a long time coming

we moved back from jordan on december 21st. here's the long and the short of it:
jessey was asked to quit her job on november 1st. she was told that she wasn't grateful enough for receiving her job back after being swiftly fired and re-hired back in july. she was also told that she was not doing her best work. as you may know, she went to part-time because she was also required to finish her degree online. she was not able to juggle full-time school and full-time work at a school that wouldn't allow her to do her schoolwork after the kindergarten kids went home. the principal gave her the ultimatum: either she go back to full-time or quit that day. she quit. we found out later that they had had other teachers request to go part-time, which was not a possibility, so they had to make this request of jessey. it was pretty disheartening for the principal to make up negative character reasons instead of telling her the truth.
after a couple of weeks of jessey doing her full-time school alone, at home, in jordan, we decided something needed to change. it didn't seem worth it for her to be finishing this degree while living in the middle east. on top of it all, the school in general was and has been a very negative work environment for quite some time. given all of the negativity towards the teachers and our new situation with jessey at home, i turned in my resignation. the very same day, i got my old job back in peoria at the children's home for when i returned. God was orchestrating the next chapter in our lives.
we surprised friends and family with our return to central illinois on december 21st, the first day of winter. within a week, we signed a lease on a new apartment, bought a "new" car, bought a new bed, and i started my "new" job. all of these things were important to our transition home, and God put them together in the first 7 days. wow.
the positives:
1. new good friends in jordan.
2. arabic
3. a cross-cultural experience
4. life direction (jessey is finishing her elementary ed. degree and (soon) i plan to start a second degree program to become a history teacher).
so, that chapter is over, and a new one begins.

an eye for an eyelash

i'm reading "the lion of jordan", a biography about king hussein bin talal bin abdullah, the late king of jordan. the author used this phrase, "an eye for an eyelash" as a description of israel's foreign policy. i promptly wrote it on my hand and considered the implications of such a statement. i wrote a blog about this before, during a more close-to-home conflict between israel and palestine. but i didn't have the words for it.
an eye for an eyelash. over-reaction. i live in a world that espouses this philosophy. my school takes an eye for an eyelash every time they fire somebody. i take an eye for an eyelash every time i lose my temper towards someone because they don't act in a way that i understand. my country takes an eye for an eyelash whenever someone doesn't play by their "rules".
i don't want to take an eye for an eyelash. i don't want to take an eye for an eye. i don't want to respond with violence to violence towards me. i don't want to sarcastically respond to sarcasm. but i do. i do it all the time. the only way for another world to emerge is for us to love those who hate us; to learn the way of forgiveness.
at this point, it seems appropriate for me to quote one of my biggest heroes, dr. martin luther king, jr. :

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. Hate multiplies hate, violence multiplies violence, and toughness multiplies toughness in a descending spiral of destruction....The chain reaction of evil--hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars--must be broken, or we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation."

may we break the eye for an eye, and especially the eye for an eyelash, philosophies that are prevalent in our world and replace them with the light that drives out the darkness, if for any reason to avoid our own annihilation.

new life

when i came back to illinois in july, i found myself marveling every time i turned a corner in the car at how green everything was. living in a desert, where it gets green for about 2 weeks in the spring, the sight of green grass and green leafy trees was literally delightful to my eyes.
it rained here for 3 straight days, and for 24 hours straight at one point last week. as grateful as we were for the rain, we feared that we had skipped straight from summer into winter and lost out on the fall (which is usually only about 4 weeks long, but its a very pleasant 4 weeks). we started sleeping in sweatshirts and seeing our breath in our apartment, way too soon. on the one hand, we got 20% of the annual rainfall in 3 days, and on the other hand we were miserable.
but...
it warmed up. now, our confused earth is responding to the change in weather like it were spring. this is exciting. i saw green grass everywhere today (and by everywhere, i mean here and there in patches in vacant lots of dirt). the mountain across from our school, which is usually the color of a nice pair of dockers, was green. my eyes rejoiced. i sang about the green grass in an operatic voice all the way home from school (and i am not ashamed).
this green grass in emblematic of another change that has happened in our lives. jessey quit her job at the school. normally, you would think that the rain metaphor would fit in this situation. but in reality, the rain was a metaphor for her life while working and doing school full-time. she was suffering, dying really, on the inside. when she was asked to quit (a story that is better told in person), the grass began to grow again in her life. she's happy again, much like the desert ground after a good rain.
so now, surrounded by green grass outside and at home, we are looking ahead to the winter and wondering about what changes it will bring to us.

proof

the desire for proof, tangible, reliable proof that something that we believe is true is universal. its interesting that the two major religions that dominate our world are virtually without proof. i can't prove the resurrection. my proof for the resurrection is reliant on proof texts from the book that guides my faith. my proof for the truth of the good news relies on stories of faith experience and how it plays out in relationships. my proof for the existence of God relies on experience and existential arguments (such as: how could the human body work the way it does without a creative force that purposely made it that way?).

likewise, the proof that the prophet of islam spoke the words of God in order to form a new religion is based on the book that guides that religion. the proof that the prophet even lived is based on writings dated hundreds of years after his life. the proof that he said what he said is also based on late-dated writings based on word-of-mouth history throughout centuries. the proof that jesus didn't die but that a replacement or a figment died on the cross and jesus went to heaven un-dead and un-scathed is based on a religious book. this is the impass.

it all came down to a lack of real, tangible proof in history class. it all comes down to faith. my faith tells me one thing, and another person's faith tells them another. the only way to make our way over this mount everest of disagreement is through practice. does my faith guide my life? does yours? this is the only proof that i can offer to the validity and the worthiness of what i believe in faith. there is no difference between my faith and that of my neighbor, except in where it is placed. the strength of my faith is fully hinged upon how it affects my life daily, and how it affects others' lives daily as well. this is my daily challenge. and i fail, daily.

i yell. i get frustrated with stupid things. i don't know how to respond with love to my friends. i don't even know how to love my friends. jesus said that even sinners know how to do that, and i don't. i wonder what i am... lower than a sinner, to be most pitied i guess. but, i do know that the struggle to live out the good news and to live in the kingdom of heaven that is at hand is worth it. how do i know? faith.

There's a first time for everything...

Yes, it's me...Jessey! I just want to fill you in on the amazing things God is doing in my life. First of all if you don't know, I'm enrolled in Grand Canyon University's online Education program. I've never really liked attending school (except for the social aspect), but I am really enjoying it despite the fact that I don't have the social aspect this time! I am currently taking an education course and a government course. I'm pretty sure I have an A in government and I know I have a 100% in my Education class!!! WOO HOO!
Anyway, I was becoming overwhelmed with working full-time and doing school online full-time and I have no idea how my mom did it as a single parent with 2 kids! Go mom! God has worked this out for me though. At our workplace people typically don't ask for to much from the administration, and those that do, well they don't work there anymore. Even though the odds weren't in my favor, I decided I needed to turn in my resignation letter and look for some odd jobs (tutoring and subbing) to fill in the income.
So last Thursday I went to the Princess with my resignation letter and asked her to hear me out. She told me to tell her what was going on and I said that I was overwhelmed with everything. She started to say that it was okay that I was resigning and they would find someone to fill my place. I decided to put the ball in her court and said "Well, I could work part time here, if that's something you would want." She looked at me and said "Jessey. I really like you, and I would love for you to work until noon everyday." My mind blew. I think my jaw actually dropped.
Now I get to come home everyday at noon, work on my homework and then I actually get to spend time with Jeff in the evenings! Isn't that amazing?!?!?!?!?! I'm the only person at our school that actually works part time. God is great isn't He?

number 26

i was talking with my friend/roommate Christina about a job i had once, and she gave me the idea of sharing my job experiences with the world. i'm 27. keep that in mind:

1 - paperboy - age 8 - 14

2 - Junior Counselor at Camp of Champions USA - age 14

3 - dirt shoveler - age 15

4 - burr bench operator at Excel Foundry & Machine - age 16

5 - ministry intern FBC - age 17

6 - Pizza Hut waiter - age 17

7 - painter - age 17

8 - B. Dalton books cashier - age 17-18

9 - Farm & Fleet Automotive Dept. - age 18

10 - telephone survey guy - age 18-19

11 - warehouse/imported parts cleaner at Excel Foundry & Machine - age 19

12 - medical records filer - age 19-20

13 - telephone survey guy - age 20

14 - flower delivery guy - age 20

15 - PAC after school program - age 20-21

16 - office cleaner - age 21

17 - Youth Director @ Mosaic Bible Church - age 21-22

18 - Youth Pastor @ Faith Baptist Church - age 22

19 - SEARS warehouse - age 23

20 - salon receptionist - age 23

21 - YFC Campus Life Director - age 23-24

22 - CAT Mossville Assembly Line - age 24

23 - Domino's delivery guy - age 25

24 - Assistant Manager of the Cash Store - age 25

25 - MHP at the Children's Home - age 25 - 26

26 - teacher at The School of Life - Jordan - age 26 - present

my resume is amazing... with this many diverse experiences, i can do pretty much anything. and with 26 jobs in 27 years of life, it appears that i am going to stick around for the long haul as well. i'm so proud of myself.

rome and christianity

this is the title of the first chapter i will be teaching this week in 8th grade history.  i know.  in your head some little synapse just popped, causing your mind to slightly blow.  sorry about that.   

i just finished preparing for the lesson on "christianity" in the textbook.  i'm sure at this point you understand where i live if you're reading this blog, so you certainly understand the fine line this chapter represents when it comes to my job.  but, a cool thing happened over the last month for me.  i'm holding my job with an open hand.  if it is gone, its gone.  if it stays, it stays.

with that in mind, i'm super pumped about this required chapter.  its the first time i've been excited about anything in a long time, and definitely the first time i've been absolutely sure i know what i'm talking about.  the main characters in the lesson on christianity are jesus of nazareth, the apostles, paul of tarsus, and constantine (although i could do without constantine, he was, in fact, a part of history and a key player in roman/christian relations).  vocabulary includes crucifixion, the resurrection, and messiah.  i can't make this up.  its like i've found myself sucked into a bizarro world where i'm being asked to teach about something that could get me kicked out of some countries, including the one i'm in.

this is an opportunity that you can be sure i will not squander.  not to shove religion or faith down anyone's throats.  not even to try to convince anyone that it is right.  but the opportunity to share my point of view in the classroom from an historical perspective that will drop a little truth into the minds of my students.  and the cool thing is, its happening in the first week of school.  this means, barring an unfortunate decision by the administration, i will definitely get the chance to speak openly and for that to be the foundation for the entire school year.  for the first time, i'm hoping that i can stick this thing out.  but even if this job is ripped away from me, the opportunity can't be.  for that i am grateful.

so, if you're thinking about it anytime between sunday and thursday, give me and my class (of 7 girls) a little shout out.