Reflections on the Journey Home

Let me start by saying that when I made the whirlwind decision to leave Mexico in March of 2020 to spend the first part of the pandemic in Pittsburgh with my family, I fully intended that I would be returning to Mexico to live and work still for an indefinite period of time.  Throughout the summer and fall, that remained my plan.

However, starting around January, I began to reflect on how much I loved being in Pittsburgh with family and in a community that I deeply loved, as well.  I found that being out of Mexico didn't mean that I had lost opportunities for ministry (in fact, in many ways, my options seemed to have multiplied!)  I was blessed to be able to be in a family context and had the privilege of helping to care for family on both extremes of the age range -- my one-year-old (now two-year-old) nephew, and my 96-year-old (soon to be 97-year-old!) grandmother!  

I also was able to maintain my involvement with Avance because everything was online.  It required some definite adaptation, but it was amazing how we were able to keep traction with our interns when we had to overhaul the program from one day to the next.  I was also able to begin volunteering with a pregnancy resource center (Women's Choice Network) one day a week, and I really enjoyed my involvement in that.  Finally, as much as I missed being with my church family in Mexico, it was also a delight to be with my church family in Pittsburgh.  It was such a joy to be a part of the worship ministry, the young adults ministry, and to dream about greater involvement in the women's ministry in the fall!  

In January, I began to consider leaving Mexico and the possibility of staying in Pittsburgh for the next season of my life.  I wrestled so deeply with that decision and spent a lot of time in prayer and seeking counsel.  I didn't want to make a choice that would be disobedient to the Lord, if he had, indeed, called me to do missions work in Mexico City for the rest of my days.  Through prayer and counsel, however, I began to sense that my time in Mexico with Avance was drawing to a close. I was grateful to realize that I would be able to continue with the work of discipleship from Pittsburgh, even though Mexico and the ministry of Avance would remain near and dear to my heart.  

Thankfully, I will also be able to continue my involvement part-time with Avance in the area of member care.  I will be communicating with the women on the team through regular calls, as well as planning visits back to Mexico a few times a year, Lord willing.  

Some Prayer Requests -- More detail

Greenville University Trip (October 22-25) -- 

I am sharing my testimony in chapel at Greenville University (IL) on Wednesday, October 24, as well as sharing about Avance in different classes throughout the week.  This will be a really exciting trip, and I ask that you would pray for me that God would help me to share well, and also that He would bring the people across my path who should consider the Avance program.  (For that matter, if any of you are interested in serving in Mexico or know of someone who might be, I would love to talk with you/them!)

Wisdom

With each passing month, it becomes more soberingly clear to me the level of impact that I can have as a leader in this program.  Young adults who come with us are trying to discern God's calling for their lives, and are learning many basic life skills, as well as ministry and cross-cultural adaptation skills.  And the average age is between 22-25.  I am always being asked if I can help people with everything from medical concerns to relationship concerns to how best to share the Gospel, among scads of other topics.  Sometimes the concerns are deepers, such as dealing with depression and anxiety.  I often feel like I am in over my head ... and I just desperately want to offer wise input into these lives. 

Capacity Decisions and Staffing

We have been having a good "problem" in that Avance has seen a huge increase in participants on the year and semester programs.  For the past almost 10 years that I have been involved in the ministry, five or six people would have been considered a "big" group during the year.  Lately we have been holding steady around ten people for the past couple of years, and that number looks like it will be increasing.  While this is an answer to prayers, in many ways, it can still present a challenge as we currently don't have the capacity to handle a group of 15 or 20 participants during the year.  Please pray that God would bring the right people alongside us as long-term staff and that we would be able  to meet this exciting new challenge at full capacity. 

Reworking the Program

Another exciting challenge that we face is that, for the first time in many years, it seems that we are in a good position to not only manage the daily working of the Avance program, but also look at making changes and streamlining aspects of the program, such as the curriculum and trainings that we are doing.  This should hopefully create more helpful learning objectives for the young adults in the program and will also make us more organized as leaders.  That said, it will be a lot of work, so please pray for us!

My Relationship with God

Basically, anytime you think of me and wonder what to pray for, you can always pray for this!  May I grow closer to the Lord everyday and live a life of faithfulness!  Over the past year, it became abundantly clear to me that no matter how despairing, numb, or disconnected I felt, God was always holding me and drawing me back to Him.  While this is such a delight and a place of security for me, I also know that I would prefer to live in a place of passion and blessing to others.  :-)  So, I appreciate your prayers on my behalf that all of my ministry would flow out of a place of deep rootedness in Christ!  

Healing and Insight

I remember in college having an assignment in which we were to do a timeline of our lives and describe the experiences that we had had, and also what we had learned and how we were shaped along the way.  It was interesting to me to note that the times I grew the most were the times of trial... but the times that I had the most self-awareness were the times of rest.  That pattern has been repeated again this year, for sure!

I would say that the fall of 2017 (as well as the spring and summer of 2018, to a lesser degree), were times of great turbulence in my life.  Honestly, I think that I experienced a degree of burnout, from which I am still recovering.  The ironic thing is, in the fall, when I was most deeply immersed in the burnout, was when I was least aware of what was actually going on!  I would say, "Life is so difficult", or "I'm on the brink of burnout", or "I don't think that I can keep going at this rate", or, most commonly, "All I want to do is sleep!".  Still, I was very little aware of what was going on, beyond the vague feeling that things were very out of control and definitely not good.

In the spring, I had a wonderful opportunity to reflect on the fall as part of a coaching training week-long intensive.  That began to open up my mind and heart to some options of how my life and schedule could be better.  What a gift!  I believe that it was from that point on that I started to heal somewhat from my difficult fall.  It wasn't a total rest, as I jumped back into Avance leadership upon my return from the training, but at least I wasn't sinking further at that point.

My healing and self-awareness had reached a new point in February when I was finally able to admit that I had been deeply burned out in the fall and that I was still not even close to operating at 100% capacity.  It was also helpful for me to realize that, although I was no longer living in such an unhealthy pace of life, I was still suffering the effects of that time.  This realization gave me a measure of grace to be able to take rest when I needed it and to begin intentionally seeking how I could build back up to a healthy place (while not neglecting the duties that were still on my plate!)

The summer was a mixed bag, because the pace is always very busy, and in that sense, I found it to be physically tiring, and feel that I didn't make all that much progress in resting/recovering.  That said, our summer team was the best I have ever seen, over the past 7 summers.  Such a joy to work with!  Also, our leadership team was really amazing, and it was such a gift to not have to worry about whether or not things would get done.  In that sense, I began to feel what it was to open up and trust people more.  That really helped me to be able to delegate better!

Nevertheless, I ended the summer really drained and still in denial of the hard "work" that I needed to do to recover and be in a healthy place for the start of the fall program.  I spent a good deal of time sleeping and it was only at the command of the rest of leadership that I took a small step back during my time in August and took things really easy.  I went on a spiritual retreat (against my wishes!) and spent the entire time just crying and crying.  I realized that it was one of the first times that I had been able to cry since about December.  What might have at first started out as intentionally holding back tears became a near-inability to cry at all.  I had decided to shut off any negative feelings which resulted in numbness of all feelings to a degree.  I also realized over that retreat that I had been very distant from the Lord, even though I had continued in ministry and remained connected at church.  I had been participating in a surface-level, but had really retreated on a deep level.  I knew that the next stage of my healing would be being honest before God and others.  I had to begin to grieve the pain and difficulty of the last year, and open myself up to healing, not just numbing out.

I have realized that I am now moving into the "insight" stage of this experience, and starting to see 1) what I need to do to heal, and 2) I am starting to see some of the good that God is bringing out of this experience.

Healing

I am learning to take better care of myself, and also allowing myself to experience emotions (they are not bad!  Sadness is not bad!).  I have been spending much more time in prayer, and also beginning to seek out resources that will also help me to recover.  I'm trying to rest as often as possible/needed.  I am learning to say no when necessary and basking in God's grace for me to not have to be everything and do everything.  I am learning to extend grace to others as well! 

I have had some great talks with people, and I find that I am just enjoying and being grateful for people more.  In fact, I find that I am enjoying and being grateful for so many areas of life that were just a numb blur before.

As I have been in this healing process, I have been realizing the goodness of God.  Even though He often leads us through dark times, He is always by our side and loves us.  I also see all of the good things that He gives me on a daily basis, even in the midst of painful circumstances.  Even just in the gift of rest, I am reminded that we are not slaves but sons and daughters.  He wants fellowship with us, not just our rote service.  He gives us grace and peace.  Those are gifts that we are supposed to embrace!

These are some scattered musings on the past year, but I hope the continue to post more over the upcoming weeks and months, as I reflect and learn more. 

Working Unto the Lord?

A thought that has really been on my heart and mind a lot lately is: What does it mean to work in a distinctly redeemed way?  If I weren't working in "full-time ministry," would anyone even know I was a Christian?

Part of this has come as a result of the burnout and seeking to return to healthy patterns, rather than just getting pulled by what feels most urgent in the moment.  I also feel a great responsibility to have a healthy relationship with work, as I know that will trickle down to the rest of the team that I am currently leading.

I have also been blessed to be a part of a Bible study at my church, in which we are studying Trabajo y Redencion ("Work Matters"), by Tom Nelson.  It has been such a thought-provoking study, especially as I find myself doing work that is Christian in it's content (Bible studies, discipleship, worship, etc.), but can easily be done in a way that does not reflect Christ!

Do I seek the Lord in prayer for decisions and burdens, or do I just stress about them?  Do I gossip about others in the ministry or do I pray with and for them?  To my words bring life or death?

Do I put projects above people and efficiency over blessing others?

Do I care about nurturing people's understanding of Christ and themselves in Him?  Or am I more results driven and focused on their outward behavioral change?

Especially as I am coming out of a period of burnout, I find myself trying to protect myself from drowning again in needs and tasks.

How much of my responses are selfish and defensive, and how much are made in faith?  Are my boundaries healthy and God-honoring?

Do I have healthy patterns of work and rest?  Am I resting sufficiently at night, and am I observing the Sabbath?  Or am I resting too much (laziness and self-indulgence) or am I working too much (self-imposed slavery).

Can I say both "yes" and "no" in faith?

November Update Letter That Got Lost in the Void

The Goodness of the Lord

My last email was somewhat of a discouraged, disorganized mess.  And it pretty accurately reflected the state of my heart at the time.  I was burnt out and struggling even to be coherent.  What a difference a few short weeks can witness!  For the past month or so, I have been focusing on the goodness of the Lord and the gifts that He gives us.  What started out as a training for our team to curb complaining has become a tremendous gift to me as I have realized how much I tend to complain, and have been afforded the opportunity to bless our good God, instead! 

What I didn't share....

Every time I have been faced with something that seems way too big to handle, and I have had no clue as to how I should proceed, I can always look back on how God has provided exactly what I have needed at exactly the right time.  He has faithfully provided host families for our team, He saw to it that we were all safely together (and with older, wiser Christian leaders) during the earthquake, He has provided each and every specific answer to every single difficulty I have faced this year.  While it can feel natural to fall into complaining that I have faced trials, I would be sorely remiss to ignore the God who has faithfully carried me through each of them! 

Give Thanks!

I would love to know how I can join you in thanking the Lord!  If you are up for it, please share with me an area where you find it hard to be thankful.  I will be happy to pray for you about that.

I am so thankful for all of you!  It was a huge encouragement to receive your emails and other messages, especially when I was feeling so discouraged at the beginning of this school year. 

The City Dances

Mexico City dances all the time. 

Almost every bus driver has dance music playing in his vehicle, weaving in and out of traffic with thrilling -- and, at times, chilling -- precision. 

Even crossing the road here is a kind of dance.  There are never any true pedestrian crossings, so when a large enough group of people assembles on the side of the street, they take their turn to cross while the drivers obediently wait for them.  No lights or guards are needed to direct the people.  There is a collective unspoken sense of timing.

Daily I experience the serendipity (or sometimes confusion) of unforeseen changes in rhythm.  They all add to the beauty of the daily push, pull, and turns of life here.

Conversations have a rhythm and a flow.  They are a combination of set traditions combined with witty twists, which often culminate in uninhibited laughter.  This pattern of riffing on a theme creates both structure and freshness in every interaction. 

Twist. Turn. Sun. Rain. Laughter. Tears. Repeat. 

This cycle is an stirring song.

These steps are a beautiful dance.

Gratitude Challenge: Days 11-20

November 11 -- I thank God for the pain of goodbyes, because they make me treasure my loved ones even more!

November 12 -- I thank God for plans that fall through and situations that seem like a disaster ... because God's plans are always better than my plans. Just as He has always been faithful in the past, He will continue to be faithful in the future!

November 13 -- I thank God that His standards of "what is good" don't have to line up with ours. He so often blesses us in ways that we do not understand and may even interpret as a very bad result. Still, "in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." (Rom. 8:28)

November 14 -- I thank God for time spent in public transportation, because, in a sense, it slows down the pace of life. It takes so much longer to get things done, that I feel a sense of peace and rest in knowing that it can’t all be done in a day. This is actually a very nice change, compared to the frantic pace that life can sometimes take in the States.

November 15 -- I thank God when I am stuck behind slow people because it means that I am physically healthy enough to be faster than they are. There was a time when I wasn’t. There was a time when I would look longingly at the senior from my church and envy them as they seemed to bound up the stairs while I was hobbling. There was a time that I would have to sit and rest after walking for 1 minute. Praise God that I can now walk quickly! May I have grace and compassion with others who cannot.

November 16: Faith is not the belief that God will do what you WANT; It is the belief that God will do what is RIGHT! -- Max Lucado

November 17: I thank God that He allows us to make mistakes. While they are embarrassing and sometimes painful, they are also often some of the best lessons that I have learned.

November 18: I thank God for scars. (For more on this, see my post about "Scars and Thankfulness.")

November 19 -- I thank God for my weaknesses, because His strength is made perfect in my weakness. My weakness draws me close to Him, and that is the greatest gift that anyone can have – to see their need of God!

November 20 -- I thank God for my constantly dripping sink because the pitcher under it reminds me to water my plants. My plants are also thankful for this arrangement.

Gratitude Challenge: Days 1-10

This month, I have joined many in doing a "Thanksgiving Challenge."*  However, the theme that I specifically chose was: "give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you." 1 Thess. 5:18

Recently, the girls on the team and I have been studying complaining and contentment, and I have been convicted of how often I complain. Therefore, during this Thanksgiving season, I don’t want to stop at merely mentioning the readily apparent gifts for which it is so easy to be grateful (family, friends, the love of God, comforts, etc), but, rather, examine some areas where I could be tempted to complain and then thank God for even those things!


November 1: I thank God that He allows us to forget and heal from painful experiences. The pain is not always as acute, though it may still be there. (Two big things that I am thinking of specifically are physical pain, as from my surgeries a couple of years ago, as well as the emotional pain and fear from the earthquake in Mexico City a month and a half ago.)

November 2: I thank God for circumstances that try my patience, because I know that each one is an opportunity to trust Him and to grow in Christ-likeness!

November 3: I thank God for my tiny house, because it is so easy to clean!

November 4: I thank God when things break, because it reveals where my treasure lies. As when Jonah’s plant wilted and he threw a hissy fit, I see myself doing the same thing, so often. My heart is tied to earthly things, but when they break, it sheds light on my inordinate affections and gives me a chance to look to the things that really matter!

November 5: I thank God that the church is sometimes kinda messy, this side of Heaven. It reminds me that I fit right in, and that you don’t need to be perfect to come to God or be a part of His Bride. It is also, in a sense, a vehicle of sanctification, as the faults and weaknesses of others so often bring out our own faults and weaknesses and give us the perfect opportunity to surrender them to the Lord. I thank God that, working through hard seasons in the church makes the seasons of peace and unity that much sweeter.

November 6: I thank God when people are so different from me that I can barely understand them (...and sometimes they rub me the wrong way). It reminds me that I am not the plumb-line of the universe, and that people aren’t obligated to be like me. It humbles me to realize that their very differences are often what qualify them to do amazing things that I never could. That God’s Body -- and His world, in general -- work best when there is diversity. It is also helpful to remember that diversity doesn't undermine the concept of unity!

November 7: I thank God for how tired our bodies get at night, because it reminds me that, while He is infinite, I am finite. And I am reminded that He keeps the world running even when I sleep.  ;-) And, I love how He gives us rest which renews us.

November 8: I am thankful for people in my life who complain and grumble all the time, because they motivated me to dive into the study and pursuit of thankfulness! (Which was a real reality check to me to admit how BAD at this I really am, myself!)

November 9: I thank God that, even on the days when I am ungrateful, He is still gracious!! I recently heard a quote that went something like: "If your comforts tomorrow depended on your gratitude today, how much would you have left tomorrow?" What a convicting word!

Still, I praise God that my standing in Him depends entirely on Christ’s finished work, not my ability (or inability!!) to live in a manner worthy of the Gospel! Everything that I have is by His grace, not my merit!

November 10: I thank God for circumstances that “make me late” because it is a reminder that, in most cases, I am late because I didn’t plan well, not because fate conspired against me. ;-)  It is a reality check for me that I need to take responsibility for my actions, not blame others who were simply stand-still bystanders. It's also a reminder to check my attitude and see others as human beings with a vast array of life circumstances ... rather than obstacles in my way!

*These posts originally appeared on my Facebook, so if they seem familiar, maybe that is why!  ;-) 

Footprints in the Sand

One night I dreamed a dream

As I was walking along the beach with my Lord.

Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.

For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,

One belonging to me and one to my Lord.

After the last scene of my life flashed before me,

I looked back at the footprints in the sand.

I noticed that at many times along the path of my life,

especially at the very lowest and saddest times,

there was only one set of footprints.

This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it.

"Lord, you said once I decided to follow you,

You'd walk with me all the way.

But I noticed that during the saddest and most troublesome times of my life,

there was only one set of footprints.

I don't understand why, when I needed You the most, You would leave me."

He whispered, "My precious child, I love you and will never leave you

Never, ever, during your trials and testings.

When you saw only one set of footprints,

It was then that I carried you."

God Is Our Refuge and Strength

  

Psalm 46 

God is our refuge and strength,

a very present help in trouble.

Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way,

though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea,

though its waters roar and foam,

though the mountains tremble at its swelling. Selah

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,

the holy habitation of the Most High.

God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved;

God will help her when morning dawns.

The nations rage, the kingdoms totter;

he utters his voice, the earth melts.

The Lord of hosts is with us;

the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah

Come, behold the works of the Lord,

how he has brought desolations on the earth.

He makes wars cease to the end of the earth;

he breaks the bow and shatters the spear;

he burns the chariots with fire.

“Be still, and know that I am God.

I will be exalted among the nations,

I will be exalted in the earth!”

The Lord of hosts is with us;

the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah

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One of my friends on the Avance team read this passage to us as we were standing outside of the building where we had the meeting, following the earthquake.  The words of this psalm have certainly taken on new meaning for me since that time!  Though things on earth may fall apart, nations rage, and waters roar and foam, God is in control.  I can be still and rest and know that He is God.  I am free to not fear.  What a blessing!  

Missionary or Hero?

Another lingering question after the earthquake is:  What is the appropriate response for a missionary after a natural disaster like this?  Does Avance abandon standard Avance practice and strike out on our own to go "save the world?"  Many people were rushing around doing things in the days right after the earthquake, but there actually got to be too many piles of food in some places, and so many volunteers that they were jeopardizing the rescue operations.  The military and police crews even had to block people from entering.

There were so many truly heroic first responders who literally removed rubble by hand to aid in the rescue efforts of those trapped under buildings, and I am so truly impressed by how the city immediately mobilized.  Mexico has my heart, my love, my compassion, and my respect!  I think that I am just trying to figure out what my role is in the midst of all of this. 

I have been struggling with people's comments that we should have sent the team into the rubble as soon as the earthquake hit.  My duty was to keep the team safe, though, and honestly, what would they have been able to accomplish anyway?  They are all barely out of college (one barely out of high school!), and may don't even speak enough Spanish to interact with rescue teams anyway.  In addition to breaking faith with their families back home, I'm not sure that they would have even made enough of a difference to justify it!

This is an ongoing question for me moving forward, as I am trying to be faithful to my current role as Avance interim director, but also wondering what more I can be doing to bless this country and aid in rescue efforts.  It's hard to avoid the desire to do grand, noble, visible work, in favor of quiet, behind the scenes, but necessary work.  Please pray for me, and for our team, as we try to find this balance.

Hidden Cracks

In the wake of the central Mexico earthquake of September 19th, 2017, I am on the one hand profoundly grateful for the protection that God has shown me and my loved ones here.  We escaped without a scratch and without even damage to property!

That being said, there were definitely internal effects of the quake, not as visible to the naked eye.  In the days following the earthquake, I was skittish... as one friend put it, she felt like a guinea pig: one moment, eating contentedly; the next, running madly for cover at the first loud noise.  Boy, could I relate!  I was constantly on edge, adrenaline flooding my body at the constant sounds of sirens or any other loud sound, as of something falling.  The Saturday after the earthquake, my sister Susanna and I woke to the sound of the earthquake alarm going off again.  It was a terrifying moment, and we ran out of the house as fast as we could, Sus not even stopping long enough to put on her shoes.  Though we didn't even feel that day's earthquake (the epicenter was located many miles away), it was still hard to adjust to normal life, or even a normal heart-rate for a long time.  That night, after my sister returned to the States, I just broke down.  I was so tired and so afraid.

Alternating with the bouts of panic in those first few days were deep periods of indecision and listlessness.  I had the privilege of receiving great counsel in the days after the earthquake, and I remember one speaker saying that the common "fight or flight" responses are not the only options in the face of a disaster.  "Freeze" or numbness is also a common response.  I definitely fell into that category!  Which is not really great, since, as a leader, I was expected to make decisions, and, as a missionary, I was expected to do, do, do!  I thank God that I was able to make the most necessary decisions, which kept our team safe and their families apprised of their whereabouts.  Still, it was hard to feel like I wasn't doing enough.  This continues to be a struggle.  It's different than survivor's guilt.  It's the guilt of not being the "hero" of the situation, the first person to run into the rubble.  My next post will deal with some of this, as well.

Lincoln Logs

Over and over for weeks after the earthquake, I kept thinking about when we were kids at the learning center and learned about earthquakes.  Some moved up and down, others moved side to side.  The up and down ones were more dangerous.  I remember building little houses out of Lincoln Logs in on of the exhibits.  We built them on a table that could be turned on to simulate the movements of an earthquake, and we had to see what would make the building withstand the force.  With so many buildings that just crumbled in this earthquake, this is the image that I can't put from my mind.

Day After Reflections

Here is a write-up that my sister Susanna helped me with, the day after the earthquake, when we had just returned to my apartment, for the first time (thankfully finding it almost entirely unharmed, save for a broken vase.)

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I'm sure you have heard of the powerful earthquake that has affected Mexico City. Firstly, my sister and I are both safe and sound. We, nor anyone else on the Avance team were hurt by yesterday's earthquake.

When the 7.1 magnitude earthquake hit, we were thankfully with the entire Avance team in the same place for a meeting. What a blessing this was because we all knew right away that everyone was safe, rather than the entire team having to communicate to us in a frenzy their location and situation. Amazingly, as a team, we had just gone over the protocol for an earthquake and the entire city itself had a mandatory earthquake drill only a few hours before the actual earthquake took place. It's hard to believe how perfectly timed this preparation was.

We all remained in the hostel where the meeting was until today anticipating a potential aftershock and being careful for fear of opportunistic assault happening in some parts of the city. Some buildings were still collapsing last night and into today. Thankfully, there have been many minor tremors--which have released pressure--but there's been no singular, major aftershock. After the 24 hour mark of the quake, the chances of a major aftershock recede.

Though we and those we know, love and work with in the city are all well and accounted for, countless others are not. School children and grocery shoppers have been buried in rubble. Today we spent many hours in prayer and worship as well as preparing food to take to those medical and emergency workers desperately still trying to unearth those still alive. Many local folks from churches and organizations all came together in this effort. It's hard to feel the full gravity of a surreal moment like this while in relative safety.

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This is just scratching the surface of what it was like for us, but I thought that I would still publish it, as my sister helped me so much in writing it, and as it was originally written the very day after the earthquake. The rest of Susanna's visit was so strange, as we tried to really enjoy our time as sisters... and yet didn't really have the heart to do too many fun/touristy things. We also determined not to be any farther than one room apart, at any given time. I still shudder to think of how terrifying it would have been to have been separated during the quake, especially if it left us unable to communicate! Praise God, He protected us both physically and emotionally. We literally ran out of the building on September 19th, clinging onto one another. It was a time that certainly brought us close together, and I am grateful for the precious support that it was to have Susanna with me over those days. We were both very emotionally impacted by it, but she handled it very well and was a great support for me during her time here.

Normal Reactions in Times of Crisis

These are some common symptoms when experiencing traumatic events.  If you identify with any of these reactions and feelings, you should know that that is normal and natural.  Here you will see some suggestions for finding healing.

Symptoms:

n  Problems sleeping or resting

n  Feeling emotionally cold

n  Intense worry for others

n  Survivors guilt

n  Concentration problems

n  Loss of self-confidence

n  Vivid memories of the recent or past event

n  Need to be alone

n  Difficulty returning to a normal level of activity

n  Feeling overwhelmed

n  Nausea, dizziness

n  Headaches or chest pains

Feelings

n  Stress/nervousness

n  Vulnerability

n  Frustration

n  Powerlessness

n  Anger

n  Hopelessness

n  Sadness

n  Fear

n  Panic

n  Instability

n  Uncertainty

n  Irritability

n  Anxiety

Counsel/Suggestions

n  Talk with people when you need to

n  Share your feelings and thoughts with others

n  Seek company

n  Listen to the feelings of your friends

n  Remember that you are normal and you are having normal reactions to an abnormal event.

n  Give yourself permission to feel bad

n  Do gentle physical exercises, alternating with periods of relaxation

n  Structure your time, keep yourself busy

n  Try to have a lifestyle as close to normal as possible

n  Write during periods of insomnia

n  Do things or think about things that make you feel good.

n  Rest enough to recover your strength

n  Eat balanced and regular meals (even if you don’t feel like it).

n  Don’t make drastic decisions

“God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.”  -- C. S. Lewis