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Catching Manna: “Wherever you are, be all there.”
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Tuesday, December 6, 2011. 8220;Wherever you are, be all there.”. Jim Eliot said that. Wherever you are, be all there.". Back in Indiana. Hiding away in my basement cave, trying to focus and get through the next week of projects, papers and journals. It's hard to be all here. My heart is in so many places right now. It's in the living room with my family. It's in Chicago with my Grandma. It's in Winona Lake with Zach and the rest of the tribe. It's in Mongolia with my friends, co-workers, and students.
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Catching Manna: December 2010
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Sunday, December 5, 2010. Refining Reorientation (I do love alliteration! I had the privilege of revisiting my old friend 1 Peter last week.it was such a refreshing time! What a blessing it is to be in a class which focuses on the New Testament.those two hour-and-a- half periods are some of the best hours of my week! Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My life is a poem. View my complete profile. I am honest now. Learning along the way. The Crown of Life.
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Catching Manna: November 2011
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Sunday, November 6, 2011. Community: come in and stay for tea. Our schedule forced us out of the church doors before the tea was even poured today. Leaving before tea felt like the equivalent of eating and running. Hi, family. Thanks for the food, gotta run, love ya, bye.". It felt so wrong- and I think that means I'm learning. Learning that being the Church is less about theory and sermons and more about the everyday moments, the common interactions, the breaking of bread, the sharing of tea- so to speak.
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Catching Manna: Shoes of Peace
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Sunday, October 30, 2011. And, as shoes for your feet, having put on the readiness given by the gospel of peace.". As I walked through some anxiety this past week, I clung to the prayer of Charles, one of my missionary dads- "Help Caitlin to walk in the gospel of peace.". Each step that I take, I take in the peace of knowing that I'm following Christ- in my dusty, dirty, shoes of peace. October 30, 2011 at 5:26 AM. Praying for you, dear friend! October 30, 2011 at 5:29 AM. October 30, 2011 at 5:39 AM.
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Catching Manna: September 2011
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Sunday, September 25, 2011. This wasn't in the manual.(Scenes from 11th Grade). We finished talking about love today, and moved onto beliefs. Teacher, let's talk about belief! Ok What do you believe in, class? I believe in family. I believe that everyone is here for a reason. I believe in the Shaman. I believe in my friends. I believe in Jesus. I believe in trust. I believe in Chingis Khan. I believe in Allah. I believe in Satan. And then the bell rings. Saturday, September 24, 2011. Imperfectly fitted a...
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Catching Manna: Shout out for Grandma
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Monday, October 24, 2011. Shout out for Grandma. This post is mainly for my AWESOME Grandma, who has sent me a card and coffee money every semester since the beginning of college. This semester was no exception! I am so thankful for her- for her courage, faithfulness and love. I hope I'm just like her when I grow up. :). October 24, 2011 at 11:47 AM. So sweet, Caitlin! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My life is a poem. View my complete profile. I am honest now. Learning along the way.
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Catching Manna: “One can always spot a foreigner by the dirt on their shoes.”
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Tuesday, October 11, 2011. 8220;One can always spot a foreigner by the dirt on their shoes.”. I try I try so hard to keep clean. To brush off every speck of dusty, fine, Ulaanbaatar dirt. It’s a losing battle. By the time I reach my destination, all my efforts are for naught. No good Mongolian would be caught dead in these shoes. But, try as hard as I might, I will never be a good Mongolian. I will always struggle to keep these shoes clean. I will misread the bus signs, and end up on the edge of town.
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Catching Manna: Community: come in and stay for tea.
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Sunday, November 6, 2011. Community: come in and stay for tea. Our schedule forced us out of the church doors before the tea was even poured today. Leaving before tea felt like the equivalent of eating and running. Hi, family. Thanks for the food, gotta run, love ya, bye.". It felt so wrong- and I think that means I'm learning. Learning that being the Church is less about theory and sermons and more about the everyday moments, the common interactions, the breaking of bread, the sharing of tea- so to speak.
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Catching Manna: April 2011
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Tuesday, April 19, 2011. You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it;. You do not take pleasure in burnt offerings. My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit;. A broken and contrite heart. You, God, will not despise. Saturday, April 16, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My life is a poem. View my complete profile. I am honest now. Learning along the way. And it's winter again. Life, Literature, and Film A Blog About How Life, Books, Writing, and Movies Collide and Mix. Wide Awake and Restless.
