10.31.2008

A very happy ending to a perfect beginning

Most people say that fairy tales don’t really happen.

That the heroic stories of princesses falling out of trees onto the white horse of their prince will forever remain alive only in the animated world.

My experience of the past week however, tells a different story. 

 

If you read here, you will meet two of my closest friends,

Sophia Christine Van Geloof

And

Nicholas Robert Sykes


 

The first is a ridiculously romantic, and the second a fantastic dreamer.

And so, when Nick decided that he wanted to marry Sophie, he could do it in a way that is no less than extravagant. Considering the fact that they are currently studying in London, and he was taking he to Prague for the weekend as a birthday present, the stage was set for an incredible story.

 

Which is where my story gets to join in on theirs.

 

Nick knew that Sophie would want her family around when he would propose, so after countless late nights on the phone and emailing her dad Arty, his dad Kip, a fireworks guy in Prague, and myself, the stage was set for her family (Dad, Mom, Sister) along with myself to fly out and be there when he proposed. His dad and step mom were visiting them in London prior to the weekend, so they would meet us there as well!

 

Date: Saturday, October 25, 2008

Time: 20:30 (Otherwise known as 8:30 PM)

Location: Charles Bridge, Prague, Czech Republic

After leaving LAX Thursday night, we arrived in Heathrow for an 8 ½ hour layover on Friday, to arrive in Prague by midnight that night. We awoke the next morning to scope out the spot where the events would take place.

 

From the first view outside of our hotel, the city literally my breath away with its cold and its beauty. Prague is the one place in Europe that was not destroyed during WWII – every building appeared to tell a story. With autumn leaves decorating the streets, there is no doubt that it is one of the most beautiful places in the world.

 

We ventured through the metro and by foot to finally arrive at Charles Bride around 3 P.M.  With the proposal set for 8:30 that night we had plenty of time to walk around and plan out where we could be to hide in the shadows so that we could see when he would propose.

 

As far as Sophie knew, the plans for the day included going to a Ballet at the Theatre, walking to Kampa Park for a beautiful dinner, and going back to her room in the hotel to watch Harry Potter and order room service ice cream.

 

The ballet ended early, and rather than walk to the bridge that they were supposed to walk on, Sophie insisted on walking down to Charles Bridge as the most direct way to get to the restaurant by their 6:30 reservation.

 

Here, a close escape was avoided by quick thinking on Nick’s part, when we nearly ran into them on the bridge that was filled with tourists, artisans, musicians and merchants.

 

They walked on to the restaurant… and we waited.

 

And waited.

 

And waited.

 

And spied on them using binoculars (the restaurant was visible from the bridge)

 

And waited.

 

And finally the moment came.

 

We were in pretty frequent communication with Nick via text messaging as to where they were and what was going on, and around 9:00 PM, we finally saw their faces emerge from the crowd on the bridge as they walked to “the spot.”

 

Nick had every detail planned to perfection, but Sophie wanted to get a picture of the other side of the bridge, where there was a beautiful view of the Prague Castle.

 

As we waited and watched, they took pictures and talked, and he reached to hold her hand…

And her face melted.

 

They had joked in the past about how her favorite thing to do is hold his hand, and all he needed to do to propose was to slip the ring box into her hand and she would know what was happening.

 

Which was what had just happened.

 

They talked more, and he got down on his knee...

 

She cried and smiled, (said yes) and they kissed.

 

By this time, the families and I were bursting to run up and hug her (we had seen them in two months!), but we held back.

 

As he stood up, Nick’s dad called the fireworks guy who had set up a two minute show on the other side of the bridge.

 

As they started going off, Nick pulled her over and told her “These are for you.”

 

They turned to watch, and we ran to sneak up behind them.

The anticipation was so intense, Allie and I were literally jumping up and down waiting for her to know we were there!

 

As the show ended with a heart exploding in the sky, Nick turned to her and said,

“I have one more surprise for you.”

“What else could there possibly be?” She asked…

and she turned around…

There aren’t lots of pictures from this moment, but in the words of Allie, “It was probably the happiest moment of my life.”

 

We all hugged and cried, and laughed and took thousands of pictures.

 

They are now engaged, and the proposal of a lifetime has been written in their history.

 

We spent the next two days together in Prague, and went back to London to visit their school on Monday Night. We explored London on Tuesday (from Buckingham Palace to Westminster Abbey, Big Ben and St. James Park) ended by a “London shower” which sent us to our hotel to watch Harry Potter and enjoy room service.

 

The “see you laters” at the airport the next day were difficult, but the memories made were worth far more than words can describe.

 

I hope you have enjoyed the real life tale of an unbelievably perfect proposal.

I certainly have :)

10.18.2008

Wednesday's Debate: A recap

This is a place where I can vent my feelings. Frustrations. Desires. Dreams.

A totally personal place of freedom and privacy (that the world can see…)

So here goes.

I don’t want to vote.

Tonight I joined the speech and debate team (and about 60 others) in Yeager A111 for a smashing discussion and viewing of tonights Presidential debate.

We decided several things.

If John McCain was an animal he would be a teddy bear.

If he was a planet, he would be mars. If Barack Obama was a planet, he would be mercury.

(Think back to the classics and their characteristics of the planets)

 

These were some thoughts that my friend (and resident!) Molly and I contrived while attempting to find relief from the nights events. Although humor was in plentiful supply in the form of McCain’s jokes/comments/jousts at Obama.

 

The issues themselves never actually got solved. There were a few things I noticed for sure that jumped out to me.

 

  1. McCain repeatedly wanted to be sure that Obama understood that he was not George Bush
  2. Obama is a fabulous speaker, resulting in the appearance of having the upper hand

 

The questions from the moderator were fascinating, including a question that pointed out that the plans of both candidates to lessen the deficit actually would increase it as a result.

 

While he could have been a little more involved in the conversation, the questions were definitely challenging and pointed towards relevant domestic issues, though they may have gone unanswered.

 

So the conclusion of this debate, and conversations held afterwards is this:

 

No matter who our country falls into the hands of, we will have “change” whether we like it or not.

10.12.2008

Working through the cringe

Politics.
For some reason, the very mention of it makes me cringe. Thinking about who to vote for, and which issues take precedence over the other. Wondering not how Jesus would vote, but what it looks like for us to pledge our allegiance to Christ, while appreciating and valuing the position we are given in this country to be a member of society.

So why the cringe?

I get intimidated: I don't really know what's going on.
Decisions scare me, even though my vote is only one, I do not want to put my voice behind something or someone that I do not believe in fully. Hmm... I guess that would be anyone other than Jesus Christ...
What scares me more than the decision?
The blur between our identity as "Americans" and "Christians."

Want some varied opinions?

Check out:
Jesus for President by Shane Claiborne
The politics of Jesus by John H. Yoder
Jesus wants to save christians by Rob Bell
Democracy Matters by Cornell West (whom I just discovered from Call and Response. "Justice is what love looks like in action.")

SO, as the election comes nearer there are a few questions I would like to ask :)

As a part of the kingdom of God, unattached to any political party...
Are we to vote on the candidate based on character or issues?
How are we to determine which issues take precedence over another (For example, legalizing current immigrants, or bringing an end to violence in Iraq)
What does the slogan "change we need" really mean?


A phrase that was used in the speech on the website of barack obama disturbed me in its context.
At the end he closes his incredibly well delivered speech with "hold firmly without waver to the hope that we confess"
Sound familiar? Yes, it is from Hebrews 10. Hope?
Not that McCain's slogans are much better, (although i did not hear scripture twisted in this one!)
To be continued...

But for now imagine a room full of people whisteling and clapping in excitement)
God Bless the poor and the oppressed.
God Bless the broken and the weak.
God Bless the Nations.

10.09.2008

"Missions" and myself part 1

Do you ever get to the point where your mind is focusing on so many different things that it is difficult to express any one of them in detail?
That is the mindset behind today's blog. 
And so I begin... not really knowing what will come out.

"Missionary" "Field Worker" "The Field"
Words most often used when referring to those serving overseas.
We know in our hearts that we have the same task "here" that we do "there"... so why do the terms still go on? What is it that makes the two places different, in our mindset, our words, our awareness and our dependence on the Lord?
In chapel yesterday, Dr. Mooney talked about the "decentralization" that happens when we become followers of Jesus Christ.
There are times when I get into a "rut." I find it difficult to be genuine with the people I love most. My head spins in circles until I become paralyzed at my current situation or circumstance.
When I accepted Christ and began to grow in the knowledge of and in relationship with him, the biggest desire of my heart was to know him deeper in a real way. 
When the cross is in view, I have found it impossible to think much of myself in the context of anything other than immense gratitude.
When I lose sight of it...
Everything becomes overwhelming. Suddenly life is "me" centered again, and the process of being overwhelmed begins all over again.
And yet I have found this to be ONE of the reasons I lose confidence and intentionality "here" that I had "there."

Quote for today:
"Discipleship means adherence to Christ...
Discipleship without Jesus Christ is a way of our own choosing. It may be the ideal way. It may even lead to martyrdom, but it is devoid of all promise. Jesus will certainly reject it."
(The Cost of Discipleship by Dietrich Bonhoeffer)

10.02.2008

Oh India

This is the mosque that I visited in Delhi this summer.
This is muslims praying at the end of Ramadan...Eid al-fitr



(BBC Photo)

10.01.2008

Second post of the day

I know I already posted today, but I had to say that I love children.
From the BBC, can you guess who they are dressing up as?

The curtain has been torn

Matthew 27 tells the story of the final hours of the life of Jesus.
The few chapters before narrate the story of the time leading up to it.
Why is it that our minds, when suffering and sad, seem so detached from the real person of Jesus that lived and walked this earth?
In reading this last week I am overwhelmed with the sorrow and agony that Jesus went through.
In his silence when he was mocked.
In the words of rebellion against this world that he said, and was mocked for.
In his prayers of deep emotion, for the sake of the Glory of God... so that we may be saved. 

I am going to be writing a paper for a class on CS Lewis, entitled, 
"Eternity, Justice and the Cross" in which I am going to be researching two of Lewis' works (and several other texts) to explore how our desire to have purpose and for social justice, is inspired by and hinges on the truth found in the cross. 

I will share my findings along the way.

This is what has been on my heart lately. The desire for social justice in itself is not what makes us good, or even what inspires change. BUT when it is a natural response and desire of our hearts because of the view of grace that we see in the glory of the cross, we find eternal meaning in each orphan defended, child rescued, and broken comforted. 

The curtain has been torn. We do not need to work for peace with God. He has given it freely to those who believe :) 

Quote for the day:
"All history comes down to Jesus, and all history flows out from Jesus"
~Dr. Thom Wolf