Bad Days Call For Guidance Not Judgement

Bad Days Call For Guidance Not Judgement

I pray and practice patience.

Today while I was walking on campus, a girl from her car, stopped at a red light and could be heard insulting people's appearances. As I got closer I just waited for my turn.

She loudly proclaimed that my hair was, "terrible" and, "why the f*** is she wearing duck boots, it’s not cold."

Now, I know everyone is guilty at some point of judging a book by the cover, but this situation was different. This girl was sitting in her car with her friend blasting music, and somehow, over the music, insulting everyone walking by her on campus. Now, to be honest, my initial thoughts on how to react included ugly gestures and curse words.

Then my mind went to Matthew 5:38-39, “38 You have heard that it was said, ‘Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth. 39 But I tell you, do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also.”

So I silently walked away.

I’ve prayed for patience recently and let me tell you the situations in which I needed patience came rolling in, including today. I only fuel the fire when I respond in hateful ways. It is so easy to throw up a gesture or let a word slip and feels good about it for a moment, but then once the initial moment is over you realize you could have handled it better. I hope that girl, whoever she is, learns that:

1. People can hear you when you scream at red lights with your windows down.

2. You have no idea what is going on in any of the lives of those you judge.

She doesn't know who is having a great day and who are having their worst day. What if, instead of insults, it had been encouragement? How different this article could have been.

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Sorry Not Sorry, My Parents Paid For My Coachella Trip

No haters are going to bring me down.

With Coachella officially over, lives can go back to normal and we can all relive Beyonce’s performance online for years to come. Or, if you were like me and actually there, you can replay the experience in your mind for the rest of your life, holding dear to the memories of an epic weekend and a cultural experience like no other on the planet.

And I want to be clear about the Beyonce show: it really was that good.

But with any big event beloved by many, there will always be the haters on the other side. The #nochella’s, the haters of all things ‘Chella fashion. And let me just say this, the flower headbands aren’t cultural appropriation, they’re simply items of clothing used to express the stylistic tendency of a fashion-forward event.

Because yes, the music, and sure, the art, but so much of what Coachella is, really, is about the fashion and what you and your friends are wearing. It's supposed to be fun, not political! Anyway, back to the main point of this.

One of the biggest things people love to hate on about Coachella is the fact that many of the attendees have their tickets bought for them by their parents.

Sorry? It’s not my fault that my parents have enough money to buy their daughter and her friends the gift of going to one of the most amazing melting pots of all things weird and beautiful. It’s not my fault about your life, and it’s none of your business about mine.

All my life, I’ve dealt with people commenting on me, mostly liking, but there are always a few that seem upset about the way I live my life.

One time, I was riding my dolphin out in Turks and Cacaos, (“riding” is the act of holding onto their fin as they swim and you sort of glide next to them. It’s a beautiful, transformative experience between human and animal and I really think, when I looked in my dolphin’s eye, that we made a connection that will last forever) and someone I knew threw shade my way for getting to do it.

Don’t make me be the bad guy.

I felt shame for years after my 16th birthday, where my parents got me an Escalade. People at school made fun of me (especially after I drove into a ditch...oops!) and said I didn’t deserve the things I got in life.

I can think of a lot of people who probably don't deserve the things in life that they get, but you don't hear me hating on them (that's why we vote, people). Well, I’m sick of being made to feel guilty about the luxuries I’m given, because they’ve made me who I am, and I love me.

I’m a good person.

I’m not going to let the Coachella haters bring me down anymore. Did my parents buy my ticket and VIP housing? Yes. Am I sorry about that? Absolutely not.

Sorry, not sorry!

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Stewarding Your Resources Means Being Less Materialistic

I like the challenge of figuring out what is important to me and saving up for those expenses.

I look around the room, utterly baffled at the sheer quantity of clothes and accessories to organize. Simply put, my workaholic brain could not find a concrete plan to organize the room into a place livable. Until my father nags about the unhygienic nature of my room, I don’t have any motivation to clean it up. I am an overall tidy person. I conquer daily messes at night before heading to bed. However, I learned the hard way that daily messes turn into a mountain heap of trash before the week is over. I figured out my problem: I have too much stuff.

Over spring break, I went to New York City Urban Project, a Christian social justice leadership camp. NYCUP was designed to teach young Christian adults in college to pray daily and to analyze prejudices toward people who are different from me. One of the topics at NYCUP was stewardship. Stewardship is the act of supervising and allocating resources. In an online course, I learned about the Fair Trade organization that specializes in providing the producer countries a better trading options.

With my Intervarsity family who went to NYCUP, we watched a documentary called “True Cost” that showed the horrors of fast fashion for the countries that produce clothes, especially the workers who are subject to terrible working conditions. I started wondering if I really needed the new pair of jeans when I have twenty pairs already. I started thinking about the dust-collecting items in my dorm that I never use. Is more stuff really better?

In a Christian small group meeting, I studied Proverbs 31, where there is a portrayal of the noblewoman who knows how to steward her resources for her family and servants. I never thought much about what it would mean to actually steward resources for other people. I realized for myself that buying clothes at a higher price means that I would not be able to afford multiple new clothes, but that’s okay because I have a lot of clothes already.

I believe that many people have a hard time changing their lifestyle because going green is inconvenient. However, I believe not only that people should help out people in need, but that stewardship is the first task man was given.

Now, I challenge you to think of ways that you could steward your resources. I no longer find it inconvenient if I cannot buy many new clothes. Rather, I like the challenge of figuring out what is important to me and saving up for those expenses.

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