Wednesday, September 1, 2010

20 Things I Learned on the First Day of First Grade




1) "Jimmy" doesn't know how to zip his jeans.

2) The copy machine is my worst enemy. We have a hate/hate relationship where I am ultimately always the loser.

3) Watch out for the single dads.

4) A hug can be the difference maker that changes everything.

5) The laughter of little boys in the bathroom is a mystery..."WHAT is going on in there and why is it so funny??"

6) Sometimes the parents need the reassuring smile more than the child does. "Yea, I've got this. Go, get your grocery list checked off. Your child already loves me...I can tell by the way she is hugging the back of my legs, k? Everything is fine..and by everything, I mean you."

7) By the end of the day my feet are killing me but my heart is full.

8) Every little girl has something sparkly on the first day. Shoes, shirts, backpacks, keychains, hair clips, shoe laces, pencils, earrings, glitter tattoos...but mostly, their eyes light up and sparkle when you notice the sparkly thing that they have secretly been wanting you to notice since they walked in the classroom.

9) Document cameras are the ish and the kids are mesmerized by them. Jackpot baby.

10) I can do anything through Christ who strengthens me.

11) My organizational skills are being honed and perfected.

12) I crave something warm and caffeinated around 2:15. Or just some sort of adrenaline rush.

13) 6 and 7 years olds think I smell great. Viva la Juicy.

14) We all win with recess.

15 I have this irrational fear that my class will be the ones to set fire to the room, 'cause a whole school mutiny or stab each other with the freshly sharpened pencils their parents bought.

16) Teaching is the letting loose of my pent up loving/nurturing/helping side. I get to provide a safe and homey place for people (well, little people)... and my heart thrives on that.

17) Clorox wipes are money.

18) Um, they can't remember the flag salute.

19) There are kids who fart and get embarrassed. And then there are the repeat offenders, who the cafeteria staff know: "are not allowed to participate in 'Taco Tuesday' or 'Burritos & Beans' on Fridays."

20) The fact that I own a skateboard makes me the coolest teacher, like, ever.



Haha & Amen,
Miss Adams


Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Water and this Post Siena Life


So, I've been back from my big Italian adventure for over a month now. Much has happened since my return to American soil, and much hasn't changed at all. I'm switching things up a little now-- this is now just going to be a regular old blog about the thoughts I have that I decide to type up and share.


The quick and dirty update on my current life: About to start my "Advanced Practicum" @ Wiley Elementary in West Richland. Working as a nanny right now. Single. Learning a lot about the multiple facets of grace: its cost and worthwhile blessings included.



Water.


I like to run my hands under warm water when I'm stressed. Something about it soothes me and calms my frenzied mind in a gentle way. My relationship with Jesus is the same way. I come to Him, my heart beating at a frantic pace as the imagined crisis at hand is seemingly taking over my life. And Christ looks deep into my eyes through this fractured heart of mine and quiets the turmoil within. I turn my tear filled eyes to the safest place I know; the feet of Jesus. The truth and the grace that I have so desperately been craving but never thought to ask for is shown and given.


And my life is centered once again on what it should have been centered on all along. Sometimes I look in the mirror when the warm water is running over my hands. Depending upon the day or situation I see something altogether different in the reflection looking back at me. A proud woman who is putting on a brave face. A little girl with big dreams. A sinner. A saint. Someone dangerous for the kingdom of Heaven. Someone who dances to pop hits from 2008. Me. Who I want to be. Someone I've always been. Princess. Prostitute. Loyal to a fault. Miserable because of my affections. Strong. Tired.


You name it, I've seen it staring back at me in the mirror. Who do all those reflections need?


They, I, need Jesus. So I turn the water to 'warm' and reflect on how Christ walked on water. The water from the rock. God parted the Red Sea. Noah built the ark and then the rains came. Jonah and that whale. Water to wine. Becoming fishers of men. The woman at the well. Something about water reminds me of Jesus. And my world is centered. My focus is shifted from me to Christ. Problems pale in comparison to the riches that are found in a life with Christ. I blink and in the mirror I see myself a little more like how God sees me. Beautiful. Redeemed. Worth it. Learning. His. Kaley Dawn.




Friday, June 11, 2010

God is Faithful

Hi Friends!

First off, I apologize for my serious lack of blogging while I have been here in Siena. I thought I would have way more free time with a computer to do all sorts of in-the-moment updates. The reality is and was, the free time I do have is usually spent bonding with my team, or taking desperately needed rests with the Lord. Taking time to recharge my batteries after long days on campus quickly became a necessity.

However, I have a free morning today and would love to share with you what has happened in Siena while we have been here thus far. We (my team and I) have become friends with dozens of Italian students. Every day we go onto campus, in pairs, and strike up conversations with random groups of students who are taking smoke breaks, eating lunch or just talking. Yes, smoke breaks. Sad to say, but almost ALL Italian college students smoke. Every day my hair smells like cigarette smoke. Once we have opened up a conversation with a student or group of students, we tell them who we are and why we are in Italy. Most are very curious because a) we aren't on vacation and b) we aren't study abroad students. After that, we usually do one of two things:

One route we take is using Soularium. Soularium is an evangelistic tool that uses about 50 4X6 pictures of various things. The pictures are all random things--a picture of a girl dancing in the rain, a picture of a telephone booth, a picture of an ocean sunrise, etc. We show the students we are talking with the pictures, and then ask them to choose 3 images to describe your life RIGHT now. They choose the pictures, then we ask them to explain why they chose those pictures or what the pictures mean to them. Next we ask them to choose 3 more images out of the stack to describe how they WANT/WISH their life to be. They explain after why they chose those images. Finally, to get into "spiritual conversations" we ask them a third question. We ask something to the effect of, "Can you pick three images to describe God?" or "3 images that represent God or your beliefs about Him?"

Once students have answered these questions we have a clear picture of who they are, who they want to be (aka what they are missing in their life) and their views about God. From there we share what we believe about God, and the Gospel story. This technique allows us to get into conversation and then steer the conversation quickly to spiritual things without it being akward. Most students answer the questions very honestly and go much deeper into their lives than people in America.

I have heard more stories about hard break-ups, depression, difficult times, fears and deep-rooted longings in the first five minutes with some of these Italians than I have ever heard from some of my close friends. It is astounding how relational the Italian culture is. I am a human, they are a human and Italians believe that is enough connection to discuss anything and everything with. Its refreshing, eye opening and has taught me so much about how complete honesty creates a friendship that crosses all language barriers, time restraints and culture differences.

Of course, we have had conversations where student outright call the Gospel story foolishness (because of the corruption of the Catholic church here in Italy most students do not trust organized religion in any form, at all). I have learned so much about how to answer questions, what Bible verses are strategic for answering said questions, and how to explain what I believe in a way anyone can understand.

Besides using Soularium, the other way we get into spiritual conversations is to just share our life stories. It sounds so funny to say that we just sit down on park benches and share our lives with complete strangers but that it exactly what we do. In sharing our stories (usually in 5 minutes or less!) the Gospel is always the end result we come to and center upon. But again, Italian students don't mind doing this and are very good listeners. Most often I only can do this with Italian students who speak English proficiently. Otherwise using Soularium is a better way to get points across, go deep etc.

We are sharing the Gospel as fast and as widespread as we can here as this is possibly the last Siena Summer Project for a while we recently found out. To date, our staff leaders Steve and Megan Yen have told us that they are so proud of our team because they believe that never before on a summer project has the Gospel been shared in its entirety, as much as on this trip. I know for myself I have shared my life story and/or the Gospel with at least 2 dozen students who I now have friendships with. How many have accepted Christ as their Lord and Savior, we cannot know, but God does.

How many times have students thanked me for sharing the Gospel with them? Almost every single one. They always thank us for sharing our life stories and our views about the Gospel. Even the girl this last Tuesday who told me outright during Soularium that God does not exist, thanked me for sharing the story of WHY Jesus died on the Cross and told me the next day that she had thought about what I had said that night while she tried to fall asleep. We only have about a week and a half left here in Siena before we leave for our project debriefing in Florence for a few days. I will try to update again.

We have an outreach next Wednesday night. We are doing an "American Night" where we have invited all the Italian students we have talked to, to come hang out with us. We will be cooking "American food"--think hamburgers, french fries, corn dogs, lemonade and Coca-Cola, playing American music, and playing American games. It should be a good time with a lot of friendships strengthened and the solidification in the students minds that we are missionaries, but moreover, Evangelical Christians who can have fun and not be legalistic.

Hope this update finds you all well, I am healthy, happy and so thankful for all of your support and encouragement!

For His Glory,
Kaley Dawn Adams

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Safe and Sound

Ciao!

We made it! Our team has made it safe and sound to Siena, all our luggage arrived safely also. After 20 plus hours of straight traveling, we all fell into an exhausted yet restless sleep last night. The time difference here is nine hours ahead of the Pacific Northwest. I was overwhelmed when we first pulled into town here. The beauty of Siena is truely amazing. Last night we went out to dinner at a small restaurant. Sitting by candle-light, we all tried to order our food with our best attempts at pronunciation. Much laughter was had but our waiter was patient. As I sat around the long table with my team-mates, I was overwhelmed again by how blessed I was to have actually made it to Italy. In our exhausted stupor, most of us could only answer with "this is just so amazing" or "I cant believe we are actually here" when our team-leader Steve Yen, asked us how we were feeeling at the end of dinner. There are 13 of us total. 7 students from WSU, a girl from Maryland and a girl from Utah. We also have a Utah Campus Crusade staff member named Alex with us. Alex is engaged to a Stinter who has been living here for the past year. A "Stinter" is someone who lives in a city like Siena for a year long time period to help set up a campus ministry and share. Basically like what I am doing only for a year instead of 6 weeks. They were very excited to be reunited. Rounding out our group is Steve, his wife Megan and their 1 year old son Oliver.

I was woken up this morning by loud church bells ringing. It is raining in Siena this morning and will be all day. Today we are going to do a city-wide scavenger hunt to "discover" Siena. Already I am getting more and more excited to start getting out there and sharing the story and love of Jesus with the people here. Everyone is so friendly and curious about why we are here in Siena. It has already been quite easy to get into conversations.

I will be sending out updates periodically when time is available, if there is another email you would prefer these updates to be sent to, just let me know. Pray for my health (got a little sick mainly due to exhaustion) yesterday but am feeling better this morning. Pray for the hearts of the people we talk to and that God would work in us and through us while we are here in this beautiful place. Gratzie! (thank you!)

AMEN!

Thursday, May 6, 2010

1 Week

Leaving for Italy in one week.


This time next week...well, I will probably still be on the plane, but that's beside the point. I'm excited to spend time with my family this weekend, and then a few quick days in Seattle visiting friends! School is done, whew. Now I can completely concentrate on packing and getting ready for the big trip.

That's all for now.

Ciao!

Monday, May 3, 2010

Let's Risk it All

[This post is a bit off topic from directly talking about Siena, but its what I'm learning...enjoy.]

Here in my cozy little house on Myrtle Street in Pullman, I can read my very own Bible whenever I want or desire. I can walk freely up to campus and strike up a conversation about Jesus and salvation and God. I can read my Bible in public. I can listen to the worship music I downloaded from the internet on my ipod, or I can blare it in my car. I can pray in public and not feel an ounce of fear for my life.

Here in my cozy little life, I have it so dang easy. Today, I have been challenged several times to think about risk, sacrifice and how easy being a Christian in America is. How much have I risked lately? Not much.

Yea, I've risked my reputation. A little ridicule, one "no effing way lady", a couple of personal attacks. Mostly, polite rejections. That's about it.

There are people suffering all over the world for being a Christian, and yesterday I was worrying about not having my cell phone with me when I am in Siena. There are people who would cry tears of undiluted joy if their family could just own a Bible. I have like 7 of them. Chronological, NIV, ESV, ESV Study, a very adorable "Precious Moments" one from when I was little and a few "gift Bibles" still wrapped.

I don't risk anything of real value by being a Christian in America.

How much have I sacrified lately? Again, not all that much. Maybe a little more than I've risked. However, much of what we percieve to "sacrifice" is really just stuff we didn't need in the first place.

I hope going to Siena is just the start of a life where I venture around the world to better understand what it means to risk and sacrifice in order to pursue Christ and a life spent following Him. Christ was "the propitiation", I am coming to understand what that truely means more and more. I was reading about Henry Hulstein and his wife Grace. Henry and Grace were a Christian couple who lived in Holland during WWII. They rescued, hid and saved the lives of dozens of Jews. They risked their lives, sacrificed their wealth and safety. Henry and Grace had 9 children of their own, and for three years they took in a Jewish baby whose mother couldn't keep in hiding with her. They hid Jewish families temporarily all throughout the war. Late in the war, Nazi officials arrested Henry and transported him to a Concentration camp for an extended period of time. Grace had to take care of all 10 children, by herself, all the while never knowing if her husband had died "loving thy neighbor". The Lord protected Henry and he returned home. And up until the very day Canadian soldiers came walking into their small country town, the Hulstein's continued to hide and save the lives of Jews. Even after Henry had been in a Concentration Camp.

That was sacrifice. That was risk.

Amen!







http://www.bibleprobe.com/hulstein.htm - The Hulstein's Story

http://vimeo.com/5514321 - A sermon that moved me to tears about risking it all for the Glory of Christ.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

This Gift

That's really me. I still make that face sometimes...and still wear flannel. Guess you don't outgrow some things. I was just reflecting that going to Siena is such a GIFT from the Lord. Yes, it will be an extraordinary time of growth, and yes there will be lots of hard work. But what a gift! God has gifted me this experience through the provision of his followers. His faithful. Servants who know the value of the mission I am embarking on. What a gift for my friends, and family to show me their love and support in this way. Through prayer and financially, I have been SO blessed already. The experience of going to, witnessing and living in Siena, Italy is a beautiful gift from God and His people.
This morning I was reading in Acts. Acts 10:44 shows us that when the gentiles were shown the Holy Spirit they were given a new covenant (and with it the power and love of the Holy Spirit). What a beautiful gift the Holy Spirit is! And what a dang beautiful blessing going to Siena will be. Amen.