only Jesus is perfect and there is a reason for that. He came to set everyone free on the cross, not only from eternal hell, but also in our daily lives. He’s got those spiritual bolt cutters anytime you need.
As a single college student living in a broken home post abuse, still dealing with harmful individuals, a sinner through and through, I am free. Absolutely free.
“Jesus answered them, ‘Truly, truly, I say to you, everyone who commits sin is the slave of sin. The slave does not remain in the house forever. So if the Son makes you free, you will be free indeed.’” John 8:34-36
Happy Monday! Since freshmen will be arriving on campus in four days (!!!!) I thought this would be a good time to post some freshmen advice from rising junior, Jessica Drake. Enjoy!
These are some topics that most college freshman will have to do deal with at some point. Hopefully some of this is can be helpful!
Get comfortable with doing things by yourself (aka joining a new club, eating etc.)
I have seen friends not join clubs or try new things because they never had “anybody to go with”. Please do not miss out on an opportunity you may love because you have no one to go with. Going to activities you enjoy is often a great way to meet new people.
For example, none of my friends were interested in going to the homecoming parade on main street last fall because it was too early and cold. I ended up going by myself and I am so glad that I did! It would have been a shame to have missed out on this Hokie Tradition and now I know that I will definitely go again.
If there is any verse in the bible that can apply to college roommates, its Proverbs 15:1-2 and 6: “A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger. The tongue of the wise commends knowledge, but the mouth of the fool gushes folly. The lips of the wise spread knowledge; not so the hearts of fools.”
You are going to be living with another person that you probably do not know. Misunderstandings are certain to happen. If your roommate says or does something you thought was unkind, stop and think that maybe your interpretation of what they said was not what they intended.
Also, do not get caught up on problems or differences with your roommate, there are ways to overcome these issues. For instance, sleep schedules between roommates do not often line up. This was the case for my roommate and I, who for two years had quite different sleeping patterns. My roommate liked to go to sleep early, I soon learned that it was best to study either at the library or work in common areas of my dorm so she could sleep undisturbed. In return, when she got up early in the morning, she was always super quiet so I could sleep well. We never verbally agreed to do this, it was just an unspoken courtesy we developed by “doing unto others as you would have them do unto you.”
A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger. The tongue of the wise commends knowledge, but the mouth of the fool gushes folly. The lips of the wise spread knowledge; not so the hearts of fools.
Proverbs 15:1-2, 6
All people have a different capacity for sharing. Do not automatically assume your roommate will be fine with you borrowing their wardrobe or eating their snacks. This can cause issues, so go slow with this at the beginning. Of course, no one has to share anything with anyone; however, keep in mind that a little sharing can go a long way in building a roommate relationship. Sharing snacks is a good example of something that can be easily shared and help you become “friends” with your roommate.
I use food as an example because it is the easiest way to share without crossing any personal boundaries and a way to show some kindness to your roommate without going out of your way. If there are things you do not want to share, it is important to have boundaries. For example, if you do not like sharing clothes don’t ask to borrow other people’s clothes. When you go to borrow other things, always ask for permission so others will feel the need to ask you for permission before they borrow something from you. If they ask, just politely say no. If you feel that saying no could hurt your relationship then briefly explain why it is important to you not to share that item, so they will know it isn’t a personal attack on them.
Some people will spend all day in their dorm rooms and others will only be there to sleep. Be mindful that your roommate may want some alone time in the room, just the way you might want to. Having different places to study (also a good study tip) and naturally having other places to be like clubs will help give your roommate some space and hopefully they will reciprocate that same treatment.
Do not complain about your roommate to friends you both have in common or even acquaintances down the hall. This may negatively affect the way others feel about your roommate which is not fair to them. Remember, “do unto others …”
I also want to encourage you to have an open mind about your roommate. I’m sure there are a lot of people telling you to prepare for the worst, but having that mindset will only cause you to see the worst in your roommate. I am not saying your roommate will be your best friend. But I do think there is a great chance for good comradery between you and your roommate. Give them grace and remember Proverbs 15:1. Nobody is perfect, so give them grace, flexibility and be willing to take the high road when needed. It may feel good in the moment to get your point across, but most of the time it is not worth sacrificing a peaceful living situation.
Doing your laundry
As someone whose first-time doing laundry was in their college dorm, I am giving this advice from experience. Doing laundry is not particularly hard, but it is definitely something worth doing a few times before coming to college. In addition to learning what buttons to press and what settings to use, get familiar with how to separate your clothes before washing so you do not end up with stained clothes afterwards. Some people separate light clothes from dark ones. My strategy is to not mix items that can cause stains (I individually soaked my colored clothes in a sink full of water, if they release color then that means they stain) with white clothing.
Doing laundry also costs money. This was also the way that allowed me to spend the least amount of money on laundry.), figure out how often laundry actually needs to be done (weekly basis, bi-weekly basis), and
Also knowing how to properly fold/hang clothes will save you time and keep your wardrobe in top shape. And another little tidbit is to make sure you either have a decent supply of quarters or laundry money on your hokie pass. You do not want to be ready to move clothes from the washer to the dryer and then find out you need to go to another dorm to get quarters.
Finally, know what type of detergent (liquid or powder) and how much to use. Also, get familiar with dryer sheets or dyer balls. They are very useful!
Today we hear from rising senior, Sydnee Burnette! I hope you are encouraged and challenged by hearing her journey of learning to step out of her comfort zone during her freshman year.
Transitioning from high school to college was hard for me. My life changed in a lot of ways, and even though I like to think that I’m good at adapting to change, this was on a different level. For the first time, I was living away from my parents and little brother. I had to share a tiny dorm room with a roommate and walk down the hall to use the bathroom. I was starting to take college classes that were much more difficult than the schoolwork I was used to. Plus, I had class with hundreds of strangers and professors who flew through lectures faster than I could write. I have a terrible sense of direction and I didn’t know where anything was on campus. (I literally used Google Maps to get everywhere!) All that to say, I had a rough time during my first two weeks at Tech. All the big changes made me nervous, anxious, worried, and very homesick.
In my many attempts to get used to my new college life, I began to cling to the people and things that stayed constant. Almost everything I did during my first two weeks at Virginia Tech was with my roommate and long-time best friend, K (I’ll just call her K for privacy reasons). We walked to class together, spent free time together, ate meals together, and studied together. We also had a few other friends from high school who lived in another dorm, so K and I even visited them together. I didn’t go anywhere new unless it was with one of these friends. I was comfortable around them, and being with them made it easier for me to adjust to my new way of living at college.
At first, staying in my comfort zone of friends did make it easier. As those first weeks passed, I got used to walking around campus and going to different dining halls. I learned where all of my classes were, and I even started making a few new friends in class. It was nice to have gotten over that initial wave of anxiety that had hit me at the beginning, and spending all my time with K was a great help with that. At some point, though, I wanted to try doing some different things that my high school friends didn’t necessarily want to do. I had been wondering what it would be like to go to club interest meetings and see some campus ministries, but I was still uncomfortable to go alone. One night, K agreed to come with me to a large group worship service at BCM. We found the building, went inside, and were immediately greeted by two of the nicest girls (who I now know as my friends Dani and Sarah!). They invited us to come sit with them, and my nervousness faded away as we all talked and waited for worship to start. By the end of the evening, K and I were invited to come to bible study a few days later, and I was glad to feel so welcomed into this place that I had only just discovered.
Later that week, K and I went to a club interest meeting together, and I also wanted to go to the bible study at BCM. K didn’t want to go with me that night, so I realized that if I went, I would have to go alone. Going alone was the last thing I wanted to do, but I was genuinely curious about what bible study at the BCM would be like. I finally made the decision that I would go, but I was extremely nervous. I didn’t know what to expect, and I didn’t have my friends to comfort me. But I went anyways. I walked at a quick pace and gave myself a mental pep talk as I went inside the building. I didn’t want to chicken out. I went to the room labeled “Green Family” (BCM bible study groups are called “family groups” and they are all named by colors) and saw the door was closed. I took a deep breath to keep my heart from pounding out of my chest and opened the door. Without hesitation, the whole room turned and shouted “HEYYY!!” There were about 15 people, and they all kept talking and laughing as they pulled up a chair and made room for me around the table. They asked about me and how I found the BCM, and they were all so friendly and fun to talk to. Just like my last visit to this building, I felt my anxiety fade away as I spent my evening with this new group of people that would soon become some of my best friends.
After bible study with Green Fam, I went back to my dorm room and told K all about it. I remember feeling so relieved that my choice to step out had paid off. From then on, I made an effort to go to BCM worship and bible study every week. I made tons of friends there, grew my faith in God, and had lots of fun college adventures. My experience helped mentally encourage me to step out of my comfort zone in other ways, too. I joined the Rotaract Club (it’s a club centered around community service – related to the Rotary Club), and I met one person in my classes who became one of the best study partners and truest friends I have. And all that was just in my first semester! I learned that even though it can be nerve-wracking and scary sometimes, it is both rewarding and freeing to step out of your comfort zone and try something new. That being said, if you are a new freshman or transfer student at Virginia Tech (or anyone who struggles to step out of that comfort zone), here are my suggestions for you:
Don’t be afraid to start up a conversation with a stranger in class. I have made some great friends from my classes, and they all started with a simple conversation about our names, hometowns, and majors in school.
If you’re even slightly interested in a club or student organization, go to a meeting! Clubs are always welcoming new members each semester, and most organizations would be glad to see you join one of their meetings. If you’re unsure about meeting times or locations, try to find the club online or on social media and send them a message.
Don’t just confine yourself to the high school friends who came with you to VT (or even just the ones you meet on your hall). It’s okay to stay in that comfort zone at first, but try to branch out as soon as you can! Meet people in your residence hall, in your classes, on the bus, or at a club meeting. You could find that one of your future best friends is just a short conversation away.
Don’t automatically think that you’re bothering someone else. This is something I do a lot. In most cases, though, it’s simply not true. Most people are willing to talk to you, and on the off-chance that you are bothering them, they will let you know.
Don’t be discouraged if a new conversation goes nowhere or if you decide you don’t really like the new thing you tried. This will happen at some point, but don’t let it get to you! There are over 30,000 students and about 800 student organizations at Virginia Tech. There are plenty of other new people to talk to and clubs to try.
Remember that you’re not alone. Tech usually has around 7,000 incoming students each year, and everyone is in the same boat. Everyone wants to make friends, and everyone wants to enjoy their college experience. If I (me, the most nervous, introverted freshman out there) can work up the courage to step out on my own, then you can, too!
Looking back, I’m so glad that I finally made those decisions to break through my comfort zone and try some new things. If I had waited until later, there’s no telling how many opportunities I would have missed out on. Keep that in mind as well – when you look back on these decisions to step out of your comfort zone, will you see missed opportunities, or will you see great friendships and memories?
It’s Friday so that means food is on the blog. Today we hear from rising senior, Meredith Brooks!
Wait. Another food article? Is this the Food Network? No. It’s much better. This is about Mezeh.
But first, I’ll back it up and tell you about myself. My name is Meredith Brooks. I am a senior (let’s not talk about it) and am majoring in Packaging Systems and Design. I’m a huge foodie. Basically half my camera roll is… food.
Okay funny story. So I was adopted from China when I was about 1 year old, and when my mom brought me back to the US, I ate so much food that she thought I had a tapeworm and took me to the doctor to check it out. The doctor tested me and promptly told her, “No, she doesn’t have a tapeworm – she’s just hungry.”
And so began my love for food.
Which brings me back to Mezeh. If you haven’t tried Mezeh yet, I will personally take you there. No joke.
It is a Mediterranean place similar to CAVA if you have heard of that. They serve you in a Chipotle-style fashion, and they give you the options of a pita pocket, bowl, or flatbread wrap. You pick the greens, protein, toppings, and sauce. Also, they have super cool juices and a soda machine that legit never works.
I personally only ever get bowls because it comes with pita and you can pile on the toppings and make it into two meals if you want. If you have been with me before, you know I basically get everything possible shoved into my bowl and then proceed to eat the whole thing.
Okay cool. Mediterranean food. What makes it so great?
Well first, it is so fresh and healthy! They have so so many toppings, most of them being vegetables. My favorites are the eggplant and the spicy feta. After eating a whole bowl of Mezeh, I feel full, but I know that it was actually pretty healthy.
Second, as I said before, you can get two meals out of it if you really want to. I have done it before but usually don’t since I have no control when I eat Mezeh.
Third, it is better than CAVA. I gave in over the summer and tried it for the first time because there is sadly no Mezeh where I live. However, I can now say for sure that Mezeh is better. CAVA has a much smaller variety of toppings, and overall is just not as flavorful.
Fourth, Mezeh promotes healthy COVID behaviors with takeout options and has good deals like BOGO, which I will fully take advantage of as soon as I step foot back in Blacksburg.
Fifth, they have a mediocre rewards program. This is, in fact, a reason that Mezeh is good because while it takes forever to get a reward, if you go there every week, the points add up and you might as well get a reward if you’re going!
Honestly, the only negative thing I have to say about Mezeh is it is a bit pricey. However, it is 100% worth it.
Hopefully you now feel inspired to try Mezeh and also can rest in the fact that after naming numerous things he found to be meaningless, Solomon still manages to say, “Go, eat your food with gladness” in Ecclesiastes 9:7.
Today’s blog is written by rising senior, Kirsten Anderson. The topic is one we all deal with – the puzzle of learning to honor God in our romantic relationships. As you read, you will hear her honest, vulnerable journey with respect to these things. Enjoy!
I grew up in a nominally Christian home where we attended church once every few months (if that), my parents said prayers with me before bed occasionally, and I went to Catholic school. For reasons I’m sure God had planned from the beginning, my parents decided to go to a Baptist church down the road because of a New Year’s Resolution they’d made. We went every week and soon I was involved with the youth group as well. Shortly after I turned 15, I began my intentional walk with Christ. I was learning so much about the Bible, how to love, and how to share the Gospel (our Youth Pastor had a knack for evangelism). I was incredibly excited to learn things and reading old Bible stories that were new to me was nothing short of amazing. God felt so near, and it was awesome! Looking back, I can see how God was laying a strong foundation of head knowledge for the day my heart would be tested.
My high school days were quite lonely because I had no close friends. I wasn’t invited to do much with my school peers because I didn’t drink, nor could I relate with many in the youth group because they had very different lives from me. One day I met a guy from a different school who was nice, also ran cross country and, well, talked to me. After a few months of friendship, he started to like me, and I was still lonely, so I let our developing friendship continue to the “talking” phase. My rationale was, “why not?”
“At this point I knew I was living in my sin but felt too guilty to bring myself before a holy God. How could I pray to Him when He knew what I was doing?”
If I could talk to my past self, I would have a long list of reasons why not. I recall having a conversation with myself, convincing myself it was okay to emotionally date him. “I guess I can see myself with him,” “he’s not that ugly,” “I don’t deserve better,” “Nobody else will ever notice me,” “he says he’s a Christian so it’s okay,” “he has pretty eyes,” and “he’s going to be a doctor someday” were the top of my many reasons. For the first time in my walk with Christ, I ignored the conviction of the Holy Spirit. Emotional dating eventually turned into real dating. By the beginning of my freshman year of college, I was emotionally and mentally abused, physically taken advantage of, mostly numb to the voice of the Holy Spirit, and sad much of the time. Dear reader, if you take nothing else from this blog: “why not?” is not a good enough reason to give your heart away! I was adamant about not having sex before marriage because I knew it was a sin. However, I did not understand God’s intent behind that command, so I found myself doing just about everything else with him physically. At this point I knew I was living in my sin but felt too guilty to bring myself before a holy God. How could I pray to Him when He knew what I was doing? He was surely disappointed in me. He would never love me as much as He once had. I was forever tainted. Right?
When I came to VT, finding a Christian community was a top priority. Luckily, God led me straight through the doors of the BCM and He helped me feel at home. I quickly made deep friendships that made my sin difficult for me to ignore. There is beautiful and natural accountability in community! By Lent, God was directly commanding me to end my romantic relationship and to pursue His own heart. I was no longer lonely thanks to the many genuine friends I had made, and I no longer tried to fill a God-sized hole in my heart with a boy. I confessed my sins to three very close friends during a discipleship group one day in April of my freshman year, and soon after he and I broke up peacefully. I began the process of finding my self-worth in Christ, forgiving myself the way God had already forgiven me, and moving on. After reading a couple of books about dating I was resolute about not dating again until after college. I wanted to be the woman my future husband would want before I even met him. I had learned many lessons about giving my heart to the wrong guy. And God had better plans for me.
I met Jakob during my first few months at VT. We both participated in FTLT (Freshman Transfer Leadership Team) and family groups at BCM, lived in Lee Hall, and led a DNOW retreat in January of 2018 with three other BCMers. I was genuinely focused on my schoolwork, being a BCM leader, and my own walk with the Lord, so I didn’t think Jakob would ever be more than a friend. I had thoroughly convinced myself that I couldn’t see myself marrying him, so I didn’t want to entertain the idea of dating. People at BCM saw us and even people who didn’t know us well asked us if there was “something there.” I found this greatly annoying and it added to my resolve not to date him let alone like him. During March of our sophomore year, I was visiting a staff member (hey Katy!) when she asked me the same sort of questions. I told her the usual “I can’t see myself marrying him” to which Katy replied, “why not?” To my surprise I didn’t have an answer. I had made lists before of characteristics I wanted in a future husband. I went home and looked at them… Jakob met every single one!
By early April I had told him, “I can’t not see myself marrying you” and less than a month later we admitted our feelings for each other. We were often on the same page, and our first reactions were to talk to BCM staff members Scott and Chelsea Anderson about it. We each had separate conversations with our mentors and decided that over the summer we would both read a book by Ben Stuart entitled “Single Dating Engaged Married” and pray about what God was calling us to do. We agreed that as soon as we got back to Blacksburg, we would have a conversation about the book and our feelings. As I read the book, I was still coming up with reasons not to date Jakob. I liked being single, dating him would hold me back from my career, he would distract me from Jesus, I didn’t want people to think I dated around… But as I prayed all the worries and fears I had melted away one by one. I had conversations with Chelsea and other close friends who all encouraged me to listen to what God was telling me. Again, there is so much value in community!
When we met up again at the beginning of our junior year, God was obviously pushing me toward him and opening my heart. He was so intentional and patient with me and our conversation was over three hours long! He led the conversation so well (and had 10 pages of notes; I had 3 and thought it was overkill!) and allowed me to comment on anything he was saying at any time. God was giving me peace through the conversation because we agreed on every single point throughout the entire book. We talked about everything from learning about Christ through one another to the dreams and goals for our lives God had laid on our hearts. I prayed God would show up in our conversation and give me a yes beyond any doubt that we were supposed to date; and that’s exactly what happened!
Since that day, we have built our relationship on the immovable foundation of Christ. We have made it our goal that as long as we’re in a relationship we will be an example of Christ’s love for the Church. There are many important things I’ve learned, and I’d like to share just a few of them with you:
Dating is a process you move through, not a status you stay in – the goal of dating is marriage
Even if your dating relationship doesn’t end in marriage, it doesn’t mean it wasn’t godly – it’s okay to break up with someone who loves the Lord if God is calling you to
God, the King of romance, invented it for His glory and our enjoyment – dating should be fun!
God loves you and will gift you beyond what you think you deserve – all I did was seek Him and then He gave me more than I could have asked for in Jakob
Although I still struggle with my past, I am redeemed and loved unconditionally by my Heavenly Father; I’m not tainted in any way. I seek Him constantly in my life and relationship, and I love showing Jakob the same love God has shown me. I’m not asking Jakob to fill a God-sized hole in my heart because it is so full of the Holy Spirit. I’m constantly learning from him about Christ’s love (Enneagram Twos are so amazing), and we are pursuing Him together in all things. We are vigilant for God’s will for our relationship and we are still excited to be together (it’s been almost one year!). I pray God alone would fill your heart, reader, that you would trust His timing, and that You would seek His will for your life in all things.
If you ever have questions about anything (life, dating, BCM, VT, etc.) please feel free to contact Jakob or me!
Today’s post comes straight from the heart of Johanna Garrett. Today she shares her story of hope in the midst of losing her grandmother. I hope you are encouraged by her faith.
Hi friends, my name is Johanna I am a Senior (super hard to believe) studying Human Development here at Virginia Tech. My hometown is Virginia Beach, where a few of my favorite things are grabbing coffee with friends and listening to live music! I have enjoyed being a part of the BCM community these past three years and have loved getting to lead alongside others in their walk with Christ!
No one could have imagined the past few months of life would be filled with enduring a global pandemic. It’s all different. Everything in a matter of weeks shifted around the world and what once was, most likely, will be forever changed. This season has been a whirlwind and we all have experienced unexpected changes to our lives whether it was lost opportunities, economic challenges, increased fear and anxiety, cancelled trips, altered routines, etc. The normal we once all knew was gone. I faced personal loss when my grandmother unexpectedly passed away in early May from non-covid health conditions.
My grandmother had a huge influence on my life. She lived in my childhood home, helping to raise my brother and me after our parent’s divorce. My grandma introduced me to Jesus and was the most selfless, faithful, and joyous reflection of His loving kindness I could have been gifted with. Some of my fondest memories were our many road trips of taking my sweet grandma all along the East Coast; she was always ready for a road trip with our wild family even at eighty-five years old. Our late afternoons of coffee and intentional conversations (mostly filled with belly laughs) are what I miss the most. I have twenty-one years saturated with memories of her and I hold each moment so dearly.
In loss of all kinds, we have triumph where defeat is only temporary, and death is made a mockery. I feel the noble ache of my grandmother not being here, but I choose thankfulness. Her legacy and life of following Christ gives me the hope that I can look beyond and know vividly that life is only a breath and for all eternity we will be close again. Jesus bought that for me, so I am profoundly thankful. He is alive and my grandmother is alive in Him. So we press on and live fully alive too. The Lord makes good on every word, and even if I can’t see how, it doesn’t mean it’s not. However and whenever He delivers it, it is wrapped up in a goodness I cannot fathom.
The Lord has taught me that grief and hope are not distant from each other but fully intertwined. Hope gives way to a tender grief, and grief, a more heartfelt hope. If we need a model to look to in this, Jesus does just that. He is the one that wept at the loss of Lazarus, while knowing resurrection was just around the corner. He allowed His heart and humanity to have a place in the story. It showed us something we had never seen, but desperately needed, fully God and fully man. The Father has always been on the scene shattering silence to embrace us. Immanuel. God our answer, unafraid of our mess, even from the first breath in the trough. He is right here, ever present. Whether in harvest or a barren place, God is always involved in all He made, not stoic or unaffected by our disappointment and pain.
I never doubted His goodness, but anger, disappointment, searing loss had to get out. He never left, didn’t correct me. He pulled in closer.
When Jesus pressed on my heart to seek out distance as a space to heal and reflect after my grandmother’s funeral, I resisted it, downplayed it, overplayed it, and then gave into it. I’d rather have stayed up and moving, looking to serve my friends and family unfazed by the aching of loss, but I had broken bones and Jesus is too good to let me move around like normal on them. He was clear they were not broken from defeat- there is no defeat here. Death isn’t darkness, that’s because of Jesus; the fear of death is completely shamed into becoming a passage into fuller life. But pain? Yes. Loss in this lifetime? Yes. Jesus refused to leave, even when I thought He should. I tried to play it tidy, right, and holy, but He doesn’t ask for our grief in a perfect organized pile. He takes our humanity in all its spilling out and draws us in. I never doubted His goodness, but anger, disappointment, searing loss had to get out. He never left, didn’t correct me. He pulled in closer. I’m learning shepherd Jesus, who’s acquainted with valleys, not afraid to walk with us. Not rushed to move us along, because He is the patient, kind, listening Good Shepherd. I can be honest with Him, because He’s holding me, His name is Truth, and He won’t let me stray. His name is Way, and I won’t get stuck there in the waiting. He created passages where fear tells me I’m at a dead end. He is life when this planet is gripped with a fear of death, grappling for control. One of the biggest stances of faith I’m learning is to remain confident in trust. He means it when He says to come to Him, when weary and burdened, not after. Rest comes from His hand, not from earthly answers or things going back to normal. I will never have my things back to normal; who knows when you’ll get yours. In what we face, He is King, He is Shepherd, He defeated death, and knows every detail.
After reading through Hebrews 11 a few weeks ago verses 39-40 really resonated with me, “and all these, though commended through their faith, did not receive what was promised, since God had provided something better for us, that apart from us they should not be made perfect.” I wondered how these heroes of faith could so wholeheartedly trust and not get what they expected. Even though they obtained a good testimony through faith, they never saw the promise in the same way that we do on this side of the cross. They did not receive the promise, the testimony of the completed work of the Messiah on their behalf. It is not that they did not; it just wasn’t how they expected, or maybe how I expected it for them. I wanted to be assured it always turns out exactly like I thought. I can identify how the faithfulness of Hebrews 11 pulled eternity up to my finiteness, it challenges my tidy “if this, then that” expectations. It does mean something about God, but not what I was afraid of. He’s not lying, He won’t cheat us or steal, He doesn’t just sweep our fears under the rug and say get over it, be thankful for what you have. He’s much better. His promises are so good that they’re tied to His nature and nearness. Maybe we’re meant to see some by the light of His face, by the glimmer of the Morning Star Himself. There may be promises so beautiful they find their fulfillment in the glory that awaits us. I know I will see many in this life. I know there are promises He will hand-deliver me, in His presence, the presence of my grandmother’s legacy, and the presence of friends and family dear to me. This does not make me contend less, far from quieting “earth as in heaven,” it makes me hope even louder.
So, it only makes sense to stand heaven-side to look at the remainder of my days, and it’s a very different view from there. I see green-with-life purpose, hope, and redemption. There are plans for my life that matter to eternity and need to be completed here. I do not have the answers, but a byproduct of walking through this valley is that I am standing on the right side of the question, and from here I believe my every breath will turn triumphant. There’s glory in the valley. It’s not the year we expected or what I would have hoped for, but throughout the waiting and loss, a redemptive reuniting is awaiting. We choose joy. We choose love. We chose peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness & self-control. We choose Christ. Do not think of it as a pulling yourself up by the bootstraps, because healing and renewing is a process. What we are doing when we choose to redeem our attitude is living out the redemption story of the grace of God and the sacrifice of his son. We can rest in our identity in Christ and allow Him to be strong where we are weak. Nothing forgotten, nothing wasted. He is still in the middle of it all, rebuilding ruined places, He is better than I ever knew, and He can still have all my love. If you can only taste bitter, keep on my friend, sweetness is coming.
Today on the blog, we are talking about something a little different – food! Emery McConville has written a post about Cabo Fish Taco and her own favorite chicken quesadilla recipe. Check back every Friday for a food related post! Enjoy!
What’s good, Hokies? This little blog topic is all about good eats around Blacksburg and a new recipe you can try at home. I hope you all are hungry because this week we are headed to Cabo Fish Taco!
Cabo is located on the corner of Lee Street and Main in downtown Blacksburg. They have everything from their famous fish tacos to delicious quesadillas and fajitas. Many nights with the squad have been spent stuffing ourselves at Cabo and, honestly, no regrets. We start with chips and salsa and the night only gets better from there!
If you’re reading this and thinking “Yo, fish is gross”, then no worries! Cabo has chicken and beef options as well! My personal favorite choice would be the classic chicken quesadilla. It’s one of the best ones that I have ever had so I literally get it every time! Another favorite is their cheddar mashers. It’s just cheese and mashed potatoes, but no joke, they are so good! For you veggie lovers out there you can always have a salad or wrap of your choice! They also have yummy appetizers, such as guacamole, and spinach and artichoke dip. All go amazing with their tortilla chips!
As you can see there are a ton of delicious options at our local Cabo Fish Taco! If you are looking for some good food and a Hokie-loving hangout, then go try Cabo! It won’t disappoint, I promise you.
Chicken Quesadilla Recipe
If going out isn’t your thing or you are a broke college student like me, try this easy and delicious quesadilla recipe!
You’re going to need these ingredients: boneless skinless chicken breasts, (2) bell peppers, a red onion, shredded cheddar cheese, shredded colby jack cheese, (6) flour tortillas, olive oil, and sour cream for dipping.
Now here are your steps!
To get started you are going to cut the chicken breasts into ½ inch cubes (this makes it easier for cooking). Heat 2 teaspoons of the olive oil in a skillet on medium to medium high. Place your chicken cubes in the pan and cook until done. This should take about 6 minutes. Remove chicken and place in a bowl.
Next you are going to dice your peppers and onions into small cubes (make sure to remove the core of the pepper to get rid of the seeds) Place another 2 teaspoons of olive oil in the skillet, along with the diced peppers and onions. Cook for about 6 minutes and make sure to stir occasionally. Place them in the bowl with the chicken and mix together.
After this, you are going to brush the tops of your tortillas with butter (so they don’t stick to the pan). Wipe your skillet clean of the oil, and then place one tortilla on the skillet. Make sure the butter side is facing down.
Place ½ cup of cheese on the tortilla, followed by your chicken mixture. Then cover with another tortilla. Cook for about 2 minutes and then carefully flip the tortilla to the others side. Cook for another 2 minutes and then remove from pan. For more quesadillas repeat!
All done! You can now enjoy your quesadilla! I like mine with sour cream, but if that’s not for you then try salsa or guacamole!
Today’s blog post is written by Orange Family’s outreach leader, the one and only Samantha Richard! I hope you are encouraged as she reflects on her experience of accepting the call to serve in Thibodeaux, Louisiana for spring break.
When I first started BCM in the Spring of 2019, I would have never believed you if you told me I would be going to a different time zone for a mission trip or going on one at all.
I had always dreamed of going to Louisiana because I had always felt really attached to it in some way, but I just didn’t know how. In one of my classes this past semester, on the first day we played two truths and a lie and one of my truths was: “I had never been to Louisiana, but I’d love to go some day.” A few weeks later at the BCM they were talking about mission trips and how one of them would be at Nicholls State in Thibodeaux, Louisiana. I felt that this was a clear sign that I should go on the trip however, I was still hesitant to sign up. I talked with God and prayed A LOT, over if He would use me to help spread His word on this trip, or if I was just going because I was checking off something on my bucket list. After realizing that this is what God had in store for me, I signed up to go and was accepted for the trip.
You would think that after careful consideration I would have realized that Louisiana was in a different time zone and I had never been that far away from home, but you would be incorrect. I remember I was talking to our campus minister while paying for the trip and asked how far the drive was to Louisiana. He told me that it was about a 14-hour drive but that we would most likely be flying there. FLYING THERE??!! I had been terrified of airplanes my entire life and never thought I would be getting on one. After going back to my apartment and having a meltdown because I would be flying on an airplane, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace, and I knew that it was God reassuring me that I was going to be fine.
When we arrived in the New Orleans Airport, we were greeted by two of the sweetest people I have ever met, Ashton and Shelby. They were kind enough to commute an hour and back to take us to where we were staying. The first night the six of us who were on the trip had a great Walmart adventure and made it back to the church we were staying at, just before the alarm would be set for the night. Getting settled in with everyone was great. We were able to sit in the common area and just chat about what are goals were for this trip and how we were going to use our God given gifts to share with the people we would encounter on this mission trip. It was truly a blessing to already feel so close with the people that I would be spending the next week with.
“It was truly a blessing to already feel so close with the people that I would be spending the next week with.”
I guess part of the reason we were able to grow close quickly is because of the experience we encountered on our second night in Louisiana. It was the night that the time change would spring forward an hour and around 1:00 in the morning, we were woken up out of a dead sleep by flashing lights and a loud alarm that kept saying: “AN EMERGENCY HAS BEEN DETECTED. PLEASE EXIT THE BUILDING.” We were of course freaking out because we were in an unfamiliar place and we were scared to go outside. Once the boys finally came out of their room, they led us outside into the pitch-black dark while we waited for the fire department. After an hour (and watching it turn from 1:59 to 3:00 on our phones) the fire department said we could go back inside, they had solved the problem. You would think that would be the worst thing that would have happened to us that day but again, you would be wrong. Around seven in the morning when I was still laying in my “bed” which was a row of chairs, there was a loud knock followed by flashlights shining in our eyes. The law enforcement officers asked us to come out into the common area with our driver’s license. I thought it was a follow-up from the fire alarm from a couple of hours earlier however, it turned out that we were suspects for a break-in that was reported that morning in the church. It turns out our friend Jakob was going to the shower when the man who opens the church on Sundays saw him and was unaware that we would be staying there. Long story short, poor Jakob ended up in handcuffs with shampoo still in his hair. The mission team that almost gets arrested together, stays together…or something like that.
Even though that second night may differ from this, I think I can speak for everyone when I say that we were treated like royalty when we were down there. Everyone at the Nicholls State BCM was so nice and welcoming. They introduced us to their “Jungle Pong” game and we ended up playing that for the rest of the week. I was also introduced to a crawfish broil which was… interesting to say the least, but also a lot of fun. A mission project that we had decided to do was to clean up around the BCM and redo the hallway that was in the building. We gave the hallway and door a fresh coat of paint and my dear friend Kirsten (who is amazingly talented), hand painted a verse from Matthew 28 that states: “Go and make disciples of all nations.” We decided on this verse because this is where their BCM members would show their photos from the mission trips they have been on.
I saw the love and awesomeness of God so much throughout this mission experience. He gave me the courage to go out on campus and do “water bottling” which is offering someone on campus a water bottle if they asked you a question about faith, religion, the Bible, etc. When I was first told that we would be doing this, I was feeling uneasy about it. I am not usually the type to discuss my faith, I just practice it with no questions asked. And talking to strangers? It was unsettling for me. God gave me that courage to participate, and I ended up having so many wholesome conversations with students. Some were Catholic, Baptist, and there were also great conversations had with an atheist student. I know God knew exactly what He was doing when he placed these individuals in my path. I broke out of my shell that week by talking to people I had never met, singing in front of a crowd, and just being my true self with people I had just met. It was incredible to see myself doing things I thought I would never have the courage to do.
Something that made us see the silver lining during this trip was the emergence of COVID-19. We were able to go visit New Orleans the first full day we were there however, by the end of the week New Orleans was considered a “hotspot” for the virus. It was nerve wracking to experience something like that. On top of that, everyone on the Virginia Tech team got the email at the same time that stated we would not be returning to school after spring break. We were absolutely crushed. We had this amazing experience that we couldn’t wait to go back and tell everyone at BCM about and we were not able to get the chance. I am, however, very grateful that we all found out this news at the same time, so we could lean on each other and really reach out to the only senior on our team, Kate. I am so thankful even in this time of confusion and uncertainty because I was at least able to go on this trip, before everything closed down. The silver lining was that we were still able to have 6:33 virtually and we had the opportunity to attend Nicholls State’s worship night over Zoom!
“If I could give an incoming freshman or anyone for that matter one piece of advice, it would be to follow God’s calling for you.”
This trip is one I will never forget. I conquered so many fears and experienced so many firsts throughout this trip and I cannot praise God enough for the opportunity he gave me. The kindness I received in Louisiana will never be forgotten and I cannot wait to go back next year, if it is God’s plan. The whole time I was down there I thought that I was supposed to be the one helping and serving others. I never imagined that I would get that plus more in return from the kind people at Nicholls State. If I could give an incoming freshman or anyone for that matter one piece of advice, it would be to follow God’s calling for you. I know that God wanted me to go on that mission trip because he knew it would grow my faith in him tremendously. He made our group grow closer to each other, but also closer to the students at Nicholls State. I made so many amazing friendships with the Nicholls BCM students. God prepared me for my first time being an outreach leader for the BCM (shout out to my orange fam) with this mission trip because I was able to take what I learned about outreach and evangelism in Louisiana, and bring it back to my time of leadership at Virginia Tech. Even during a time when the world was, and is still changing due to COVID-19, we were blessed to experience God’s wonderful love through heartfelt interactions with everyone we came into contact with on our trip, and that is something I will keep in my heart forever.
Jesus had a lot of prospective disciples. Seriously…a lot. Think about Jesus feeding 5,000 men, not to mention the women and children. It’s not hard to presume that on this one occasion Jesus was interacting with a Cassell Coliseum-sized group. People were entranced not only but his miracles but by the things he had to say. In Mark 2:1-12 when Jesus heals the paralytic, we see a good example of both healing and teaching in one place. It seems, at times, that Jesus had a knack for drawing a crowd.
But at the same time, Jesus doesn’t seem to keep the crowds around for long. Sometimes, he told people to drop what they were doing and follow him. But sometimes he said some hard things that seemed to scare people away. “Eat my flesh and drink my blood” (John 6:53) is not the most inviting language I’ve ever heard.
So, I think it’s fair to ask – what exactly does it mean to be Jesus’ disciple? What characterizes the life of someone who follows Jesus? Books could fill the world on these questions, but at BCM we have tried to synthesize the answer to this: After God’s Heart, In Community, On Mission. This is our slogan and it’s the thing around which everything we do revolves. This, we believe, is the heartbeat of the Christian life.
After God’s Heart
In rebuking Saul, Samuel tells him that God will install a new king over Israel, one who is “after his own heart.” (1 Samuel 13:14) David was the young man God chose, the smallest of his brothers, but the right one for the role because of his heart (1 Samuel 16:7). What then can we learn from David about being after the heart of God?
David’s life was riddled with mistakes, some of which were quite grave. The episode with Bathsheba and the murder of her husband is enough evidence. How about his census that brought about a plague? A cursory reading of the Samuels demonstrates that David’s life was far from perfect or pleasant. One of the more heartbreaking stories revolves around his son Absalom. David’s other son Amnon raped their sister Tamar. Absalom was enraged by this act and later murdered Amnon. Later, Absalom decided that he would replace his father as king. In a scheme of trickery, Absalom rallied support and David was forced to flee to the desert.
In the desert, at the point of despair, David pens these words:
You, God, are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for you, my whole being longs for you, in a dry and parched land where there is no water.
I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your power and your glory. Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. (Psalm 63:1-3)
The heart of God is mercy and love. On the cross his love and justice meet. We have worshipped the golden calf and turned to other gods but God looks at us and says, “The Lord, the Lord, the compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness, maintaining love to thousands, and forgiving wickedness, rebellion and sin. Yet he does not leave the guilty unpunished; he punishes the children and their children for the sin of the parents to the third and fourth generation.” (Exodus 34:6-7)
If this is God’s heart, then to chase after it means to put yourself at His mercy. It is to confess and agree with God that you have sinned and cannot earn his favor. Like David, it is to look at the mess around you and acknowledge that He is the bread of life. Come to Jesus like a little child, dependent on his love.
If it hasn’t happened for you already, if you grew up in a church-going home, your mom WILL call you within the first month of school and ask about church. In fact, if you last a month without her asking, I would be shocked. For some families, going to church feels as natural as breathing. It has been engrained into the neurons of your brain that Sunday=church.
The thing is, not everyone loves going to church. Many have been disillusioned by surface-level interactions or sermons that didn’t connect. Some went to churches with music that felt out of touch or where the median age was 60. What happens in many situations like this is that people become disenfranchised with the faith. They get to college and don’t want much to do with Jesus and would rather look elsewhere for the life they desire.
This should catch our attention. If Christianity was all about information, we all have access to the same stuff – we all have the same Bible and most churches teach at least the basics of the gospel. What’s the difference? Community.
It’s not a secret that Jesus talks a lot about our relationships with others. When he narrows down the commandments to 2, “love your neighbor as yourself” is left standing. His sermons and ethics have a lot to do with how we treat others. In the gospel of John, he tells the disciples that it is our love that will demonstrate our identity to the world. Examples abound.
However, I believe that many of us have experienced far more polite religion than we have experienced community. Many have sat in pews with people for years and know almost nothing about them. We love to have theological conversations, but are not very good at talking about our inner lives, struggles, and hopes.
God made us to be relational beings. In fact, God himself, within the Trinity, is inherently relational. Neurobiologists have found that connecting with others is how our brains form rightly. Put simply: you were not created to live alone. In that, God has made our relationship with him to be intricately tied up with our relationship to others. We cannot truly have one without the other. Think that’s overstated? Check this out: “Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar.” (1 John 4:20)
God invites us not just to know about him, but to know him. Doing that involves letting ourselves be known by god. (See 1 Cor. 8:3) But integral to this is Christian community. One of the takeaways I see from Hebrews 10:23-25, a famous community passage, is this: community is God’s vehicle for drawing us near to Himself. It is in community that we experience his love, grace, correction, and reconciliation in the flesh. The Spirit is at work in and among us.
Mission trips have long been the hallmark of church missions. Backed by the Great Commission, we take the gospel to “them,” which is inevitably oversees or at least across some kind of border.
Don’t get me wrong, missions to the nations is biblical and spans the entire canon. The Israelites were called to be a priestly nation. God moved them to the geographic center of a bunch of people who didn’t know him and put his people on display. He wanted the people of the world to see their obedience and relationship with God and stand in awe. (See Deut. 4:5-8) And yes, Jesus sends the disciples out from Jerusalem to share the good news. Paul is seen spanning west into the known world. We can and should go to the nations with the gospel.
This may seem nitpicky, but it’s important to note that we are not “on missions.” We are “on mission.” That is to say, we are joining in with the mission of God. What is that? It is God brining all of creation under his rule through the gospel of Jesus. God designed us to be co-rulers of the earth, but sin has temporarily marred this intention. Through the reconciliation available in Christ, we are invited back into the family of God to rule with him once more.
What does this involve? Everything. God desires all of our lives to be a mirror of him here on earth. This is what in means to be made in his image; we are his representatives here on earth.
So yes, this involves reaching out to all of mankind, imploring them to cease their striving and find rest in the love of Jesus. Jesus does truly want everyone to be saved. But this is done through far more than simply preaching and helping people understand the words of the gospel. This is done by showing extraordinary care for those who hate you. This is done by standing with the oppressed even when it disadvantages you, especially in light of George Floyd. This is done by doing what is loving instead of what is self-preserving, especially in light of the pandemic.
The gospel is not just about getting your mind right, it’s about getting your life right. This means that we aren’t just out there trying to get people to say a prayer and believe that Jesus rose from the dead – Satan believes that. Being on mission is about submitting to the lordship of Jesus and inviting others into that life. Others are drawn by our unique love both for one another and the world.
Come and See
Philip was called to follow Jesus and he seems to accept somewhat quickly. Before long he finds Nathanael and tells him that they have found Jesus of Nazareth, the one about whom the prophets wrote. Not only is this an outrageous claim, Nathanael carries with him the local bias against Nazareth. He rebuffs Philip’s excitement, sure that nothing good can come from Nazareth, much less the Messiah.
Philip’s next words are amazing: “Come and see.” (John 1:46) Philip doesn’t open up a scroll and begin to argue with Nathanael. He doesn’t get mad that he has been so quickly dismissed. He says the only thing he can say: “come and see.” This is the call of following Jesus. From a distance, it can seem hard, odd, and frustrating.