My roommate was put in charge of organizing an open mic as community building event for the apartments. It was a first glimpse of how different the culture in the apartment is than the dorms. We were forewarned- a successful event is usually ten people, a farcry from the open mics we had in the dorms last year.
…We had about twenty and most of them were not the ones that had RSVP’ed. The majority of the people there were performers. It was a great time full of food, friends, and just dumb fun.
It is not often we get to see people’s talents and passion showcased for other people here at Biola. Unless you are in a club or on a worship team, there are not many places to showcase one’s musical talents (or poetry or spoken word). At the open mic we had a little of everything: spoken word, rap, hip hop, pop and folk covers, and a little bit of worship. The environment was encouraging- people supporting each other and congratulating each other for performing. Some were more comfortable than others in front of the microphone. All in all, it was a great learning experience.
After we tore down, we had a few people linger and hang out in the apartment, the first people to be in the house in a few weeks. It was nice to have people again, and I am sure if we were not all so tired, they would have stayed later.
Other news, not get a the position I had applied for- however, I did receive a encouraging letter (email) for them; one of the best rejection letters I have ever gotten. I cannot say that I have ever been that encouraged by a rejection letter. It was very gracious letter that thanked me for applying and highly encouraged me to apply to work under the coordinators. We will see how that all pans out…
I figured that in these things I ought to include personal musing about what I am learning in school and personal faith. On Wednesdays, I have one class- it is on the Gospel of John. We have been talking about the Samaritan woman at the well, talking about the implication of “living water.” Jesus presents the woman with riddle. You see, “living water” referred to moving water in that time such as a stream or a spring and living water must be used to be ceremonially clean, but Jesus is offer water that washes sins. At first the woman in is perplexed that a Jewish man was talking to a Samaritan woman about water. Cultural context: Samaritan women were in a constant state of uncleanliness, woman were the ones who drew water so they would know every water source in the area. Jesus was a Jew and a man- there is no reason that these two ought to be associated. But this woman understands what Nicodemus in John 3 could not; that Jesus was the prophet like Moses that the OT talked about, the Messiah. A teacher of the Law, the best of the best could not understand, but the lowest could?
Maybe he was blinded all the information he had or image he had of a warlord, maybe he was afraid of the implication of the Messiah coming- he had so much to lose if Jesus was the Messiah, but the woman at the well she had nothing to lose and everything to gain. Jesus was to bring a new covenant, to destroy the debt of sin, take away guilt and shame, and bestow honor on those who believe. I feel that I know so much that I forget that Jesus came to bring the aforementioned things and get so caught up on trying to be holy on my own accord. A moralism, not a relationship that is maintained between me and God. I am acting like Nic or I am recognizing that I am the Samaritan woman- realizing that I need God to take my sin, guilt, shame, and give me new life, both here and now.
-This is more of a rant than actual musing, for that I apologize. But the internet was designed with ranting in mind, right?