On day two of seminary classes we talked about Old Testament history, and learned an acronym dividing the Old Testament into six distinct periods. The Old Testament is not written in chronological order (obviously) so going through and seeing it laid out chronologically was wicked cool. The acronym is CASKET, which stands for "Creation, Abraham, Sinai, Kings, Exile, Temple." The people who came out with that are working on a New Testament version, EMPTY, so that all together it will say CASKET EMPTY, a reference to the empty tomb and the resurrection.
Day two was the day I walked in on a meeting of the United States of Ninja Assassins. Ninjas were a huge thing for us all month, and we loved to play the game Ninja all the time. So some of the guys went and sequestered themselves in a classroom. I wondered where they were, and some of the girls and I went and found them. We walked in to find them in their meeting, and a young man whom I shall henceforth refer to as "Improviser" because of his talent with improv stood up and announced, "This meeting is adjourned due to female presence." The Joker suggested that they keep me "for her karate skills" (the fact that I'm a black belt was well-known) but Improviser refused. Guys and their "guy things" are well known to me, given that I have three brothers, so this was completely unsurprising to me.
We rolled down hills, joked around and dodged Mountain Dew from a water gun The Joker got in a care package from his youth group, and generally had a good time that afternoon. The subject material was fascinating and enjoyable.
We continued discussing "mission vs. missions" that day, and that night during group worship the main leader, who went by many nicknames (such as Jack Bauer and J. Bizzle) told us, "Tomorrow Compass will be half over. Let's use this time as reflective time. If there are any breaches between you and any other students, talk it out now. Reflect on what you're learning, pray, etc." I used the time to thank my teammates for what they did and who they were, and at one point Sweet n' Spazzy told me about one time on La Vida where God had used me to comfort and encourage her. Something about I reached out and patted her on the knee during Table Talk for no reason that I was aware of. At this point, overcome by the atmosphere of worship, love and fellowship, I just...started crying.
That night we were allowed to stay at group worship for as long as possible. One of the leaders played on his guitar, and I was just praying. When I finally looked up to leave a long time later, I was the only youth in the room. When I got back the the dorm, Sweet n' Spazzy and The Friz came into Friz's and my room and said, "We've talked about prayer requests and shared and stuff. Do you have any prayer requests?" We shared together and prayed together.
It was a Compass tradition to hold hands while we prayed (more than five times a day, generally), and this tradition was started by us, not the leaders. The three of us followed that tradition then.
It was one of the most wonderful nights of Compass.
Day two was the day I walked in on a meeting of the United States of Ninja Assassins. Ninjas were a huge thing for us all month, and we loved to play the game Ninja all the time. So some of the guys went and sequestered themselves in a classroom. I wondered where they were, and some of the girls and I went and found them. We walked in to find them in their meeting, and a young man whom I shall henceforth refer to as "Improviser" because of his talent with improv stood up and announced, "This meeting is adjourned due to female presence." The Joker suggested that they keep me "for her karate skills" (the fact that I'm a black belt was well-known) but Improviser refused. Guys and their "guy things" are well known to me, given that I have three brothers, so this was completely unsurprising to me.
We rolled down hills, joked around and dodged Mountain Dew from a water gun The Joker got in a care package from his youth group, and generally had a good time that afternoon. The subject material was fascinating and enjoyable.
We continued discussing "mission vs. missions" that day, and that night during group worship the main leader, who went by many nicknames (such as Jack Bauer and J. Bizzle) told us, "Tomorrow Compass will be half over. Let's use this time as reflective time. If there are any breaches between you and any other students, talk it out now. Reflect on what you're learning, pray, etc." I used the time to thank my teammates for what they did and who they were, and at one point Sweet n' Spazzy told me about one time on La Vida where God had used me to comfort and encourage her. Something about I reached out and patted her on the knee during Table Talk for no reason that I was aware of. At this point, overcome by the atmosphere of worship, love and fellowship, I just...started crying.
That night we were allowed to stay at group worship for as long as possible. One of the leaders played on his guitar, and I was just praying. When I finally looked up to leave a long time later, I was the only youth in the room. When I got back the the dorm, Sweet n' Spazzy and The Friz came into Friz's and my room and said, "We've talked about prayer requests and shared and stuff. Do you have any prayer requests?" We shared together and prayed together.
It was a Compass tradition to hold hands while we prayed (more than five times a day, generally), and this tradition was started by us, not the leaders. The three of us followed that tradition then.
It was one of the most wonderful nights of Compass.
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