Just a Thought...
- Name: Molly
- Location: Atlanta, Georgia
A graduate of Dallas Theological Seminary, who can't seem to stay in one place for more than a hot second. A lover of God and of people, laughter, good conversations with good friends, writing, music, student ministry, hope, and learning new things. This blog is about my life, and a place for my ramblings, as I seek God's will for my life, and strive to love others more than myself.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Pocomoke City, Maryland
We got off the metro at Arlington Cemetery and walked allllll the way up the hill to see the changing of the guards at the tomb of the unknown soldier, and then walked across the potomac river bridge to the Lincoln memorial, the Vietnam, and WWII memorials, the Washington monument, and then the White House. It was so stinkin hot and so much walking, but it was fun spending time with friends and it had been awhile since I'd been downtown to do the tourist thing, so I didnt mind too much.
Friday morning, we got up early and headed to Pocomoke City, Maryland (about 3 1/2 hours from my house, near Ocean City) where we were leading worship and Bible studies for a Disciple Now weekend at a church we met while working camp this summer. 5 boys+Molly squished into a truck.. it was funny.
The church was wonderful to us, and we had a great time leading worship for their students and then got the surprise blessing of being asked to lead for both their Big church services Sunday morning. We also served at their local food pantry/homeless shelter and got to meet some wonderful people there, before heading to Ocean City to spend the afternoon riding Go-Karts and having fun getting to know their students a little better.
I co-taught a group of 11 insane middle schoolers with Seth, and laughed a lot at the ridiculousness that came out of their mouths. They nicknamed me "Hardcore Molly", and from that point on I was never again referred to as Molly... but either "Hardcore" or "Hardcore Molly." They were great.
Lynnhaven Baptist is a wonderful church family, and it was a blessing to serve them and their students this weekend. I hope we get to go back soon. Leading worship with the Seth Medley Band again was also a special treat. I love doing ministry with those guys and love their hearts for people.
Hard to do when he's got a Molly next to him, distracting with her hilarious awesomeness.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Holding My Breath
A few weeks before camp ended, my director and friend showed me an email she received from the Fuge office that went out to all of the camp email accounts about a job opening with a youth group in Chattanooga, TN. Carrie knew that Chattanooga was 1 of the 5 cities I had said I was going to look for jobs, and so she thought I might be interested.
Uh, YES PLEASE!
See, my laptop (as I mentioned before) is on its way out to laptop heaven, and so I wasn't able to connect to the Internet, which means I wasn't able to look for jobs this summer. As the summer end approached, I started to worry, but knew there wasn't anything I could really do about it until I got home. I was still really sad about not going to Sudan and really hoping the Lord would reveal why exactly I wasn't supposed to go to Sudan in October anymore.
I sent my resume to this church in Chattanooga... and I waited.
The boys in the band this summer are all from Chattanooga, so I asked about the church, and heard some good things, and started to get hopeful that it would work out and that I'd have the opportunity to hear about the position available (the job description was kind of vague).
After a few days, the youth pastor wrote me back and said he was excited to talk to me soon, but would need to continue collecting resumes for a few more days.
Ok.. so I waited some more.
Fast-forward to the end of camp.
We packed up Saturday.
I said goodbyes and then headed to Chattanooga on Sunday morning (about 2 hours from camp) with the guys, because they were leading worship.
Monday my contract with LifeWay ended and I headed to Nashville to see my best friend, and friends from seminary and camp.
Tuesday, I got a call, and had a great interview with this church.
Friday I headed back to Chattanooga, and Monday morning, I had a face to face interview.
And then I headed home to Virginia to wait some more.
A couple days ago the youth pastor told me that they're interested in hiring me, and that right now my resume is in the final stage of being approved by the personnel committee and I should be getting an official offer call in the next few days.
Sooo, I wait some more. :)
This job sounds really great. I'll be overseeing and working with students in the small groups aspect of this student ministry. relationships. love it.
I'm super excited about it.
The church itself is more traditional than what I'm used to, but I'm excited about experiencing something a little different from the church I've gone to since I was 14. Chapel at DTS was preparing me for something after all! :)
I'm also really excited about moving to Chattanooga (assuming everything continues to go well), to a place where I've already got a few friends (some of my best friends, actually), which makes it a millions times less scary.
It's gonna be hard, but after the last 2 years of ridiculousness, I'm up for it, I think.
4 months ago, I thought I was going to Sudan.
3 1/2 months ago, I realized I've been running from the Lord. I realized that my fear of rejection was totally limiting the things the Lord wanted to do in me and through me. Sudan was out. I'd work camp and try and figure out "what's next" while I was there.
All summer I couldn't job search, but everyday I strove to trust the Lord, confident (most days) I'd made the right choice about Sudan.
The day after camp ended, I had an incredible interview.
I'm holding my breath because it's hard to believe that this might really be happening, that this is a good and exciting thing.
I'm holding my breath because I'm not sure if I'm hardcore or brave enough to do this.
I'm holding my breath because, after 2 very very confusing years, I don't know how to do anything else.
I'm humbled though. He's pursued me, and watched over me, taken care of me, even in my disobedience. Jonah was in that fish for a few days, and maybe Stafford has been my "belly of the fish" existence.
So I wait..
**Heading to Maryland with the Seth Medley Band to lead worship for a D-Now all weekend. First, I'm taking the boys to DC to see the monuments and stuff. I'm excited. Praying that the Lord does big things in the lives of these students, and grateful that I get another opportunity to sing with these brothers of mine. Love it.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Prayer partner, roommate, fellow band chick and...
Drew, Steve (though he wasn't actually at camp with us, he was there in spirit), the Sethenater, Alex, and Me. Love these boys so much!
Wanna buy one? You know you do.
Alex, John, Jared, Drew, Kaylyn, and me being awesome.
This kid stalked me all summer. She was a camper week 1 and just stayed all summer, randomly showing up in my closet or under my bed. It was weird.
John, our rec director and my little buddy all summer.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Wow, it's been 2 months since I sat down and really wrote a good post. My laptop is near death and wasn't really cooperating when it came to connecting to Carson Newman's internet, so I didn't really even try to deal with it. A mini media fast wasn't too bad, given how crazy and busy my summer ended up being.
Summer 6 working Fuge... I certainly learned a lot. I certainly went to bed exhausted every night. I laughed a lot. I cried a lot. I prayed a lot. I worshiped God. I made new friends, and spent time with old ones. I saw the Lord work in amazing ways, and saw students and adults come to know Christ, and had the blessing and honor to walk some of them through that process. I wish there was some way to adequately describe what it's like to be on a Fuge staff, but whenever I try, my words just don't do it justice.
This summer was incredibly humbling for me, but refreshing as well. I was the oldest person on our staff, and the staffer with the most years experience with camp. I was a Bible study leader, mostly to 11th and 12th graders (5 weeks out of 8), and I sang in the band for the first time. The first 4 weeks were frustrating because I lost my voice, and it took 4 weeks to get it back (all while trying to lead rec, bible study, and track times!) BUT the view from the stage absolutely changed my life. I just started leading worship in March, so I've still got so much to learn but the guys in the band taught me so much, and watching students broken over their sin, or rejoicing in worship was absolutely beautiful, and I was usually on the brink of tears at one point or another every night. I walked off stage every night wondering why on earth the Lord had chosen me to witness that, and to be a part of it. It was incredible.
My students this summer were great. Every week, even though we're teaching the same curriculum for each group that comes in, I was shown something new in the Word from my students. I was learning as they were learning, and as they shared their burdens and struggles with me, I was burdened for them. My prayer life has changed drastically this summer. I can't tell you how many nights I stayed up, praying and broken for the things that came out in my bible study. There are things those students were going through that absolutely broke my heart.
My summer reaffirmed my love for student ministry. It gave me hope and renewed patience as I pursue what's next. I'm excited, anxious, but not hopeless.