Old Saint Nick?
The original "Old St. Nick" who inspired the tradition of Santa Claus, Nicholas was bishop of Myra in fourth-century Turkey. Little is known about his life except that he entrusted himself to Jesus at an early age and, when his parents died, gace all of their possessions to the poor. While serving as bishop, Nicholas learned of three girls who were going to be sold into slavery by their father. Moved to use the church's wealth to ransom the lives of these little ones, he tossed three bags of gold through the family's window. We recall this ancient Christmas gift, even as we remember the 1.2 million children are trafficked each year in the global sex trade today.
*From Common Prayer: A Liturgy for Ordinary Radicals p.55
to think a secular tradition story is based on a bishop who creatively addressed a serious issue that still exists today... hm. something to think about.
and need a song to make you smile? this one does it for me every time... click here to hear it
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You hold me
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You hold me
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You hold me
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You, the way Ya, the way Ya…
I've had a long day; I just wanna relax.
Don't have time for my friends, no time to chit-chat
Problems at my job, wonderin' what to do
I know I should be working but I'm thinking of You and
Just when I feel this crazy world is gonna bring me down,
That's when Your smile comes around
Oo, I love the way You hold me, by my side You'll always be
You take each and every day, make it special in some way
I love the way You hold me, in Your arms I'll always be
You take each and every day, make it special in some way
I love You more than the words in my brain can express
I can't imagine even loving You less
Lord, I love the way You hold me
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You hold me
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh Whoa I love the way You hold me
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You hold me
Whoa oh oh oh oh whoa
I love, I love, I love, I love the way Ya…
Well You took my day and You flipped it around,
Calmed the tidal wave and put my feet on the ground
Forever in my heart, always on my mind
It's crazy how I think about You all of the time
And just when I think I'm about to figure You out,
You make me wanna sing and shout
Oo, I love the way You hold me, by my side You'll always be
You take each and every day, make it special in some way
I love the way You hold me, in Your arms I'll always be
You take each and every day, make it special in some way
I love You more than the words in my brain can express
I can't imagine even loving You less
Lord, I love the way You hold me
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You hold me
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Oh Whoa I love the way You hold me
I love, I love, I love, I love the way You hold me
Whoa oh oh oh oh whoa
I love, I love, I love, I love the way Ya…
I'm so grateful and thankful for all You've done
Wish I could tell You in a short story or poem
But, all I have is my voice and this guitar
And You have my heart
Oo, I love the way You hold me, by my side You'll always be
You take each and every day, make it special in some way
love the way You hold me, in Your arms I'll always be
You take each and every day every day every day...
“Hold Me” Jamie Grace and Toby Mac
Monday, December 5, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
a time for mourning
Isn't it interesting that the same thing can happen whether or not you plan it, which also determines one's reaction. Take, for instance a chair being pulled out from under someone. As a common prank, this action cause hysterical laughter and enjoyment. But say someone pulls out a rolling chair to sit on and due to the linoleum floor, the chair keeps rolling as the person sits down. As the person inevitably falls to the floor, the reaction of concern and a feeling of heart dropping are the only reactions. It's interesting that the same situation can cause opposite reactions depending on if it was planned or not.
based on true life experiences witnessed.
the previous has nothing to do with the following. thanks for reading.
A time for everything, an interesting thought that has been popping up lately for me. Sometimes I wonder if times are getting worse or if I'm just becoming more aware of constant world turmoil. Surely there are shifts of disasters, war, and peace, for we see the times of major wars and think "now isn't so bad". At the same rate we turn on the news and hear about whole country economies crashing, people protesting persecution, and the current hurricane that's about to destroy another major city in one sweep.
I wonder what would happen if everyone prayed for wisdom and expected God's will, not their own to prevail. How would things change? Where would this world be? Would the leaders lead us a different avenue? Would people recognize unexpected changes meant for the betterment to be positive and support them? I think too often we get lost in our own agenda that we miss God's will completely.
Back to a time for everything. I'm reminded that life cannot always be happy, for there is a time for sorrow as well. Superchick writes about "beauty from pain", and I find it interesting that even in sorrow, joy can be found (or maybe it's simply peace, but that can be described as a form of joy). Through a vulnerable conversation, a deeper understanding can come about. Through a deep cut to find the infection, healing can happen. Through being turned down at one job interview, another job much more suitable can come along. As a person dies, you realize how precious life is and what really matters in life. Through any experience you are able to grow and better deal with the next experience that comes.
Ecclesiastes 3
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
19 The acts of the flesh are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; 20 idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions 21 and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like. I warn you, as I did before, that those who live like this will not inherit the kingdom of God. 22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. 24 Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. 25 Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.
We aren't meant to control every action this world brings, we are meant to react and move from there. When times are sorrowful, we are more readily able to realize this life is precious and each moment is a moment to love and commune with others. Though we don't fully understand the purpose of the events, we seek God's will over our own and once again focus on implementing a meaningful life to move forward.
1 Corinthians 13
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
There is a time for everything; give thanks for simply that. Remain in faith, hope, and love, and let God take care of the rest.
happy thanksgiving.
based on true life experiences witnessed.
the previous has nothing to do with the following. thanks for reading.
A time for everything, an interesting thought that has been popping up lately for me. Sometimes I wonder if times are getting worse or if I'm just becoming more aware of constant world turmoil. Surely there are shifts of disasters, war, and peace, for we see the times of major wars and think "now isn't so bad". At the same rate we turn on the news and hear about whole country economies crashing, people protesting persecution, and the current hurricane that's about to destroy another major city in one sweep.
I wonder what would happen if everyone prayed for wisdom and expected God's will, not their own to prevail. How would things change? Where would this world be? Would the leaders lead us a different avenue? Would people recognize unexpected changes meant for the betterment to be positive and support them? I think too often we get lost in our own agenda that we miss God's will completely.
Back to a time for everything. I'm reminded that life cannot always be happy, for there is a time for sorrow as well. Superchick writes about "beauty from pain", and I find it interesting that even in sorrow, joy can be found (or maybe it's simply peace, but that can be described as a form of joy). Through a vulnerable conversation, a deeper understanding can come about. Through a deep cut to find the infection, healing can happen. Through being turned down at one job interview, another job much more suitable can come along. As a person dies, you realize how precious life is and what really matters in life. Through any experience you are able to grow and better deal with the next experience that comes.
Ecclesiastes 3
A Time for Everything
1 There is a time for everything,and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Galatians 5
Life by the Spirit19 The acts of the flesh are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; 20 idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions 21 and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like. I warn you, as I did before, that those who live like this will not inherit the kingdom of God. 22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. 24 Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. 25 Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.
We aren't meant to control every action this world brings, we are meant to react and move from there. When times are sorrowful, we are more readily able to realize this life is precious and each moment is a moment to love and commune with others. Though we don't fully understand the purpose of the events, we seek God's will over our own and once again focus on implementing a meaningful life to move forward.
1 Corinthians 13
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
There is a time for everything; give thanks for simply that. Remain in faith, hope, and love, and let God take care of the rest.
happy thanksgiving.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Waiting for Tomorrow - Mandisa
Maybe tomorrow I'll start over, maybe tomorrow I will finally change my ways
Said the same thing yesterday...
Don't know why I'm so afraid to let you in, to let you win
To let you have all of me
I can't live my whole life wasting all the grace that I know you've given
Cause you made me for so much more than sitting on the sidelines
I don't wanna look back and wonder if good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed; so why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Maybe today I'll start believing that your mercy really is as real as you say it is
It doesn't matter who I used to be, it only matters that I've been set free;
You rescued me, you're changing me
Jesus take everything
I can't live my whole life wasting all the grace that I know you've given
Cause you made me for so much more than sitting on the sidelines
I don't wanna look back and wonder if good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed; so why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Some people are waiting for tomorrow because they are living their lives in the past—regretting things they’ve done. Wishing they could change themselves. Feeling stuck with what has happened. Missing what use to be. Wishing they were still back doing ___. Wondering how time flew so fast. Hoping tomorrow things will be better than the past.
Other people are waiting for tomorrow because they live in the future—planning, preparing, dreaming what could be. Getting caught up on failures because it makes the future somehow harder to obtain. Changing and rethinking how to make things better...
It’s sadly common in Pittsburgh to see people breaking traffic laws. Yesterday I saw someone pop over in the bike lane to speed past and hop in front of the line of traffic. The thing is, this truck came upon red lights and we all kept catching up to it. So as great of a plan this truck had, the truck didn’t get anywhere faster than the rest of us.
As for me, I am a future-thinking person. It comes so naturally to me; I am constantly planning and waiting for tomorrow, as Mandisa sings about. The challenge is staying in traffic and enjoying the present. Too many times I find myself speeding ahead in planning only to hit red lights and see I am still in the present with everyone else—not going anywhere faster...
The thing about truly living in the present is you can’t focus on planning nor can you focus on looking back. The focus must be first on being your true self in the present and trusting in God’s grace and mercy. Because isn't the point to fit into God’s will, not fit God into mine?
Maybe today I'll start believing that your mercy really is as real as you say it is
It doesn't matter who I used to be it only matters that I've been set free;
You rescued me, you're changing me
Jesus take everything
I can't live my whole life wasting all the grace that I know you've given
Cause you made me for so much more than sitting on the sidelines
I don't wanna look back and wonder if good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed; so why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Oh I'm making this my moment now
To grab the hand that's reaching down
To save me, oh you save me...
So why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Said the same thing yesterday...
Don't know why I'm so afraid to let you in, to let you win
To let you have all of me
I can't live my whole life wasting all the grace that I know you've given
Cause you made me for so much more than sitting on the sidelines
I don't wanna look back and wonder if good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed; so why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Maybe today I'll start believing that your mercy really is as real as you say it is
It doesn't matter who I used to be, it only matters that I've been set free;
You rescued me, you're changing me
Jesus take everything
I can't live my whole life wasting all the grace that I know you've given
Cause you made me for so much more than sitting on the sidelines
I don't wanna look back and wonder if good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed; so why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Some people are waiting for tomorrow because they are living their lives in the past—regretting things they’ve done. Wishing they could change themselves. Feeling stuck with what has happened. Missing what use to be. Wishing they were still back doing ___. Wondering how time flew so fast. Hoping tomorrow things will be better than the past.
Other people are waiting for tomorrow because they live in the future—planning, preparing, dreaming what could be. Getting caught up on failures because it makes the future somehow harder to obtain. Changing and rethinking how to make things better...
It’s sadly common in Pittsburgh to see people breaking traffic laws. Yesterday I saw someone pop over in the bike lane to speed past and hop in front of the line of traffic. The thing is, this truck came upon red lights and we all kept catching up to it. So as great of a plan this truck had, the truck didn’t get anywhere faster than the rest of us.
As for me, I am a future-thinking person. It comes so naturally to me; I am constantly planning and waiting for tomorrow, as Mandisa sings about. The challenge is staying in traffic and enjoying the present. Too many times I find myself speeding ahead in planning only to hit red lights and see I am still in the present with everyone else—not going anywhere faster...
The thing about truly living in the present is you can’t focus on planning nor can you focus on looking back. The focus must be first on being your true self in the present and trusting in God’s grace and mercy. Because isn't the point to fit into God’s will, not fit God into mine?
Maybe today I'll start believing that your mercy really is as real as you say it is
It doesn't matter who I used to be it only matters that I've been set free;
You rescued me, you're changing me
Jesus take everything
I can't live my whole life wasting all the grace that I know you've given
Cause you made me for so much more than sitting on the sidelines
I don't wanna look back and wonder if good enough could have been better
Every day's a day that's borrowed; so why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Oh I'm making this my moment now
To grab the hand that's reaching down
To save me, oh you save me...
So why am I waiting for tomorrow?
Monday, October 24, 2011
flashbacks, running, and non-traditional singing -- this is not a nightmare
1. How often does one get to flashback to the past? Not much, besides in memories and pictures one holds. Through encouragement from my sister, who of which still doesn’t think she did any whatsoever, I went back to my hometown for an alumni band football game. I know, I know. You are now thinking—wow you are a geek! That’s ok, I am glad to say I was in the band in high school. I thought it would be really weird going back, but the only weird part was the initial awkward walking into a school that no longer is what I remember. I do mean this literally; it was partially torn down and re-built/modeled.
How long does it take for someone to forget how to play their instrument? Well, I can tell you one thing—Mandi (my sister) and I were both struggling!! Let’s not even talk about memorizing the music! It’s funny how a simple thing of forgetting notes makes you realize how old you are or how fast time flies by!
Highlights of this highlight?
a. getting sun burnt in October, first time of the year
b. alum playing a kazoo instead of a clarinet, and insisting on reading music (alumni band directors’ response? “that’s more effort than you did in high school!”)
c. just plain fun. Make it happen if you get the chance
2. I have a lot of respect for runners, especially ones who just pick it up out of thin air.
Shawn decided one day to run a half marathon. It was a real encouragement to see his perseverance in accomplishing his goal. By setting this goal, he also allowed his dad to pursue a similar goal. It was really awesome to see both of them run the race and to see what they could actually do when pushing themselves. Congrats!
3. I joined a choir! It’s very non-traditional and unique, though. Picture flexible practices, backwards rules, and only a few are asked to perform at a time. Confused yet? The choir is for hospice patients. It consists of many members, but only groups of three go out when asked. The patient is usually in a fragile state, so singing is very different. Singing has a very soft way to it, no projection, no diction. The singing is more focused on blending and harmonizing, since it is all acapella. Songs are short and repetitive. Words are nice, but the focus is more on the tune. Think of a calm peaceful state and what music keeps you there. It is definitely a change from my years of vocal training, but I like the new challenge because it is keeping me on my toes to learn something new.
How long does it take for someone to forget how to play their instrument? Well, I can tell you one thing—Mandi (my sister) and I were both struggling!! Let’s not even talk about memorizing the music! It’s funny how a simple thing of forgetting notes makes you realize how old you are or how fast time flies by!
Highlights of this highlight?
a. getting sun burnt in October, first time of the year
b. alum playing a kazoo instead of a clarinet, and insisting on reading music (alumni band directors’ response? “that’s more effort than you did in high school!”)
c. just plain fun. Make it happen if you get the chance
2. I have a lot of respect for runners, especially ones who just pick it up out of thin air.
Shawn decided one day to run a half marathon. It was a real encouragement to see his perseverance in accomplishing his goal. By setting this goal, he also allowed his dad to pursue a similar goal. It was really awesome to see both of them run the race and to see what they could actually do when pushing themselves. Congrats!
3. I joined a choir! It’s very non-traditional and unique, though. Picture flexible practices, backwards rules, and only a few are asked to perform at a time. Confused yet? The choir is for hospice patients. It consists of many members, but only groups of three go out when asked. The patient is usually in a fragile state, so singing is very different. Singing has a very soft way to it, no projection, no diction. The singing is more focused on blending and harmonizing, since it is all acapella. Songs are short and repetitive. Words are nice, but the focus is more on the tune. Think of a calm peaceful state and what music keeps you there. It is definitely a change from my years of vocal training, but I like the new challenge because it is keeping me on my toes to learn something new.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
motivation
im thinkin its been too long since i've been here, which begins my next thought= where to start?
what do you call a wookie that plays with clay?
(harry potter)
if a turtle looses its shell, is it naked or homeless?
deep thoughts, eh.
this past week we had training all week on motivational interviewing. The trainer was really focused on "the clients have the answer" ... "we are part of the intervention, not the outcome". as we anaylzed communication in's and out's, it was so very obvious how everyone in the room were "fixers". we all hear a problem and immediately start asking questions and giving advice. the trainer revealed how powerful just the act of listening and reflecting on what is said is. Through these acts, it is more likely someone will come up with their own action to move forward and be more successful in it since it was their own choice. everyone wants to be in control of their own life. ...and usually giving advice only makes the advice giver feel better.
we did a lot of exercises in real-play (instead of role play-- real life is more natural) which proved these statements. its crazy to shift how you address someone, but its definitely a positive shift.
what do you call a wookie that plays with clay?
(harry potter)
if a turtle looses its shell, is it naked or homeless?
deep thoughts, eh.
this past week we had training all week on motivational interviewing. The trainer was really focused on "the clients have the answer" ... "we are part of the intervention, not the outcome". as we anaylzed communication in's and out's, it was so very obvious how everyone in the room were "fixers". we all hear a problem and immediately start asking questions and giving advice. the trainer revealed how powerful just the act of listening and reflecting on what is said is. Through these acts, it is more likely someone will come up with their own action to move forward and be more successful in it since it was their own choice. everyone wants to be in control of their own life. ...and usually giving advice only makes the advice giver feel better.
we did a lot of exercises in real-play (instead of role play-- real life is more natural) which proved these statements. its crazy to shift how you address someone, but its definitely a positive shift.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
highlights of a nomad
ok so I'm not exactly a nomad, but it sure feels like it.
Living an extra month in the PULSE house, I was waiting for the opportunity to move into a new house in Garfield. The place is being renovated, so patience was being my teacher for some time. As I had the opportunity to extend my stay in the PULSE house, I was asked to help create the new PULSE house with moving furniture (moving the furniture in, not magical furniture that moves). On the day we moved the furniture, I was also finally given the chance to move all my possesions into my new house. Talk about a tiring day. Best part? I could move my stuff in-- but not myself. (Of note, this has been a situation for me and my housemates, so we moved a whole house-load of possesions in.) So now I am in my last week of being taught by my wonderful friend named patience. As I await this fateful day of moving in to my new place, I am residing now with good ole Bluffton friends. The time with them has been a blessing. It has been great to catch up, relive memories, and be ourselves. This is probably the least hectic part in the whole moving process, for obvious reasons. Soon and very soon my nomadic life will come to an end though, and then I will be a full-fledge adult living and working in Pittsburgh.
Living an extra month in the PULSE house, I was waiting for the opportunity to move into a new house in Garfield. The place is being renovated, so patience was being my teacher for some time. As I had the opportunity to extend my stay in the PULSE house, I was asked to help create the new PULSE house with moving furniture (moving the furniture in, not magical furniture that moves). On the day we moved the furniture, I was also finally given the chance to move all my possesions into my new house. Talk about a tiring day. Best part? I could move my stuff in-- but not myself. (Of note, this has been a situation for me and my housemates, so we moved a whole house-load of possesions in.) So now I am in my last week of being taught by my wonderful friend named patience. As I await this fateful day of moving in to my new place, I am residing now with good ole Bluffton friends. The time with them has been a blessing. It has been great to catch up, relive memories, and be ourselves. This is probably the least hectic part in the whole moving process, for obvious reasons. Soon and very soon my nomadic life will come to an end though, and then I will be a full-fledge adult living and working in Pittsburgh.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Organizing Health Services for Homeless People
a book by McMurray-Avila... I feel like I am in college again. On one of my first days of work, I was handed this book and told to read it. Here's what it says about my job...
[Issues of substance use and mental illness] were common problems for people being seen [at clinics] and were often the underlying cause of physical health complaints.
In response to the growing awareness of the problem of homlessness, Congress passed the Stewart B. McKinney Homeless Assistance Act on July 22, 1987 to provide "urgently needed assistance to protect and improve the lives and safety of the homeless." The McKinney Act (McKinney-Vento Act) provided for a wide range of programs for people who are homeless including emergency food and shelter, transitional and long-term housing, primary health care, mental health care, mental health services, education and job training.
Specifically, HCH programs:
-provide for primary health care and substance abuse services at locations accessible to homeless people;
-provide for emergency care with referrals to hospitals for in-patient care services and/or to needed mental health services; and
-provide for outreach services to access difficult to reach homeless persons, and for aid in establishing eligibility for entitlement programs and housing
*most of my job is the third point
HCH projects are unique in that they directly attack the access barriers by taking the services out to where homeless people are found, at times that make the most sense.
HCH projects are known for their hallmark approach to aggressive outreach.
HCH staff make sure that their clients do not face additional obstacles to getting what they need.
*another very noticeable point of my job
A final aspect of improving accessibility is perhaps one of the simplest, but most essential -- providing services without regard to ability to pay. Given that homelessness represents the lowest end of the poverty spectrum, most HCH clients recieve their care at no charge. When Medicaid reimbursement is available, HCH projects bill the Medicaid agency for payment. HCH staff also work to assure that any homeless person who is eligible for Medicaid has access to this valuable resource for recieving medical care.
Effective implementation of this approach depends upon the attitude of those involved in the work itself. It is the philosophy of HCH projects that people who are homeless deserve to be treated with dignity and respect, and with sensitivity to cultural and ethnic diversity. Another common theme running through all aspects of HCH services is an understanding of homelessness as a social, political and economic phenomenon, and not simply the result of people making mistakes in their lives.
What makes HCH projects more than just "clinics that serve homeless people" is the philosophy that their ultimate goal is to help people escape homelessness. This means collaborating with others in the movement to change the policies, circumstances, and attitudes that cause homelessness in the first place. It also requires intensive work with coalitions dedicated to coordinating and expanding the continuum of services available for people experiencing homelessness.
Sometimes the needed resources do not exist, while those that do exist are rarely coordinated sufficiently to consitute an understandable and easily accessible continuum of care.
Barriers are:
lack of awareness of available services
lack of financial resources or health insurance
lack of documentation
language and cultural barriers
attitude of providers
scheduling difficulties
lack of transportation
fear or distrust of large institutions
lack of comprehensive services
Case management is distinguished from other health care activities in that it addressess the well-being and quality of life of the client as that person defines it, not as defined by diagnostic categories chosen by health care providers. Seen in this light, any improvement in the quality of life of a person who is homeless is a move toward health. In this process the person's own perception of what consititutes health plays a major role. The World Health Organization defines health as "a state of complete physical, mental, and social well-being and not merely the absence of disease or infirmity." Case management is a tool to achieve that state of health.
Hope is to shape the nature of healthcare systems so that they become more responsive and relevant.
Case management has potential to become a source of human support for those who have none.
Hopefully this gives you a bit more of an educated idea of what it's like to be a social work case manager within health care for the homeless. The toughest part thus far has been becoming acquainted with all the opportunities in pittsburgh. No wonder nobody knows about services-- its hard for even social workers to keep up with all of them!! Continue to pray for me as I am adjusting to this job. Continue to pray for the homeless.
[Issues of substance use and mental illness] were common problems for people being seen [at clinics] and were often the underlying cause of physical health complaints.
In response to the growing awareness of the problem of homlessness, Congress passed the Stewart B. McKinney Homeless Assistance Act on July 22, 1987 to provide "urgently needed assistance to protect and improve the lives and safety of the homeless." The McKinney Act (McKinney-Vento Act) provided for a wide range of programs for people who are homeless including emergency food and shelter, transitional and long-term housing, primary health care, mental health care, mental health services, education and job training.
Specifically, HCH programs:
-provide for primary health care and substance abuse services at locations accessible to homeless people;
-provide for emergency care with referrals to hospitals for in-patient care services and/or to needed mental health services; and
-provide for outreach services to access difficult to reach homeless persons, and for aid in establishing eligibility for entitlement programs and housing
*most of my job is the third point
HCH projects are unique in that they directly attack the access barriers by taking the services out to where homeless people are found, at times that make the most sense.
HCH projects are known for their hallmark approach to aggressive outreach.
HCH staff make sure that their clients do not face additional obstacles to getting what they need.
*another very noticeable point of my job
A final aspect of improving accessibility is perhaps one of the simplest, but most essential -- providing services without regard to ability to pay. Given that homelessness represents the lowest end of the poverty spectrum, most HCH clients recieve their care at no charge. When Medicaid reimbursement is available, HCH projects bill the Medicaid agency for payment. HCH staff also work to assure that any homeless person who is eligible for Medicaid has access to this valuable resource for recieving medical care.
Effective implementation of this approach depends upon the attitude of those involved in the work itself. It is the philosophy of HCH projects that people who are homeless deserve to be treated with dignity and respect, and with sensitivity to cultural and ethnic diversity. Another common theme running through all aspects of HCH services is an understanding of homelessness as a social, political and economic phenomenon, and not simply the result of people making mistakes in their lives.
What makes HCH projects more than just "clinics that serve homeless people" is the philosophy that their ultimate goal is to help people escape homelessness. This means collaborating with others in the movement to change the policies, circumstances, and attitudes that cause homelessness in the first place. It also requires intensive work with coalitions dedicated to coordinating and expanding the continuum of services available for people experiencing homelessness.
Sometimes the needed resources do not exist, while those that do exist are rarely coordinated sufficiently to consitute an understandable and easily accessible continuum of care.
Barriers are:
lack of awareness of available services
lack of financial resources or health insurance
lack of documentation
language and cultural barriers
attitude of providers
scheduling difficulties
lack of transportation
fear or distrust of large institutions
lack of comprehensive services
Case management is distinguished from other health care activities in that it addressess the well-being and quality of life of the client as that person defines it, not as defined by diagnostic categories chosen by health care providers. Seen in this light, any improvement in the quality of life of a person who is homeless is a move toward health. In this process the person's own perception of what consititutes health plays a major role. The World Health Organization defines health as "a state of complete physical, mental, and social well-being and not merely the absence of disease or infirmity." Case management is a tool to achieve that state of health.
Hope is to shape the nature of healthcare systems so that they become more responsive and relevant.
Case management has potential to become a source of human support for those who have none.
Hopefully this gives you a bit more of an educated idea of what it's like to be a social work case manager within health care for the homeless. The toughest part thus far has been becoming acquainted with all the opportunities in pittsburgh. No wonder nobody knows about services-- its hard for even social workers to keep up with all of them!! Continue to pray for me as I am adjusting to this job. Continue to pray for the homeless.
Friday, August 5, 2011
recent events
The ladies at Bethlehem Haven got me a going away cake....
The largest harvest I have had yet from our community garden...
The largest harvest I have had yet from our community garden...
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
HCH
Abigail Stern, BSW
Case Manager
Or so that's what it reads on my new business cards :) Today was my first day of work, but I've had first days before on the job. First day of camp. First day of being a store clerk. First day of catering, of calling alumni, of library work, of waitressing, and of voluntary service. So the idea of "first job" was not fully on my mind, despite my lovely parents and Shawn both instilling this thought into me. So to be completely fair, this was my first day of work at a full time professional paid job -- try writing that on a resume.
The day didn't start as ideal as one would create in their dreams. I woke up to a sore throat and rainy day outside. The positive side of that? I slept till my alarm went off because the sun didn't wake me up and it was a cooler day overall. :)
It was great taking my time, doing devotions and eating breakfast, and not worrying about when to catch the bus in the morning. For PULSE, I had a 40 minute bus ride to work and had to be at the bus stop at a certain time to make sure to be at work in decent time (sorry, that was a mouthful). The bus also was chaotic in many ways-- seat shuffling, lots of stops, jammed packed days, lots of distractions, etc. I actually got use to my time on the bus this past year, but for once I enjoyed the fact I didn't need it. Today was me driving to work in ten minutes. (Of note, there is a reason I am driving, but that would be getting ahead of my story...)
I am the new case manager for Health Care for the Homeless, an agency that is supported through a bigger non-profit health system. As the sole full-time case manager, my job is to go to the free clinics across the city (ie. why I need to drive to my office, so I can then drive to clinics) and provide case management for those who seek it. Stay tuned for more of what my job entails, as I will be learning on the spot these coming weeks, but basically I am there to fill the holes. People who are living on the street don't as easily know about the opportunities out there to help them get back on their feet, so I will provide referrals, goal planning, etc. to bring about renewal. Renewal. I like that word.
You can for sure be praying for me. People are going to be looking to me for help and I want so desperately to have all the answers, which I know I won't always. And sometimes, there just isn't an answer to life's problems, but that can't slow (us) down. I am not one to give up easily, and I know someone greater who isn't one to give up-- ever...
As a final note, my day is going to end on a very positive note-- my housemates informed me they are making me dinner in celebration of my first day! When I heard this, I was so touched- how thoughtful! I am so blessed to have such caring friends. Thanks Anna and Maggie :) Best first-day-of-work-at-a-full-time-professional-paid-job, ever! :D
Case Manager
Or so that's what it reads on my new business cards :) Today was my first day of work, but I've had first days before on the job. First day of camp. First day of being a store clerk. First day of catering, of calling alumni, of library work, of waitressing, and of voluntary service. So the idea of "first job" was not fully on my mind, despite my lovely parents and Shawn both instilling this thought into me. So to be completely fair, this was my first day of work at a full time professional paid job -- try writing that on a resume.
The day didn't start as ideal as one would create in their dreams. I woke up to a sore throat and rainy day outside. The positive side of that? I slept till my alarm went off because the sun didn't wake me up and it was a cooler day overall. :)
It was great taking my time, doing devotions and eating breakfast, and not worrying about when to catch the bus in the morning. For PULSE, I had a 40 minute bus ride to work and had to be at the bus stop at a certain time to make sure to be at work in decent time (sorry, that was a mouthful). The bus also was chaotic in many ways-- seat shuffling, lots of stops, jammed packed days, lots of distractions, etc. I actually got use to my time on the bus this past year, but for once I enjoyed the fact I didn't need it. Today was me driving to work in ten minutes. (Of note, there is a reason I am driving, but that would be getting ahead of my story...)
I am the new case manager for Health Care for the Homeless, an agency that is supported through a bigger non-profit health system. As the sole full-time case manager, my job is to go to the free clinics across the city (ie. why I need to drive to my office, so I can then drive to clinics) and provide case management for those who seek it. Stay tuned for more of what my job entails, as I will be learning on the spot these coming weeks, but basically I am there to fill the holes. People who are living on the street don't as easily know about the opportunities out there to help them get back on their feet, so I will provide referrals, goal planning, etc. to bring about renewal. Renewal. I like that word.
You can for sure be praying for me. People are going to be looking to me for help and I want so desperately to have all the answers, which I know I won't always. And sometimes, there just isn't an answer to life's problems, but that can't slow (us) down. I am not one to give up easily, and I know someone greater who isn't one to give up-- ever...
As a final note, my day is going to end on a very positive note-- my housemates informed me they are making me dinner in celebration of my first day! When I heard this, I was so touched- how thoughtful! I am so blessed to have such caring friends. Thanks Anna and Maggie :) Best first-day-of-work-at-a-full-time-professional-paid-job, ever! :D
Sunday, July 31, 2011
so the story goes...
A Genealogy
1 Johann was the father of Peter,
Peter the father of Peter,
Peter the father of Jacob and his brothers,
2 Jacob the father of Isaac,
Isaac the father of Oscar,
Oscar the father of Hubert,
3 Hubert the father of Lewis,
Lewis the father of Amanda and Abigail,
whose mother was Vicki
Hello world.
Family reunions can be very interesting, especially when they are all-inclusive for an ancestor way back when. So here's a piece out of the Stern Genealogy
Johann (1726-1795) (both are approximate) and his family lived in Bern, Switzerland but felt persecuted on all sides for being part of an Anabaptism movement. Moving to the New World took about 2 years, traveling the european continent till he landed in Philadelphia, moving to Lancaster county. Johann (John) was one of the founders of the Brethren in Christ Church. He had four sons, 1 daughter. He died when he was about 69.
When Johann was about 47, he has his fourth child named Peter S. (1773-1846). Peter S. had 11 children and was 73 when he died.
When Peter S. was 29, he had his second child named Peter M. (1802-1874). Peter M. had 9 children and was 72 when he died.
When Peter M. was 28, he had his second child named Jacob (1830-1908). Jacob had 5 children and was 78 when he died.
At age 23, Jacob had his first child named Isaac (1853-1925). Isaac had 8 children and was 72 when he died.
When Isaac was 49, he had his seventh child named Oscar (1902-1980). Oscar had 7 children and was 78 when he died.
At age 29, Oscar had his third child named Hubert (1931). Hubert has 4 children and lives in PA.
When Hubert was 26, he had his second child name Lewis (1957). Lewis has 2 children and lives in PA.
At age 30, Lewis had his second child named Abigail (1988).
9th generation of the New World and I still live in PA :)
Johann-Peter-Peter-Jacob-Isaac-Oscar-Hubert-Lewis-Abigail
1 Johann was the father of Peter,
Peter the father of Peter,
Peter the father of Jacob and his brothers,
2 Jacob the father of Isaac,
Isaac the father of Oscar,
Oscar the father of Hubert,
3 Hubert the father of Lewis,
Lewis the father of Amanda and Abigail,
whose mother was Vicki
Hello world.
Family reunions can be very interesting, especially when they are all-inclusive for an ancestor way back when. So here's a piece out of the Stern Genealogy
Johann (1726-1795) (both are approximate) and his family lived in Bern, Switzerland but felt persecuted on all sides for being part of an Anabaptism movement. Moving to the New World took about 2 years, traveling the european continent till he landed in Philadelphia, moving to Lancaster county. Johann (John) was one of the founders of the Brethren in Christ Church. He had four sons, 1 daughter. He died when he was about 69.
When Johann was about 47, he has his fourth child named Peter S. (1773-1846). Peter S. had 11 children and was 73 when he died.
When Peter S. was 29, he had his second child named Peter M. (1802-1874). Peter M. had 9 children and was 72 when he died.
When Peter M. was 28, he had his second child named Jacob (1830-1908). Jacob had 5 children and was 78 when he died.
At age 23, Jacob had his first child named Isaac (1853-1925). Isaac had 8 children and was 72 when he died.
When Isaac was 49, he had his seventh child named Oscar (1902-1980). Oscar had 7 children and was 78 when he died.
At age 29, Oscar had his third child named Hubert (1931). Hubert has 4 children and lives in PA.
When Hubert was 26, he had his second child name Lewis (1957). Lewis has 2 children and lives in PA.
At age 30, Lewis had his second child named Abigail (1988).
9th generation of the New World and I still live in PA :)
Johann-Peter-Peter-Jacob-Isaac-Oscar-Hubert-Lewis-Abigail
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
One on Joy
Joyful.
Several of my friends have recently had things to rejoice about and I can't help but be so joyful! It's exciting to see life develop in front of my eyes. There are definitely slow parts of life (like wintertime!) but things haven't been slow lately! I am so blessed to have friends to celebrate with, especially in these good times!
Last but not least::
Welcome Home Kelsey Smith, I've missed you!
To all the lady PULSErs= our house dinners will be truly missed. Thanks for a great year!
Several of my friends have recently had things to rejoice about and I can't help but be so joyful! It's exciting to see life develop in front of my eyes. There are definitely slow parts of life (like wintertime!) but things haven't been slow lately! I am so blessed to have friends to celebrate with, especially in these good times!
Last but not least::
Welcome Home Kelsey Smith, I've missed you!
To all the lady PULSErs= our house dinners will be truly missed. Thanks for a great year!
Sunday, July 17, 2011
pursuing pittsburgh- for reals now
When I first moved to Pittsburgh about a year ago now, I decided to create a blog about encounters, endeavors, and discoveries (sorry, not an "e" word) I made while here. Therefore, being in a new place, this blog got named "pursuing pittsburgh". Some really great blogs came out of this year, there is no question in my mind that I did a great job learning from the PULSE experience. The problem is... I didn't do a good job actually pursuing pittsburgh. This year at PULSE, I had this unconscious (sometimes conscious) assumption that I would move on after my year. So I made little attachment to things, left my options open, and didn't allow myself to dive in, to pursue where I was living.
But let me say something else-- it is hard to move. Though moving is an adventure and it's exciting to be in a new place, "owning" where you are is tough. It doesn't matter who you know, it doesn't matter how great the place is, it takes time to adjust.
Recently Chris, the director of the PULSE program, ran a session to some mennonites about owning where you are. Through the course of the material, we were challenged to dive deep and truly live wholeheartedly. I think I thought (this past year) I was giving a "right amount" of myself. "It's ok to not dive deep when you don't plan to stick around." "It's ok to not make those relationships because you're just going to end up leaving soon and you don't want to hurt them." "It's ok ..."
These rationals hurt myself more than anyone else. If you aren't willing to dive in, then you are only (here comes the pool analogy) going to be sitting on the side as everyone else has fun. God made us for community, and community is more than a network. Community is where you are. Community is investing for the long haul, even if you don't know how long you'll be around.
So it has taken me a while to adjust to Pittsburgh, but sometimes you need time to do just that. I don't regret this past year. I've had a year to learn the functions of the city, now I can start pursuing my investment into it. One thing I know now: I am sticking around.
Hey- if you haven't heard yet- I got a job! Praise the Lord! It has been a tough month, but God is faithful. Please pray as I begin working in August as a social worker at Health Care for the Homeless in Pittsburgh. I am very excited to continue working with this population here in Pitt!
And as always, thanks for reading.
But let me say something else-- it is hard to move. Though moving is an adventure and it's exciting to be in a new place, "owning" where you are is tough. It doesn't matter who you know, it doesn't matter how great the place is, it takes time to adjust.
Recently Chris, the director of the PULSE program, ran a session to some mennonites about owning where you are. Through the course of the material, we were challenged to dive deep and truly live wholeheartedly. I think I thought (this past year) I was giving a "right amount" of myself. "It's ok to not dive deep when you don't plan to stick around." "It's ok to not make those relationships because you're just going to end up leaving soon and you don't want to hurt them." "It's ok ..."
These rationals hurt myself more than anyone else. If you aren't willing to dive in, then you are only (here comes the pool analogy) going to be sitting on the side as everyone else has fun. God made us for community, and community is more than a network. Community is where you are. Community is investing for the long haul, even if you don't know how long you'll be around.
So it has taken me a while to adjust to Pittsburgh, but sometimes you need time to do just that. I don't regret this past year. I've had a year to learn the functions of the city, now I can start pursuing my investment into it. One thing I know now: I am sticking around.
Hey- if you haven't heard yet- I got a job! Praise the Lord! It has been a tough month, but God is faithful. Please pray as I begin working in August as a social worker at Health Care for the Homeless in Pittsburgh. I am very excited to continue working with this population here in Pitt!
And as always, thanks for reading.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
decision made
I like it when I can look back and see God at work in a situation. Take PULSE, for example. I found out I was in the program a week before I found out I had a solid job offer. Of course I had already accepted PULSE, since they had a deadline in responding yes/no. So my final decision was easy= I had already accepted PULSE. Would life have been different if I heard back from both the same day? I think so. I would have wrestled with voluntary service and a real job. I would have tormented and felt I let someone down in the end. I would have wondered if I made the right decision.
I feel blessed. I think this was an intentional-God-moment. He simply gave me PULSE, first and by itself. Nothing else on the table. And then He went ahead and showed me what else He could give me if He wanted. But it wasn't meant for me yet, just a promise for the future. A promise to provide more than enough.
So while I waited for the future, the present voluntary service gave me this understanding:
a. The beauty of taking abandoned space and creatively turning it into something worthwhile. (A great metaphor for what God can do in people’s lives.) Imagine what would happen if the city of Pittsburgh only allowed developers to use existing space, since there is so much abandoned space…What does the kingdom of God look like in Pittsburgh?
b. The persistence in understanding city driving, parallel parking, public transportation and navigation.
c. Courage to stand alone on an important project and take leadership/ownership of it.
d. The effectiveness of hearing others’ thoughts. The impact of one persons' story. The strength it takes to keep getting back on your feet when life doesn't give you any hope.
e. The rollercoaster of non-profits – and finding stability where the ‘coaster is currently at.
f. Contentment in living simply
How have you been shaped lately? It doesn’t matter where you are at in life, things are constantly changing and God is constantly moving.
Do you know that?
Do you recognize it?
Did you expect something but didn't receive it till later on? Or are you still waiting?
Reflect on who you are right now.
Know God is bigger.
Monday, July 11, 2011
if grace is an ocean, then we're all sinking
I am convinced the heart of God resides on earth in community.
It was wonderful to take time off and go to a family reunion and the mennonite convention (not one in the same ;) ). My dad's side of the family is pretty sweet because there are so many cousins and everyone wants to stay connected. It has become a gathering that happens every 2yrs now. This year (after my cousins' wedding!) only 60 were able to attend-- and yes, i did say "only". Each and every person has their own story to tell, which is amazing- I love hearing these! The most intriguing conversations were with relatives that do work abroad. It is so enlightening to hear about foreign cultures and how they fit into them. The best was understanding The Word better by hearing about the culture that fits with it. (feel free to message me with more on this)
During the course of the weekend, the annual silent auction happen, volleyball tournments, scrabble, board games, card games, puzzles and mind twisters. There was the talent show (yes, my family has immense talent, no lie), swimming, hiking, and eating. My cousins and I had a wonderful time returning to a waterfall we creek-walked last reunion. Unfortunately there has been a lack of rainfall so the waterfall was unbearably easy to walk up. In other words, there wasn't a waterfall, just a trickle...
Moment to moment:
It was children's time at family worship on the Lost Coin and the adult asks the kids if the coins they are holding are valuable. Kids agree. Adult asks kids whats most valuable to God. One kid exclaims with every enthusiastic bone of their body-- "Money!"
photos to be uploaded on facebook... stay tuned.
The Mennonite Convention was like a reunion in many aspects. As I gathered up materials to represent PULSE and walk through the first door, a movie scene suddenly becomes my life. You know those scenes where one person looks through the crowd and discovers another and they run and embrace? Guys roll their eyes, girls gush. Such a movie. Well, as it turns out I walked in through the first convention doors, turn my head and my eyes fall on my wonderful boyfriend. We caught eyes but there was no running involved. Hm the contentment found after missing seeing someone for a long time...
As the first evening went on, I continued to run into old friends. Church friends, camp friends, college friends, parents of friends, ... It was such a blessing. Being known and having a form of connection is a human desire. we all desire to be understood and known. I even connected with people I didnt know simply by knowing where they were from. "You're from Wooster, Oh? I've been there! I have friends from .. do you know the ... ?" Many people know this as "the Mennonite Game". I think it's because right off the bat, Mennonites intentionally go out of their way to connect. I like this a lot.
The key speaker who brought the message of reconcilliation said the following; most people in the church become polarized because they are either focused on justice or purity. One pursue justice for others at all costs, declaring the Name of Jesus for the victims. The other pursues purity in Christ at all costs, claiming we're straying from what we stand for and lovingly calling out brothers and sisters. Both are needed in the church, but when they collide, it is a brutal thing. the umbrella that most reside above these innate passions must be reconciliation. find a bridge, build a bridge, cross the bridge to the cross.
Moment to moment:
It's like everyone who is a follower of Christ has a string hanging down from heaven that attaches them to God. When they sin, the string is cut. When they ask for forgiveness and healing, God knots the string back together, which makes it just a little bit shorter than it was before. Therefore, sinners are closer to him than saints.
Moment to moment:
As mennonites we do a lot, but don't say a lot. We need to be more bold with our words.
And finally I am reminded of song lyrics. As i struggle with what is the next step in my life, since PULSE ends in three weeks, I am finding myself overwhelmed at times. And then the beautiful song lyrics dance by my sinking spirit:
If grace is an ocean, then we're all sinking.
grace and peace, my friends
It was wonderful to take time off and go to a family reunion and the mennonite convention (not one in the same ;) ). My dad's side of the family is pretty sweet because there are so many cousins and everyone wants to stay connected. It has become a gathering that happens every 2yrs now. This year (after my cousins' wedding!) only 60 were able to attend-- and yes, i did say "only". Each and every person has their own story to tell, which is amazing- I love hearing these! The most intriguing conversations were with relatives that do work abroad. It is so enlightening to hear about foreign cultures and how they fit into them. The best was understanding The Word better by hearing about the culture that fits with it. (feel free to message me with more on this)
During the course of the weekend, the annual silent auction happen, volleyball tournments, scrabble, board games, card games, puzzles and mind twisters. There was the talent show (yes, my family has immense talent, no lie), swimming, hiking, and eating. My cousins and I had a wonderful time returning to a waterfall we creek-walked last reunion. Unfortunately there has been a lack of rainfall so the waterfall was unbearably easy to walk up. In other words, there wasn't a waterfall, just a trickle...
Moment to moment:
It was children's time at family worship on the Lost Coin and the adult asks the kids if the coins they are holding are valuable. Kids agree. Adult asks kids whats most valuable to God. One kid exclaims with every enthusiastic bone of their body-- "Money!"
photos to be uploaded on facebook... stay tuned.
The Mennonite Convention was like a reunion in many aspects. As I gathered up materials to represent PULSE and walk through the first door, a movie scene suddenly becomes my life. You know those scenes where one person looks through the crowd and discovers another and they run and embrace? Guys roll their eyes, girls gush. Such a movie. Well, as it turns out I walked in through the first convention doors, turn my head and my eyes fall on my wonderful boyfriend. We caught eyes but there was no running involved. Hm the contentment found after missing seeing someone for a long time...
As the first evening went on, I continued to run into old friends. Church friends, camp friends, college friends, parents of friends, ... It was such a blessing. Being known and having a form of connection is a human desire. we all desire to be understood and known. I even connected with people I didnt know simply by knowing where they were from. "You're from Wooster, Oh? I've been there! I have friends from .. do you know the ... ?" Many people know this as "the Mennonite Game". I think it's because right off the bat, Mennonites intentionally go out of their way to connect. I like this a lot.
The key speaker who brought the message of reconcilliation said the following; most people in the church become polarized because they are either focused on justice or purity. One pursue justice for others at all costs, declaring the Name of Jesus for the victims. The other pursues purity in Christ at all costs, claiming we're straying from what we stand for and lovingly calling out brothers and sisters. Both are needed in the church, but when they collide, it is a brutal thing. the umbrella that most reside above these innate passions must be reconciliation. find a bridge, build a bridge, cross the bridge to the cross.
Moment to moment:
It's like everyone who is a follower of Christ has a string hanging down from heaven that attaches them to God. When they sin, the string is cut. When they ask for forgiveness and healing, God knots the string back together, which makes it just a little bit shorter than it was before. Therefore, sinners are closer to him than saints.
Moment to moment:
As mennonites we do a lot, but don't say a lot. We need to be more bold with our words.
And finally I am reminded of song lyrics. As i struggle with what is the next step in my life, since PULSE ends in three weeks, I am finding myself overwhelmed at times. And then the beautiful song lyrics dance by my sinking spirit:
If grace is an ocean, then we're all sinking.
grace and peace, my friends
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
sight, davey, and kisses. interested?
recent favorite moment clips:
while out to eat with my blind friend, a drink was placed in front of her by the cashier. i told her where it was at and as she stretched out her hand to find it, she promptly proclaimed, "oh, i see it".
my uncle dave has one set of neices/nephews who have a true problem- all of their uncles are named Dave. Uncle Dave, Uncle David, and Uncle Davey, as my dear uncle Dave has been fondly named. Isn't everyone's uncle named dave?
according to the wedding photographer at my cousins' wedding, the groom's kiss was a 'peck'. after missing the first official marriage kiss, the photographer "made" them kiss several more times for the camera
oh goodness, thinking back on this weekend, all i can do is smile! there is something innately right about community, especially within the family. i was blessed not only hanging out with them, but also hearing stories from them -- most especially about how they were when they were my age... and the laughs aren't far from over--> next weekend, destination family reunion!
while out to eat with my blind friend, a drink was placed in front of her by the cashier. i told her where it was at and as she stretched out her hand to find it, she promptly proclaimed, "oh, i see it".
my uncle dave has one set of neices/nephews who have a true problem- all of their uncles are named Dave. Uncle Dave, Uncle David, and Uncle Davey, as my dear uncle Dave has been fondly named. Isn't everyone's uncle named dave?
according to the wedding photographer at my cousins' wedding, the groom's kiss was a 'peck'. after missing the first official marriage kiss, the photographer "made" them kiss several more times for the camera
oh goodness, thinking back on this weekend, all i can do is smile! there is something innately right about community, especially within the family. i was blessed not only hanging out with them, but also hearing stories from them -- most especially about how they were when they were my age... and the laughs aren't far from over--> next weekend, destination family reunion!
Friday, June 17, 2011
productive friday! - what?
I have this weird thing about me... I like to organize. I usually like to be self-motivated and have flexibility to get it done. So when I have a bunch of projects that are not that extensive but focus around organizing, you can usually find me smiling.
A look at my great day at work, a productive one! (mind you, most of this had background music to it too)
)) Updated/ reorganized / redesigned my own paperwork spreadsheet for a project (actually this was not self-initiated, but really enjoyed the end result)
)) Followed-up on phone calls
)) Designed paperwork for another office
)) Did timesheet
)) Finished co-worker's clinic paperwork
)) Organized co-worker’s residential paperwork
)) Organized and distributed 1410 office paperwork
)) Created new document for discrepancy in paperwork*
)) Kept up on two email accounts
)) Caught up with research supervisor
)) Hung signs*
)) Took a lunch and read a book
)) Wrote a blog!***
*refers to still in progress items but will be done by 4
***in progress but technically done by the time I hit "publish post" .. and "edit" a few times
so it sounds like I do a lot of other people's organizing... that's because I do. Everyone knows I'm good at it and don't mind it. I also know the people who are just so busy that they simply need the extra help. plus, I'm an intern, it's my job, right? ok, so back to being productive! thanks for reading the randomness!
Saturday, June 11, 2011
something to imagine
close your eyes ----wait. i guess you'd have to read the directions first.---
ok. i want you to close your eyes AND picture the room you're in- every detail. see what you can remember and what stands out. (now close your eyes)
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Maybe you took a while to do this, maybe you took two seconds- it really doesn't matter. I am guessing you saw a few objects in your minds eye. You probably even remember certain wording and color that stands out around the room.
I've been contemplating what it would be like to never know color. Can you even imagine that? Seriously, can you? It's pretty difficult.
I started working for a blind lady, just helping her with housework here in the city. She is super sweet, so we tend to talk a lot. The other day she wanted to pick some things up at Rite Aid, and afterwards proceeded to beg for a Wendy's frosty (I mean what would you do?!- of course get the frosty!). So as we made our way to Wendy's, we proceeded to chat. After commenting on how much she enjoys the smoothness of the truck ride, I tell her I actually just bought a car. Of course I proceed into saying it is sage and -- "sage?" she asks. Yeah, it's like a dark mint green, I reply. "Well I've never actually seen colors, but I've imagined mint green, so sage must be just as pretty"
*blinking*
it never occurred to me she had NEVER seen colors.
what is a world without colors?
how do you imagine colors?
how do you describe colors to someone who cannot see?
what is she actually imagining-- cuz in all honesty it could be our form of orange!
I am just flabbergasted trying to comprehend this thought. To live in a world where you imagine colors and what things look like. Is it doctor seuss - ish or does God give an ability to image what actually exists?
Of course I made another mistake hereafter of asking her if she remembers station wagons. Now granted, perhaps she'd remember riding in one, but silly me couldn't remember the name of them so I was fumbling around saying "oh whats the word... it's like a small minivan... shorter in height...). Stopping myself in my tracks, I remembered for the second time in 10 minutes that she cannot see and probably never saw one-- good assumption, I'd say.
So I take a lot for granted, but I'm assuming we all do. Don't forget the little blessings, like being able to see color. But at the same time, don't forget the blessing of imagining-- it's also quite a gift.
ok. i want you to close your eyes AND picture the room you're in- every detail. see what you can remember and what stands out. (now close your eyes)
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Maybe you took a while to do this, maybe you took two seconds- it really doesn't matter. I am guessing you saw a few objects in your minds eye. You probably even remember certain wording and color that stands out around the room.
I've been contemplating what it would be like to never know color. Can you even imagine that? Seriously, can you? It's pretty difficult.
I started working for a blind lady, just helping her with housework here in the city. She is super sweet, so we tend to talk a lot. The other day she wanted to pick some things up at Rite Aid, and afterwards proceeded to beg for a Wendy's frosty (I mean what would you do?!- of course get the frosty!). So as we made our way to Wendy's, we proceeded to chat. After commenting on how much she enjoys the smoothness of the truck ride, I tell her I actually just bought a car. Of course I proceed into saying it is sage and -- "sage?" she asks. Yeah, it's like a dark mint green, I reply. "Well I've never actually seen colors, but I've imagined mint green, so sage must be just as pretty"
*blinking*
it never occurred to me she had NEVER seen colors.
what is a world without colors?
how do you imagine colors?
how do you describe colors to someone who cannot see?
what is she actually imagining-- cuz in all honesty it could be our form of orange!
I am just flabbergasted trying to comprehend this thought. To live in a world where you imagine colors and what things look like. Is it doctor seuss - ish or does God give an ability to image what actually exists?
Of course I made another mistake hereafter of asking her if she remembers station wagons. Now granted, perhaps she'd remember riding in one, but silly me couldn't remember the name of them so I was fumbling around saying "oh whats the word... it's like a small minivan... shorter in height...). Stopping myself in my tracks, I remembered for the second time in 10 minutes that she cannot see and probably never saw one-- good assumption, I'd say.
So I take a lot for granted, but I'm assuming we all do. Don't forget the little blessings, like being able to see color. But at the same time, don't forget the blessing of imagining-- it's also quite a gift.
Monday, June 6, 2011
money? psh.
so it's kinda a funny story, but i up and bought a new car... and i still havent even driven it yet. you know it's a God-thing when your plan for buying a used car suddenly changes to spontaneously buying a new car for $500 more than originally planned. how in the world does this happen, you may ask? well like i said, it's a God-thing. A random series of events, including a severe storm and word of mouth conversations, got me here. Needless to say, the car had to be picked up by my parents and i still havent driven it yet, lol.
this weekend i was blessed by an old and dear friend visiting me. as the weekend went on, we realized we hadnt truly had quality time in a long time. it is easy to forget this whenever time constraints allow only the "what's new" conversations. thus, it was great to dive deeper. (so what does this have to do with money?) oh, and it was a festival weekend in pittsburgh!! yesterday amber and i went yard sale shopping after church all around my neighborhood and enjoyed street vendor food! funny, her yard sale purchases were less than what her lunch cost. as for me, i got three side tables, a large and small set of new dishes, 2 picture frames, and a george foreman grill.. grand totaling $28 and one sunburn. first one of the year! (i dont know why i am excited about that... ouch.)
this weekend i was blessed by an old and dear friend visiting me. as the weekend went on, we realized we hadnt truly had quality time in a long time. it is easy to forget this whenever time constraints allow only the "what's new" conversations. thus, it was great to dive deeper. (so what does this have to do with money?) oh, and it was a festival weekend in pittsburgh!! yesterday amber and i went yard sale shopping after church all around my neighborhood and enjoyed street vendor food! funny, her yard sale purchases were less than what her lunch cost. as for me, i got three side tables, a large and small set of new dishes, 2 picture frames, and a george foreman grill.. grand totaling $28 and one sunburn. first one of the year! (i dont know why i am excited about that... ouch.)
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
diving deeper
here i am, once again. have you ever had those mornings when you wake up and have some of your deepest thoughts? some of you are probably thinking i'm crazy right now, that the groggiest time is obviously in the morning... but for reals, after that first hump over i'm-so-tired-i-can't-believe-i-must-get-up, do you have really thought-filled moments? the past two mornings have been like that for me-- and believe me, i've been really tired and not wanting to get up at first!
i was really bothered by our whole reaction to the death of saddam hussein. it saddens me that we chear someone has died. "well he was evil" is not a good enough reason. he was a person, no matter what we know about what he did-- deep down he could have been you or i. Romans 3 tells us "there is no difference between Jew and Gentile, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus. God presented Christ as a sacrifice of atonement, through the shedding of his blood—to be received by faith." As Christ followers, we are to see through the evil in people, love them, and preach the good news. i think this is why the death penalty still bothers me. sure, we can try to inflict punishment to bring order, but to condemn people to death-- what gives us that authority? what gives us the authority to say they no longer have a chance to be saved by God's divine grace? In "The Shack" by William Young, the God-figure gives the main character a chance to give ultimate judgement on a man and the main character finds, despite all he desires to do so, he cannot. Such a powerful moment, pick up the book if you haven't yet.
which brings me to another point- people's interpretation on things. Even though the Shack was published under the genre of fiction, i am not afraid to admit i think it actually happened. it could have been placed in the fiction sector so that people were more apt to read it and be challenged by it. This is my take on it. on the other hand, i do not believe the da vinci code has truth and is truly a work fiction as it is classified as. but as i see, some people's take on it could be like my take on the Shack (not per se the same, the story is obviously a novel, but the facts/thoughts/theories woven into it). interesting how that happens, how we can contradict ourselves with our take on things (but we do nonetheless).
one last stance. i am really bothered by the new marshall's ads. Marshall's is a clothing retail store that proclaims designer clothes for cheap prices. their recent tv campaign ads end with "so affordable, you can still shop and not go hungry" -- or something like that. As a person who works with the homeless, I am offended. this nonchalant phrase was obviously written by someone who has NO understanding of what it means to go hungry and be homeless.
and on a pittsburgh news ring, this story happened right after i left giant eagle the other day::
http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/11137/1147204-100.stm?cmpid=latest.xml&utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter
i was really bothered by our whole reaction to the death of saddam hussein. it saddens me that we chear someone has died. "well he was evil" is not a good enough reason. he was a person, no matter what we know about what he did-- deep down he could have been you or i. Romans 3 tells us "there is no difference between Jew and Gentile, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus. God presented Christ as a sacrifice of atonement, through the shedding of his blood—to be received by faith." As Christ followers, we are to see through the evil in people, love them, and preach the good news. i think this is why the death penalty still bothers me. sure, we can try to inflict punishment to bring order, but to condemn people to death-- what gives us that authority? what gives us the authority to say they no longer have a chance to be saved by God's divine grace? In "The Shack" by William Young, the God-figure gives the main character a chance to give ultimate judgement on a man and the main character finds, despite all he desires to do so, he cannot. Such a powerful moment, pick up the book if you haven't yet.
which brings me to another point- people's interpretation on things. Even though the Shack was published under the genre of fiction, i am not afraid to admit i think it actually happened. it could have been placed in the fiction sector so that people were more apt to read it and be challenged by it. This is my take on it. on the other hand, i do not believe the da vinci code has truth and is truly a work fiction as it is classified as. but as i see, some people's take on it could be like my take on the Shack (not per se the same, the story is obviously a novel, but the facts/thoughts/theories woven into it). interesting how that happens, how we can contradict ourselves with our take on things (but we do nonetheless).
one last stance. i am really bothered by the new marshall's ads. Marshall's is a clothing retail store that proclaims designer clothes for cheap prices. their recent tv campaign ads end with "so affordable, you can still shop and not go hungry" -- or something like that. As a person who works with the homeless, I am offended. this nonchalant phrase was obviously written by someone who has NO understanding of what it means to go hungry and be homeless.
and on a pittsburgh news ring, this story happened right after i left giant eagle the other day::
http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/11137/1147204-100.stm?cmpid=latest.xml&utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
insert thought here
not that i am ever bored at work (wink wink) and not that this is an excuse for a blog, but until i get around to finishing my next blog and ..as i take a break from work (wink wink) ...
what do you day dream about when you're bored at work? or perhaps need a break from work?
mine has some combination of sunshine/warmth/fresh air, a good book, and cookies/mocha coffee/refreshing drink ... not to mention freedom from a structured work day
bet you have no idea what i'm currently thinking about...
what do you day dream about when you're bored at work? or perhaps need a break from work?
mine has some combination of sunshine/warmth/fresh air, a good book, and cookies/mocha coffee/refreshing drink ... not to mention freedom from a structured work day
bet you have no idea what i'm currently thinking about...
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
catholicism
How much do you know about Catholicism?
Before this year, I knew very little about it. I grew up Protestant, more specific Anabaptist, even more specific Brethren in Christ and Mennonite—at least that’s how I see the ladder, maybe someone can correct me on that aspect. (I’m really not found of denomination break downs, always seems to turn political). Two housemates though have been teaching the rest of us little by little about their Catholic traditions. The most notable has been the Catholic Prayer, which we say every so often before dinner.
Bless us, Oh Lord, and these Thy gifts which we are about to receive from Thy bounty, through Christ our Lord, amen.
When we first started trying it out, a few would somehow accidentally switch to saying the Lord’s prayer, but I think we have a hold of it now. On another note, if I was to throw out my parallel to this prayer, I could tell you the meal prayer our family did growing up.
God is great; God is good; let us thank Him for our food. By His hands, we are fed. Give us Lord our daily bread, amen.
I noticed some of my housemates sing this, but we didn’t growing up. (note: I always thought it was funny that “lettuce” sounds the same as “let us”)
Back on subject. From discussions to actions (like blessing the doorway at Christmas), we have been absorbing Catholicism little by little. To make things clearer and more approachable yet, a housemate did a whole seminar on the basics of Catholicism. Here are some things I gathered.
Liturgy
*Means public works or work done on behalf of the public
*All churches say these uniformly (like different hymns, these are printed in order to have the simultaneous affect)
*It’s a spiritual work- not just entertainment or chanting
*It’s considered an action of Christ, the high priest, and the church
Sacraments
*Signs of grace, instituted by Christ, demonstrated by church
*Signs that are effective—not just symbolic but also active
*Catechism- catholic rule book
*Traditions of Catholicism differs from many churches today because they hold a very strong idea to stick to what Christ instituted, verses churches who institute actions that are of interpretation/ implied in Christ’s teaching
7 sacraments
*Initiation
Baptism- the water represents dying with Christ in it, and then rising in baptism with Him
Confirmation- “age of reason”- also first time receive communion; people choose a saint that they want to emulate, which becomes their confirmation name
Eucharist (communion)
*Healing
Penitence /reconciliation (getting rid of guilt/sin)
Anointing of the sick (last rights)- peace and healing
*At the Service of Communion (Serving)
Holy orders
Marriage
7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit
*Wisdom - desire for the things of God, and to direct our whole life and all our actions to His honor and glory *Understanding - enable us to know more clearly the mysteries of faith
*Counsel - warn us of the deceits of the devil, and of the dangers to salvation
*Fortitude - strengthen us to do the will of God in all things
*Knowledge - enable us to discover the will of God in all things
*Piety - love God as a Father, and obey Him because we love Him
*Fear of the Lord - have a dread of sin and fear of offending God
Mass is the celebration of the sacrament of the Eucharist
*Communion is offered every single day
*2 parts – liturgy of word and liturgy of Eucharist
Aka sermon from both parts of bible and communion, with worship songs interspersed
Rosary- set of prayers, not a part of the sacraments. Mary is an intercessor. If you pray to her with humility and faith, she will guide you to Christ. It’s a series of prayers but also a reflection on Christ’s life.
4 mysteries-
*joyful (birth) (early life)
*sorrowful (the passion) (before death)
*glorious (the resurrection) (after death)
*illuminist (transfiguration) (added later)
Hail Mary- scripture that describes Mary (mostly Luke), used with the Rosary to ask for Mary to be an intercessor
We also visited a Parish (catholic church, smaller version of a cathedral) and experienced religious art.
This by no means means that I know now about Catholicism, just to put out the disclaimer. So what are your insights about Catholicism? What are your questions?
Before this year, I knew very little about it. I grew up Protestant, more specific Anabaptist, even more specific Brethren in Christ and Mennonite—at least that’s how I see the ladder, maybe someone can correct me on that aspect. (I’m really not found of denomination break downs, always seems to turn political). Two housemates though have been teaching the rest of us little by little about their Catholic traditions. The most notable has been the Catholic Prayer, which we say every so often before dinner.
Bless us, Oh Lord, and these Thy gifts which we are about to receive from Thy bounty, through Christ our Lord, amen.
When we first started trying it out, a few would somehow accidentally switch to saying the Lord’s prayer, but I think we have a hold of it now. On another note, if I was to throw out my parallel to this prayer, I could tell you the meal prayer our family did growing up.
God is great; God is good; let us thank Him for our food. By His hands, we are fed. Give us Lord our daily bread, amen.
I noticed some of my housemates sing this, but we didn’t growing up. (note: I always thought it was funny that “lettuce” sounds the same as “let us”)
Back on subject. From discussions to actions (like blessing the doorway at Christmas), we have been absorbing Catholicism little by little. To make things clearer and more approachable yet, a housemate did a whole seminar on the basics of Catholicism. Here are some things I gathered.
Liturgy
*Means public works or work done on behalf of the public
*All churches say these uniformly (like different hymns, these are printed in order to have the simultaneous affect)
*It’s a spiritual work- not just entertainment or chanting
*It’s considered an action of Christ, the high priest, and the church
Sacraments
*Signs of grace, instituted by Christ, demonstrated by church
*Signs that are effective—not just symbolic but also active
*Catechism- catholic rule book
*Traditions of Catholicism differs from many churches today because they hold a very strong idea to stick to what Christ instituted, verses churches who institute actions that are of interpretation/ implied in Christ’s teaching
7 sacraments
*Initiation
Baptism- the water represents dying with Christ in it, and then rising in baptism with Him
Confirmation- “age of reason”- also first time receive communion; people choose a saint that they want to emulate, which becomes their confirmation name
Eucharist (communion)
*Healing
Penitence /reconciliation (getting rid of guilt/sin)
Anointing of the sick (last rights)- peace and healing
*At the Service of Communion (Serving)
Holy orders
Marriage
7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit
*Wisdom - desire for the things of God, and to direct our whole life and all our actions to His honor and glory *Understanding - enable us to know more clearly the mysteries of faith
*Counsel - warn us of the deceits of the devil, and of the dangers to salvation
*Fortitude - strengthen us to do the will of God in all things
*Knowledge - enable us to discover the will of God in all things
*Piety - love God as a Father, and obey Him because we love Him
*Fear of the Lord - have a dread of sin and fear of offending God
Mass is the celebration of the sacrament of the Eucharist
*Communion is offered every single day
*2 parts – liturgy of word and liturgy of Eucharist
Aka sermon from both parts of bible and communion, with worship songs interspersed
Rosary- set of prayers, not a part of the sacraments. Mary is an intercessor. If you pray to her with humility and faith, she will guide you to Christ. It’s a series of prayers but also a reflection on Christ’s life.
4 mysteries-
*joyful (birth) (early life)
*sorrowful (the passion) (before death)
*glorious (the resurrection) (after death)
*illuminist (transfiguration) (added later)
Hail Mary- scripture that describes Mary (mostly Luke), used with the Rosary to ask for Mary to be an intercessor
We also visited a Parish (catholic church, smaller version of a cathedral) and experienced religious art.
This by no means means that I know now about Catholicism, just to put out the disclaimer. So what are your insights about Catholicism? What are your questions?
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