A Call

I am so incredibly grateful for the life I get to live. My family has never ceased to support me in everything I do...I have decided that God has called me to really do missions that I've felt so led to do through nursing. It may sound a little cliche but I know that He has given me the sign. I was in a college fair here at SBU for the St. John's College of Nursing, and my original plans were to recieve my B.S.N. and do mission work with it. Well...at the end of the meeting, the advisor said that just that morning, the Director of Intercultural Studies majors had created a Nursing/Intercultural studies major. I was completely astounded considering Intercultural Studies was so intriguing to me before I ever decided to become a nurse. SO...now I'm going to be an RN and get to do missions as my major! I'm so excited!!!

I have also interviewed in the last week to go on a mission trip next summer to Bolivia where I will be working with an Orphanage and other things in the city of Santa Cruz....and I also interviewed to be a Disciple Now leader at churches in the area that request SBU student leaders. I pray that God will really use me to minister according to His will.


Please keep me in your prayers!

Remembering

It's about an hour until it is September 11th. It is extremely difficult to believe seven years have already passed when I can still remember that day so vividly. I was 12 and in 6th grade... and my math class was just starting...I recall my math teacher being overly anxious and upset. Her sister worked in the WTC and she could not get ahold of her. While all of this was going on, my friends and I looked at each other in confusion. We tried to figure out what was going on, and when she told us, it was so unreal we didn't know what to do with that kind of information. The day went on to me going home, still a little confused, but also very uneasy. My mom and I sat in front of the television for hours watching those towers fade away...I remember watching all the families of the victims and emergency crews wait for the news of whether their relative had made it out alive. I could never imagine the terror of waiting...especially for how long many of them had to. I know God has a plan and purpose for everything, but I know this had to be a definite struggle for everyone to try to comprehend.

I got the privilege of being able to see ground zero in 2006, and it was very heartbreaking to witness the tragedy that is still so heavy in that city. The subway was filled with drawings from the victims' children to their lost parent. It brought tears to my eyes knowing that so many children will not be able to grow up with a parent. That gave me a feeling of thankfulness that I am privileged to have both of my parents here with me that love and support me in all that I do.

All I know is that I will be remembering and praying for the victims and everyone who was and is directly involved with the tragedy of September 11th. I hope you are today as well.

In Christ,

Katlyn

Philippians 4:13

Living the college life...

So I've been through 2 weeks of classes, and almost through my first full weekend on my own in Bolivar. I love it! God has completely blessed me in my time here so far. God has surrounded me with other believers and I've been having a blast every step of the way. Today I got to spend time with my friends from my church in St. Louis who live here and in Springfield and then later tonight I hung out with some friends here at SBU and had a blast just goofing around with my stuffed animal Sebastian the crab. Haha we took pics with him all over Bolivar...you have to find ways to keep yourself occupied on the weekends! :)

Anyway...I hope and pray my time here continues to be fulfilling in and my walk with Christ grows fuller each and every day.

God Bless,
Katlyn