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Formative experiences

Today was our last accessout of th year, which was so hard to believe. I feel like I've been brainstorming accessout ideas forever and frankly was super relieved to know I wouldn't have to come up with another fresh idea in a while.

Tonight we partnered with Erica's lifegroup as she hosted an RA event at north quad--the purpose of the night was to engage in purposeful dialogue with diverse individuals from the community by sharing formative life experiences that have shaped our worldview. What a wordy and schmancy way (haha i am good at that) to say we simply wanted to talk and get to know other people at the university.

It was great hearing about different experiences everyone had gone through, some more specific than others. Whenever I'm given the chance to share my life story, I wrestle with discerning how much would be appropriate given the circumstances. Of course keeping things hidden is never God's intention, but honoring people's time and being aware of the climate of the room always requires wisdom.

I'm not 100% sure if I shared "too much", but I think the best stories were the ones where the individual was to-the-point but specific enough to let God shine through the little details. As christ-follower, I think it's easy to accredit becoming a Christian as one of the most formative experiences of my life. But it's just so easy to hide behind the labels and not want to dig or elaborate any further. I hate labels and titles for that very reason, because there are always assumptions, stigmas, or expectations that come along with them.

Mah I am definitely falling asleep but I wanted to share a sketch that someone else in my group used to describe how his life has been changed since committing to a local church. More to come.


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