Rediscovering Tina

There is life outside the pulpit

Hero Worship February 11, 2011

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Have I mentioned how much I love my job? The InterVarsity staff that serve students and faculty on college campuses amaze me with their faith in God and in others to support their mission. I am so blessed to be a part of their ministry and to give them good news about new donors and unexpected big gifts. To talk to their donors. To read their Facebook updates. To pray for them.

What tickles me the most is when I do something “easy” and they gush about how awesome I am for serving them! All I did was click a button! You are the ones out there teaching students how to study the Bible and praying with people and living on a hope and a prayer! YOU are the awesome ones!

Thank you for serving Jesus, my fellow co-workers. You are my heroes!

 

People Need to Know! January 18, 2011

I’ve been working in the Donation Services department with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship for five years and in all that time my Dad has never been able to remember who I work for and what I do while I’m there.

Last night he asked me again what I do on the campus of the University of Wisconsin. I was confused because I don’t work on the UW ccampus at all. Then I realized what he was really asking was what I did at work.

I explained that InterVarsity has missionaries on over 550 college campuses all over the United States. These missionaries take Jesus to the campus and tell college students and faculty how much He loves them. They have bibles studies and do talks and conduct outreaches and take students on missions trips to some of the poorest places on the earth and attend ballgames and concerts and eat lots of bad pizza and drink lots of strong coffee and some even have to fight for the right for their students to worship and be recognized on campus.  But they love those young adults with a passion that is only surpassed by the love of Jesus for us.

These incredible people have to raise their support (imagine only getting paid if all your friends and family agreed to send money in support of how well you do your job… that’s how brave and faithful these people are) and I work in the department that processes all these donations.

Dad wanted to know if there were any InterVarsity chapters on the campus I graduated from. I explained that Indiana Wesleyan and Taylor University don’t have chapters because they already have Jesus on campus. InterVarsity is about getting Jesus on those campuses who don’t know Him and need Him.

Dad paused then exclaimed, “That is fantastic! People need to know about this!”

You are right, Dad. They sure do.

If you want to support InterVarsity’s mission to “minister to students and faculty through small group Bible studies, large gatherings on campus, leadership training, thoughtful discipleship and life-changing conferences and events” please go here to learn more.

 

Using Your Voice January 12, 2011

King George VI

King George VI: “Listen to me… listen to me!”
Lionel Logue: “Why should I waste my time listening to you?”
King George VI:  “Because I have a voice!”
Lionel Logue: ” …yes, you do. ”              The King’s Speech

Every three years, InterVarsity has a huge conference for our wonderfully awesome, fabulous staff during the first week/weekend in January. Since I work in Donation Services, we are unable to have our whole team go away at the end of the calendar year because of the mountain of donations pouring in from our wonderfully awesome, fabulous staff’s wonderfully awesome, fabulous donors. (I’m sure I just broke a dozen grammatical rules in that one sentence!) This means that the eight of us have to take turns going every three years. I got to go three years ago, so I was told I would be staying home this year to keep things flowing in Donation Services’ world.

I know there are those of you who would have gone into a deep, dark depression and excessive misery (brownie points if you know that reference) and thought your world was ending never to be set right if you were forced to stay home. I know there are staff workers who desperately wanted to be there but their budgets/funding wouldn’t permit it. Yet, when I was told I was staying home to do all that work… I did a happy dance!

I am hopelessly lost in big crowds but also just as hopeless in small groups. The problem is I never know where one begins and the other ends. What starts out as a small group can suddenly become terrifyingly too large and I retreat into a corner in the fetal position (okay… not physically… but that is where my mind is!)… and what started out as terrifyingly too large can suddenly become quite the comfy, intimate gathering where I feel free to laugh and dance and sing and act like a fool (that part is real).

While explaining this concept to someone during lunch last week she startled me with this question: “Are you afraid of what you have to say? Do you think what you have to say doesn’t matter?”

If you were to ask Steve or LeeAnne or Beth, they will tell you that I am a veritable well of opinions and attitudes and things to say and I never hesitate to speak such.  But, ask me to sit at the “big table” during lunch and I suddenly can’t eat because my stomach is tied up in knots.

Give me a microphone and I will break out into a little song and dance (the bigger the audience the better!) and tell stories to make you giggle. But, ask me to expound on world events or give some theological treatise on creation or the nature of golf balls and my tongue becomes tied and glued to the roof of my mouth.

 Weird for a preacher, eh?

If you haven’t seen “The King’s Speech” yet (starring Colin Firth and Geoffrey Rush) you really should. It’s a fabulous history lesson with a profound message centered around WWII . 

In the beginning of WWII, there were leaders like Hitler and Mussolini and Stalin and Roosevelt who not only carried big sticks… they spoke with great authority and power. When they spoke, you listened.

Enter King George VI, who was recently thrown onto the throne when his older brother abdicated to marry an American divorcee. King George was reluctant to speak in public because of a terrible stutter that was excruciating for him and his listeners. A stuttering king wouldn’t have been so bad… except radio was now keeping everyone connected to what was going on in the world and the king was expected to be that connection. The movie tells the story of the relationship between the king, who didn’t believe that what he had to say was important, and his speech therapist who did. 

The more I think about what my friends said, the more I think my fear isn’t so much that what I have to say isn’t important… but that what you have to say is smarter and more clever and makes much more sense. I’m afraid of fumbling for words and forgetting an important part of my argument (my mouth always moves much faster than my brain can think of the words). In the grand scope of things I am afraid of looking and sounding like an idiot. This is one of the reasons that I always completely write out my sermons and preach from a manuscript.

What to do with this discovery? Do I continue as I have, or do I find my voice?

How have you found your voice? How did you fight the fear?

 

 

 

 

 
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