Roles Human Being (Archived)
- Love on every person I meet during our November medical mission trip to Honduras.
- Remembering that love does, and it does well.
- Keeping a picture of the Samaritan Woman in my head. I am the Samaritan Woman.
- Discomfort: heat and humidity, bugs and spiders.
- Culture shock. Or, the Western worldview I've allowed to take over in my head.
- Jetlag.
- Engaging Hondurans and trading stories with them.
- Loving others becomes more of a lifestyle, not an event.
Life Advocate
- To be the best advocate I can be at the pregnancy center I volunteer at.
- Prayer and study the day before my volunteer hours.
- Show up when expected.
- Promote fundraising dinner in November by emailing and talking to friends.
- Love our clients without judgment
- Weekly battle of not wanting to show up when I'm expected.
- Emotional turmoil as I talk with abortion-minded clients.
- Getting discouraged.
- knowing what to say and how to say it
- Seeing more clients choose a better story for themselves.
- Building on this experience and doing more to engage injustice.
Writer
- Finish and publish my book.
- Reading books that inspire me.
- Setting aside three hours each day to write.
- Being involved in my community.
- Saving money for publishing costs.
- Being out in nature.
- Social media, or my preference for it.
- Being distracted by housework.
- Being emotionally distanced/feeling discouraged.
- Seeing my book published.
- Helping other people write better stories.
The Good Neighbor
- To meet up with God in the Philippines in July.
- The stories some of my friends are living.
- My hope that my children will start to live better stories.
- Time with God. I can't have a conversation with Him and not feel like I have to do something.
- The horrors of injustice.
- finances. it's going to be a lot of money.
- my family's schedule can get crazy.
- not wanting to be uncomfortable.
- Some friends and I started talking about a reunion back in the Philippines. But instead of just the usual touristy things, we decided to do something cool. So the two couples from the US--my hubby and I and J and her hubby and others who have said they want to join---will do some fundraising and then we'll fly home and join our two other friends who work among the urban poor. In Baguio and Dagupan. In schools and dump-site communities. Somehow I always feel like it's so much harder to be poor in the city. I know my heart will get broken. And I'll have more questions. That will propel me to keep making edits to my life.
- I plan to bring my son/s with me. This will be good for them. How good? We shall see after.
Public Health Advocate
- Go back to school and get my degree in Public Health
- Fight injustice by becoming a Health Educator
- Find a job that will fund my dream to love people not just in my community but outside, especially in the Philippines and Honduras.
- A picture I took in Honduras. One of the little girls in the picture stared back into the camera with hope in her eyes. I want to be a part of the fulfillment of that hope, if not in her life then in another person's life.
- My obsession with my GPA.
- All the things I want to do and need to raise funds for.
- My children.
- late nights of studying
- my family's schedule
- driving to places I'm not familiar with
- having to make new relationships
- money
- meeting expectations beyond my schooling
- Graduation!
- a job in public health
- going back to Honduras and being able to help educate the people
- merging my writing with health education
- writing new stories in settings previously uncharted by me
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