Ohmygosh…I was invited to the WSRP Election Night Party in Bellevue!!! I’m covering it for the newspaper. This is huge! I’m so nervous.
In other news I got to hang out with Quinn tonight. It was nice seeing him again. We went to Jillians to play pool and eat chicken wings. Seriously…this is what college life is all about.
MY BROTHER IS COMING TO SEATTLE MONDAY!!!!! I’m so excited. I miss him so much!!!!
DEAR SARAH:
Thanks to answer back, this is really excited after 5 years I was thinking
that I wouldn’t find you again ,but I thanks GOD because we are in touch
again
(I was really preaying,thinking and missing you ALL THIS YEARS).
GOD IS THE FIRST THING IN MY LIFE AND HE WILL BE FOREVER
HE HAS MADE A LOT OF AMAZING THINGS IN MY LIFE:
1.- AFTER THE MISSION TRIP I FINISH MY HIGH SCHOOL AND I WAS PREACHING THERE
AND IN THE LAST YEAR THE 95% OF ALL MY CLASEMATES BECOME TO JESUS. (JUST ONE
DIDN´T WANT TO BECAME) THAT´S NOT GREAT¡¡¡¡¡¡
NOW MUCH OF THEM ARE IN A CHURCH (deferent) … AND JUST 5 ARE WITH ME(same
church).
2.-THEN I STAR TO STUDY COMMUNICATION BUT GOD TOLD ME THAT FOR ME WASN´T THE
WAY THAT I HAD TO TAKE SO I JUST WAS THERE 1 OR 2 MONTHS….SO I STAR TO STUDY
IN A CHRISTIAN SEMINARY A BACHELOR, DEGREE IN “BIBLE STUDIES” AND I FINISH,
BUT AT THE SAME TIME WHEN I WAS STUDING I BECAME A TEACHER (ENGLISH
TEACHER…of cure I was just teaching small thing like color and numbers)
BUT THE GRATE THING WAS THAT ALL MY STUDENTS BECAME TO JESUS… ALL OF THEM.
NOW I´M 24 YEARS OLD AND I´M PREACHING 1 A MONTH IN 2 DIFERENTS CHURCHS THE
BAD THING IS THAT THE MEXICAN CHURCH CAN NOT SUPORT ME SO I HAD TO WORK… I´M
WORKING AT THE AIRPORT OF TOLUCA BECAUSE ALSO I FINISH AN OTHER DEGREE IN
AVIATION I AM A DISPACHER OFISER ( I give the altitude and the routes for my
aircraft) I COULD STUDIED 2 DGREES JUST BECAUSE GOD WAS WITH ME (I star to
study the second degree when I was almost finishing the first one).
I THANKS GOD BECAUSE NOW I BOUGHT I VAN AND NEXT YEAR I´M GOING TO GET A
SMALL APARTMENT AND I´M JUST 24 YEARS OLD, THIS IS AMEAZING HERE IN MEXICO
PEOPLE STAR TO GET THE THINGS I´M GETTING AFTER 30.
BUT ALL OF THIS IS NOT BECAUSE I AM GOOD THIS IS BECAUSE
GOD IS MAGNIFICENT, IS SOooooooooooooooo GOOD.
I DON´T HAVE WORDS …
WELL I HAVE MORE TO TELL YOU BUT I HAVE TO GO NOW.
I AM GLAD TO HERE THAT YOU ARE GOOD AND THAT GOD IS BY YOUR SIDE
I´M SURE HE WILL CONTINUE LIKE THAT FOR ALL YOUR LIFE
I WOULD LIKE TO NOW MORE ABOUT YOU
HOW OLD ARE YOU NOW???
YOU TOLD ME THIS IS YOUR LAST YEAR IN UNIVERSITY…SO WHEN DO YOU FINISH???
NEXT SUMER??? OR THIS DECEMBER???
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO AFTER SCHOOL????
WELL WE HAVE A LOT OF THING TO TALK ABOUT
BECAUSE I WAS WITH PASTOR BRET……
BECAUSE I HAVE TO TAKE A TRAINING EVERY YEAR IN MY JOB AND ALL TRAININGS ARE
IN USA AND ONE IS IN SEATTLE SO WE CAN SEE AS AGAIN¡¡¡¡¡
PLEASE WRITE BACK SOON GOD BLESS YOU.
MISSING YOU ISRAEL.
***Ohmygosh! How amazing is it that I hear from Israel after all these years!? God is good and I must say that what has been happening in Israel’s life is proof of that. So many people (including a bunch of children) have come to know Christ through Israel. What an amazing testimony!***
From: Ricardo Israel. Casillas. [mailto:ricthus@hotmail.com]
Sent: Wed 10/27/2004 4:55 PM
To: Decker, Sarah
Subject: FROM MEXICO ISRAEL
HI SARAH: IS ME ISRAEL FROM MEXICO WE WORK HERE.. IN A MISSION TRIP
AND I WAS IN YOUR TEAM WITH PASTOR “BRET”
I´M REALLY SORRY BECAUSE I COULDN´T WRITE YOU BEFORE
I HOPE YOU CAN REMEMBER ME BECAUSE I DO
I ALL WAYS KEEP IN MY MIND AND IN MY HEART MY GOOD FRIENDS
LIKE YOU, MAT, ROBERT, PASTOR BRET…
HOW DO I GET YOUR E-MAIL??…. WELL YOUR FATHER GAVE ME.
I FOUND YOUR PHONE NUMBER AFTER 4 OR 5 YEARS, THAT IS BECAUSE I LOSE IT
WHEN WE MOVE.
I HAVE BEEN SENDING YOU MAILS ( TO THE OTHER E-MAIL ADRESS…sumrkat@home.com)
BUT YOU DID,N´T ANSWER I HOPE YOU ARE NOT MAD WITH ME.
Please if you read this answer back as soon as p. just to be sure that you
got it
I HAVE I LOT TO TELL YOU AND I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT YOU
I´M SURE OUR LIVES HAVE CHANGE AFTER 5 YEARS.
I learned more about myself today. I figure if I learn something new everyday, it makes the day worthwhile no matter how unproductive I may have been.
I’m still deciding if I should share this new piece of information. So I think I’ll just say what else I was going to say and see how open I’m feeling when I finish.
Today I slept through chapel…sort of. I got up when I was planning on getting up…but I just laid in bed and stared at the ceiling for what I thought was just a few minutes…but when I looked at the clock again almost an hour had gone by. Weird. I don’t even really remember what I was thinking about…I hope it was deep and insightful.
So then I go to class and engage in some class discussion about how words are meaningless until two socially communing individuals contribute their independent utterances and significant meanings into them. It was really interesting…perhaps I’ll elaborate later if I am still in a procrastinating mood.
Then I come back to my room and write a few letters to send to family and friends who I know aren’t feeling well. Then I decide to make those letters into packages because after writing to them I realize how much I really miss them and how much I wish they were here. I think it also may have been a selfish act on my part because I was kinda having an intensely monotonous day and I always feel better when I cheer someone else up.
Then I run around some more and take care of some more research for my media law class…I watched a PBS special about American Pornography…ew. Just learning about how obsessed our society is with that stuff made me feel dirty. *shiver*
I got a call from Jason as I was doing some other homework and it was sooooo good to talk to a voice from home. He called to cheer me up and tell me that people aren’t supposed to have crappy days. He’s right. We talked a while and he gave me some advice that I think I’ll put into effect soon. When I get the guts. Pray for me Jason…it’s not easy. You’re right.
Then I had a forum to attend and it was really interesting…I hope the article does it justice. Of course, I didn’t write the article…I just did all the leg work. One of our layout editors was having a really really rough week. Her father had a heart attack and her sister hit a patch of bad luck too and a bunch of other things. So while my editor wrote the article I invited our layout angel to let me treat her to some ice cream and Thursday’s CSI. (She’s a CSI fan too). It was great to be able to give her a place to escape and unwind.
So here I am now…after a few other calls from some writers and editors. I still have statistic homework to do and a load of reading. Sure I’m behind…and I keep procrastinating and getting distracted…I’m praying it’s a phase that will pass. Lord willing. Cio!
People (smart people with white coats and fancy degrees) used to tell my parents that kids like me would have good days and bad days. I’ve been told the same thing several times as I’ve grown up.
Today is not a “good” day.
…but no words to say it. Someday I’ll get it down…I’ll treat you right; I’ll know what to say, when to say it, when not to say it. Someday, when I’m not afraid; when I have the go-ahead; I’ll knock your socks off. But until then…until that memo comes…I’ll still be afraid. But I’ll never be far.
Just don’t give me a reason.
My laces tied, my muscles tense; legs on a hair-trigger. I will run, I always run.
Where am I going again?
