MAKE A JOYFUL NOISE.

SMILE! SUNSHINE IS GOOD FOR YOUR TEETH

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YEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEYAYEAYEYAYEA SIGN UPPPP

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4/21 (10am-12pm)

THE SUPPLY AT NYU WALK-A-THON!!!!!


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HOW MANY STEPS WILL YOU WALK WITH THE SUPPLY?

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O the blood
Crimson love
Price of life’s demand
Shameful sin
Placed on Him
The Hope of every man

O the blood of Jesus washes me
O the blood of Jesus shed for me
What a sacrifice that saved my life
Yes, the blood, it is my victory

Savior Son
Holy One
Slain so I can live
See the Lamb
The great I Am
Who takes away my sin

O the blood of the Lamb
O the blood of the Lamb
O the blood of the Lamb
The precious blood of the Lamb
What a sacrifice
That saved my life
Yes, the blood, it is my victory

O what love
No greater love
Grace, how can it be
That in my sin
Yes, even then
He shed His blood for me

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GIRLS

Every once in a while, I’ll come across situations that will force me to take a step back and reexamine who I am as a person, how I’ve been living, for whom I’ve been living, in what direction I think I’m headed—things I refuse to think about on a day-to-day basis. And then there are times when I’m forced to reflect on who I am through smaller lenses: as a daughter, friend, sister, student, etc. Lately, as much as I try to ignore it, I’ve been having to reflect on myself, the girl.
Several freshmen have approached me with questions about the whole “Nope, Scope, Hope, Rope” deal, and as much as I thought it was a catchy and good idea when I was a frosh, I look at it now and see huge flaws in this “plan”. How does a girl “Nope” anyhow? There’s a huge misconception here that forces freshmen girls to think that talking to any boy is forbidden. What we forget, though, is that the act isn’t what’s important. It’s the heart. As a result of this “Nope” restriction, sisters don’t guard their hearts because they have the mindset of “I can’t date him anyway.” Also, this “Scoping” and “Roping”…..mm, I won’t get into it heh~ The bottom line is that we can repeat these four words all we want, but our hearts are bigger than one word per year. We have to be the first ones to protect them.

Also, I try to respond to these situations with love and care, but I hate when self-confidence gets marred or bruised because of something a boy said or because a girl tries to see herself through a boy’s eyes. Sure, yes, of course, I know. I’m guilty of this, too. But it doesn’t break my heart any less when a sister, perhaps even jokingly, talks about her flaws and insecurities, saying that she’s “forever alone”. How much more, then, would God’s heart break when He sees a precious child doubting her beauty and worth, when He Himself created her? Boy or no boy, He will never let her be alone, and that’s something a man can only promise her to try.

Another thing I’m guilty of, but trying to cut down on, is talking about the “perfect guy”. We will never see the perfect guy in his entirety until we’re, ideally, sitting on our rocking chairs, sipping our prune juice, and watching our grandchildren play. I was told once that what we are seeing right now is the process. Perhaps we can see the potential or character of someone up to this point, but if we’re looking for an end-product, we shouldn’t expect to find it. Not now. What we can do as sisters is encourage and strengthen our brothers, not just with mindless compliments, but with grace and truth, to use their potential to be the “perfect guy” for a future sister. We can honor the brothers, but we can also honor each other.

By looking at ourselves as sisters, daughters, friends, and not just as girls, we can learn to love and grow in bigger and more foundational ways. Let’s find our self-worth in the truth that we are co-heirs with Christ, daughters of the Most High, and creations of the Almighty.

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No reserves. No retreats. No regrets.

Towards the end of this past semester, I had three Safari pages I never closed on my iPhone: the NYU E bus schedule, accuweather, and an article about William Borden.

William Borden was born in the early 1800s as an heir to a huge family fortune. He was a bright student, too; pretty much, he could have been a millionaire and had anything in the world he wanted. But instead, God worked up a storm in this man, and he became a missionary in his campus, his community, and his world.

He wrote three phrases in the back of his Bible: “No reserves”, when he was told that he was throwing his life away. “No retreats” after he graduated from Yale and was given countless opportunities for a wealthy life. “No regrets” right before he died in Egypt at the age of twenty-five.

I remember when I was in middle school, a guest speaker told Borden’s story at a revival I was attending with my youth group. I suddenly remembered it this semester, and when I looked into Borden’s life-story, I was blown away. Starting from when he was a freshman at Yale, he first gathered just a few friends to pray together in the morning. By the time he was a senior, 1,300 students were meeting in groups to pray for their campus. Starting from one man, God moved like wildfire.

I was asked today what my new year’s resolutions for 2012 were. Of course, I’ve been juggling ideas, but I haven’t quite made a list yet. Heh~ considering the title, it only seems right to say “IN 2012, I WILL LIVE WITH NO RESERVES, NO RETREATS, AND NO REGRETS”, yea? My goodness, that’s grandiose; it’s way too big for me. Borden was what I can only describe as, truly, a man of God. He wrote those words when faced with enormous life decisions, and through and through, all he wanted to do was play the background.

I, on the other hand, have made quiiite a few mistakes this past semester alone in a bunch of different aspects. I have so much wiggle room in my faith walk, and it often makes me forget how not to make the same mistakes over again. Mm, I think I’d be wrong to say that I can’t be like William Borden; it’s assuming that God can’t do amazing things, but in my case, it’d be more like a miracle.

Well, New Year’s day seems as good a time as any to begin tightening some screws and getting rid of that wiggle room, yes?! Yes. One thing I try to tell my small group girls whenever we’re sharing prayer requests or goals for the week is to be concrete and specific—to say exactly what and when. So, I guess I do need an actual list of resolutions (which will most likely be for my eyes only hehe). But one thing that rings true in William Borden’s life-story and that I hope will be the focus of my resolutions for 2012 is to walk by faith and not by sight. Maybe, then, I’ll have no regrets.

2012, I AM READY FOR YOUUU!

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THIS SEMESTER…

…college keeps telling me that, at one time, I only get to choose two out of the three:

a. Good grades
b. Friends
c. Sleep

HEH~ I’M DOWN. I MIGHT BE SLEEP-DEPRIVED, BUT I CAN FIND MY REST ELSEWHERE.

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When I watch, teary-eyed, as James Stewart’s character reads this letter at the end of my favorite movie, I usually think, “Aw. So true.” But I have never felt so far from being a failure as this week.

It was one of the most emotionally confusing and academically stressful exam weeks of my college career…but it was still…wonderful.

Saturday - “It’s okay not to be okay.”
Sunday - reconnecting after months gone by
Monday - having my mind read from one look and letting out some tears; spending hours without a word having to be said
Tuesday - a loooooong night, but never alone
Wednesday - delirium after the packed 10am-9pm schedule and midterm, but eating, talking, and laughing til we were crying and our stomachs were sore
Thursday - satisfying cravings; food, movie, food, voice/throat annihilation into the wee hours
Friday - establishment of accountability in specific area of need; midnight snack lard

Y’all know who you are, and you make me feel so rich. I used to say that failure was one of my biggest fears, but I’ve come to see that it’s something I don’t have to worry about; I appreciate that so much more than any of you will ever know. It just took a week of averaging three hours of sleep a night for God to make this very clear: because of You and all of you, It’s A Wonderful Life, indeed. <3