if i ever forget

The best part of Winterfest was the Saturday night sharing. I didn't say a word, but it was so remarkable, I could've burst into tears into the middle (but I didn't...at least not during). Dave and Jessica coming and speaking. And Derek sharing that he had accepted Christ. Something in me screamed out for joy, for hope. I guess I wrote about it here. I wanted to see transformations. Although Dave and Jessica didn't "come to Christ," it didn't matter to me. The fact that they came, that they saw what AAIV was about, not just being some group of Asians walking down Sheridan, adhering to themselves. As Jessica put it, "I didn't think I experienced God at Winterfest. But I realized that I experienced God through all of you."

Even though AAIV has "hurt" me more than WCEC, I still love AAIV for challenging me. For doing ministry on this campus. It doesn't seem like it, but it's going on whether I chose to or not. But, I want to be a part of it. Derek, who took the finding God track with me last year at Winterfest, shared that he finally accepted Christ at the end of his junior year, when he was away from everyone.

These people on our campus aren't goals or numbers to be counted. They're people loved by God, and loved by us. Derek, one could say, was a "project." He was a three year project, of continuous AAIV people reaching out to him, engaging him, and even after all that...he accepted Christ when he went away on his internship. Truly God's work and not ours. I was barely a part of it, but just because I saw him going through the process, I went to speak to him afterwards, but I couldn't. I sort of just cried awkwardly and hugged him and he understood.

I want to see transformation. God use me.

Intentionally choosing classes for next quarter, I will take risks next quarter.