What are you seeking?

Lent: Week 1

This week, I went to an Ash Wednesday service for the first time.  It was completely in Spanish, and my Spanish at this point is only good enough to understand about half of of it.  But we said the Lord’s prayer and put ashes on our foreheads and passed the peace and recognized the day in the same universal ways that have been done for generations.

Padre Nuestro, que estás en los cielos, santificado sea tu nombre.
Venga a nosotros tu reino,
hágase tu voluntad
así en la tierra como en el cielo.
Danos hoy nuestro pan de cada día
y perdónanos nuestras deudas,
así como nosotros perdonamos a nuestros deudores. No nos dejes caer en tentación, mas líbranos del mal. Porque tuyo es el reino, el poder y la gloria, por los siglos de los siglos.
Amen.

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This year, I am not fasting from anything specific, but I am still trying to set the season apart.  I am trying to get up earlier, to read from the lectionary each day, to be more mindful of God’s work in my life.

Each week, I would like to post some thoughts, verses, music, or photos to represent each week of Lent.  I don’t claim to be a Bible scholar or a spiritual director, merely a person who thinks too much and sometimes likes to share these thoughts with other people on the internet.  If you would like to receive these posts in your inbox each week, you can subscribe using the form at the bottom of the page.

The next day again John was standing with two of his disciples, and he looked at Jesus as he walked by and said, “Behold, the Lame of God!”  The two disciples heard him and said this, and they followed Jesus.  Jesus turned and saw them following and said to them, “What are you seeking?” —John 1:35-38a (from Friday’s lectionary reading)

In this season of Lent, what are you seeking? Are you observing it in a specific way?

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Finding Joy in Right Now

My senior year of high school, I started a countdown on my wall. I tired of high school—tired of my friends, tired of my mediocre public school, tired of my $6/hour job scooping ice cream, tired of my life in the town where I had lived for the past seventeen and a half years. I dreamed about what kind of person I would be in college and somehow imagined myself being better looking, having a magnetic personality, dating attractive college guys, and going on lots of exciting adventures.

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To be Heard

This week, I am participating in the #Fireworkpeople blog tour.

We all want to have a voice. We want people to listen to what we have to say and tell us our words are important.  As a result, we have a celebrity-obsessed culture that judges your value based on how many people listen.  No matter what you are actually saying, if you have millions of twitter followers, you must be important.  [Read more…]

To be Seen

Some days remind me of this quote from my favorite movie.

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When Sandra Bullock’s character in While You Were Sleeping falls in love with a man she doesn’t even know, she wishes more than anything just to be seen.  Not just glanced at, but really seen.  Because there’s a difference after all between being seen and being seen [Read more…]

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Today, I was asked to give the message at my church here in Xela.  It comes from the lectionary text for this week, Matthew 21:33-44.  


Sometimes, I like to imagine there will be one defining moment in my life.  There will be a single moment when my life is completely transformed, and everything from that point forward is better than it was before.  I think we all want this.  We all want to have a before and an after. For example, “before I met the love of my life, my days were sad and depressing.”  “After I met my the perfect person, every single moment is like living a dream.”  This might happen in movies, but it isn’t reality. [Read more…]

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Hi, I’m Becca, and I’ve had ten jobs in five years.

From teaching to church ministry to floral arranging to sports retail—I’ve done it all. I spent a semester as an art student. I’ve moved six times, most recently to Central America. Clearly, I am not one to give career advice. In fact, I could probably write a book about how not to succeed in life. 

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Thoughts on Prayer

This week, I’ve been exploring prayer.  Not because I’m an expert, but because I too often find myself asking “What’s the point?”  99% of the time, I’m asking for all the wrong things.   I don’t understand why anything I could ask would make any difference at all.

I don’t have it all figured out, but I can tell you that the times I have felt most at peace have been the times when I haven’t used any words at all.  I think that sometimes I forget that an important part of any conversation–even with the creator of the universe–is listening. [Read more…]

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I really hate it when people tell me I need to work on myself before pursuing a relationship with someone else.

Seriously, it’s probably one of my top ten pet peeves, next to guys who ask me out on Twitter. It always comes off as slightly condescending when another person assumes that because I’m single, I don’t possess some vaguely defined amount of self-knowledge and superior morality that every married person in the world must already have.

But even so, I am reminded nearly every day that a part of me is fundamentally broken. I don’t think this is a singleness problem, but a human problem.

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There is a Season

It’s funny how some stories don’t seem meaningful at the time, but in the silence you realize they need to be told.

Right before my 25th birthday, I got a retail job.  A few months earlier I sat down at a table across from my principal and heard the dreaded words “We just don’t think you’re a good fit for us.”  I also had two part-time teaching jobs, but they barely paid enough to cover my gas to get there.  So, for about two weeks, I had a retail job. [Read more…]