Poetry On Odyssey: Ready

Poetry On Odyssey: Ready

Will you stand up and speak the truth?
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Will you trust God when he says move?

Or will you stay stuck in limbo refusing, no, drowning in a sinking pool?

Will you stand up and speak the truth?

Or will you hide cowardly voice trapped as if in a house with a sealed roof?

To some the walk is scary so excuses are made.

To others the walk is foolish so they speak fear instead of faith.

You may see a huge step; but, it is actually a small sacrifice.

I would give my all to be obedient whatever the price.

Accomplishment requires effort, patience, and dedication.

Nothing is impossible so with Christ I look forward to the next direction.

I listen intently for God's voice and ready myself for the enemy's distraction.

This race we run is not easy therefore God clears my path.

My feet are ready to run with Him I will gain more traction.

My reward is priceless and it awaits.

My heart smiles when I think of Heaven's gates.

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12 Bible Verses For Faith In Hard Times

Remind yourself that God is always with you.
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Lately, I have felt lost at what God wants for my life. Ever since I've come back to UWG everything has been horrible. It seems that I can't catch a break. I'm trying my best to focus on school, work, and extracurricular activities. But it's hard when I'm having issues with my apartment/roommates and knowing my family back home is struggling and needs many prayers. All, I keep thinking is maybe Carrollton isn't where I belong anymore. I've asked God if He can guide me in the right direction. Below, I have found Bible verses that have helped get me through these rough, past couple of weeks.

1. Isaiah 43:2

"When you go through deep waters, I will be with you."

2. Psalm 37:5

"Commit your way to the Lord. Trust in Him, and He will act."

3. Romans 8:18

"The pain that you've been feeling, can't compare to the joy that's coming."

4. Proverbs 31:25

"She is clothed in strength, and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future."

5. Joshua 1:9

"Be bold. Be brave. Be courageous."

6. Ecclesiastes 3:1

"There is a time for everything and a reason for every activity under the heavens."

7. Isaiah 41:10

"Don't be afraid, for I am with you. Don't be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand."

8. Isaiah 66:9

"I will not cause pain without allowing something new to be born, says the Lord."

9. Psalm 91:4

"He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings, you will find refuge; His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart."

10. Psalm 62:1-2

"My soul finds rest in God alone, my salvation comes from Him, He alone is my rock and my salvation."

11. Philippians 4:13

"I can do everything through Christ who gives me strength."

12. Jeremiah 29:11

"For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

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Dear Desi community, The Struggles of diaspora Kids are valid

Yes, we know that our struggles are different from those of "back home," but that doesn't mean they don't exist.

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"What's your name?" asks the warm teacher in the pointed glasses, bending down to reach my miniature stature. Recognizing her assuring voice but baffled by her foreign tongue, I cowered behind my mother's legs, unable to respond.

While I did feel alone in that moment, I now know that I am not alone in this experience; in fact, many South Asian kids underwent the same first-day-of-school experience. Our parents, in an attempt to preserve the culture of their homeland, only taught us our native languages of Hindi, Urdu, Gujarati, or Tamil and assuming that we would "pick up" English upon entering the classroom. And, although there was a method to the madness (I did learn English within my first year of school), there was also a price: my mother tongue, my pride in my roots, and my cultural identity.

After the mildly traumatizing experience of not being able to communicate with my classmates, I became determined to shed the shackles that socially isolated me in the first place -- starting with Hindi and Gujarati. My family didn't protest at the time as, in attempts to make my English better, they also traded "paneer do" to "pass the paneer" within our dinner-table-exchanges. Now, at eighteen years old, I only have a fairly smooth understanding of these languages and a bank of broken, heavily-accented phrases to respond back with.

My experience with language, however, did not end with lapses in communication; instead, it stripped me of the cultural identity I longed for later in my life. The loss of such a major part of my culture, coupled with my sudden distaste for anything remotely Indian, prevented me from fully embracing who I am.

When my mom tried to enroll me in classical Indian dance classes as a kid, I objected wholeheartedly in attempt to fit in with my peers, who attended soccer practice instead (regardless of the fact that I had zero athletic ability). Upon unzipping my lunchbox to find pav bhaji, I would quickly zip it back up to avoid comments from my peers on its smell or appearance, and proceed to beg my mom for the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches I had absolutely no taste for.

However, as I ventured into my teenage years that are so lovingly coined as years of "finding yourself," I found that I was missing a big part of myself: my culture. Suddenly, I was yearning for the cultural identity I had struggled to free myself from for years -- an experience I noticed my desi friends going through as well. I found myself overcompensating for years of lost time, refusing to miss a single night of garba, working Hindi slang into my daily vocabulary, and binging Bollywood like it was my job.

Regardless of how desperately I tried to immerse myself in the roots I once neglected, I've come to face the reality that us diaspora kids will always have a different relationship with our roots than our parents -- and that is not necessarily a bad thing. Balancing two very different cultural environments, the one within the safe confines of my home and the one outside, we are bound to adopt parts of both worlds.

So, dear desi families, we are not "uncultured," -- we are simply trying our best.

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