So the school work has begun and I haven't officially had any classes yet. I just got done reading Christopher Marlowe's Tamburlaine, one of two plays due for the week. And I really didn't like the protagonist at all. I felt no pity for him. He should have died sooner. But I guess that it wouldn't be a play without the protagonist. I'm also trying to wrap my head around being back in school. I read an article today where I didn't understand most of what was being said. Hopefully it will be revealed in class, through discussion I'm sure. But I am excited about going to class.
One of the societies that I joined on campus is called Nooma. Every week they stand outside of one of the clubs in town (I think that there are like two or three of them) and hand out jacket potatoes (or baked potatoes as we would say). I like the image in my head of a potato wearing a red or green jacket. But anyway, Kiri invited me to come. I didn't have anything better to do, so I said yes. Basically what happens is that we ask people if they want a free jacket potato and then just chat with them. They are usually a bit tipsy, so evangelizing hard core probably would work out so well. But we befriend them, tell them about Nooma TV and meetings on Wednesday.
Candy, bless her, tried to get me to go and talk to people more. I liked staying by the car, cause we used Daz's trunk as a serving table. (Side note: Isn't Daz one of the greatest English names out there? I love it. Jamie and Kevin should use it for a boy's name- Daz Kevin Neth. Yeah?) I like doing things for people. I would have made everyone a potato if I could have. But the talking is also big part of it. It makes me uncomfortable. Then I realized that I wasn't called to be comfortable, but to serve in whatever way Christ calls me to serve. Sometimes it might be making the potatoes, but some day, some hour, some minute it will be to go and talk. I have to be ready. I have to be willing. I have to put Christ's call on my life first and not my own comforts. So next time I go out handing out the jacket potatoes with Nooma I'm going to try and talk to people more. I guess the rest is in God's hands.
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I'm so proud of my "twin":) Rock it out for Christ!!
hey Kristen! Thanks for sharing! That's really interesting that you give out baked potatoes! But, hey, it's a conversation starter--why you do it! I know for awhile, there as been a ministry here at PBU where students give out free coffee in the morning to those commuting from in this area into the city of Philadelphia (as there's a train station 2 blocks from campus). I know that people must find it odd for students to give out free coffee/tea/hot cocoa, but it's a great conversation starter while they wait for the train!
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