unkept workspace

I’ve given myself permission to not clean up after myself. No…surprisingly I am not talking about my room (that has actually stayed rather clean for me). I’m talking about the messy reality that is currently my brain.

Picture from womenontheirway.com/

Before coming to seminary I heard many people talk about the deconstruction that happens during these three years. I was warned and prepared to be ready to think, rethink, and think some more about concepts, and realities that had previously been held comfortably. The image I was frequently offered was that of a suitcase. I had been told… “get ready to unpack everything, have it be packed and repacked over and over again, content sprawled across the floor, lose some stuff, gain some, and hopefully by the end get it all repacked up in there.”

Fuller even, during our welcome week conversations, offers the visual of an overhead compartment during flight, saying,  “Be cautious, content may have shifted during flight.”

These visuals are good, and I like the concept of packing for a journey along the way…but there is something about an open suitcase with clothes sprawled all over my room that doesn’t quite capture what I feel to be happening, or even a suitcase being thrown around during flight. These images don’t reflect the participatory, active experience here…it seems too idle.

yay for craft nights

This past Friday I put the books down to be crafty for a bit. I didn’t bring my sewing machine out here and I have missed it, but I think I got my fix for a little while. As I was working on these fun little guys  I was reflecting on my experience thus far, and why these images mentioned above weren’t cutting it for me. I started thinking about my craft spaces when I get working on a big project. Take for example the quilt I was making right before I moved out here. My parents can attest that when I get working on a project…supplies, patterns, and scraps completely take over (sorry for stealing your dining room for two weeks). Mid-project I see no reason to clean up and put everything away neatly, I’m only going to take it all out again later.  It’s a work in progress. I would prefer have it out and ready for the next time I go to work. While it is chaotic and messy (and here is where I suppose I should be thankful to be an ENFP), for me it is an image of productivity.

Last week in my New Testament class I found myself getting frustrated as my professor was wrapping up his lecture. I realized I was getting so exhausted because each class I was attempting to take in all the information I could, sort through it, and find the correct place for it to fit neatly back into my brain…this just wasn’t happening. So I have resolved to allow myself to have an unkept workspace for a bit.  Concepts aren’t going to be neatly tied up, I’m going to leave my supplies sprawled out ready to be picked up again tomorrow, but good work is being done. I am mid-process. Even if I stuck with the visual of a suitcase…I am still not convinced that in three years I am going to have my bag neatly packed up (and I’m ok with that). But as I sit in the middle of this messy, challenging, overwhelming, unkept workspace, I know that this is a journey worth taking, and some beauty will come out of it in the end.

Picture from aforestfrolic.com

a small bundle of thoughts on this transition

I moved to Pasadena three weeks ago...Three weeks ago I stepped onto an airplane, flew across the country to a place I knew no one, and began my life on the West coast. It's still crazy to me. At times I feel like it's just a vacation and I'll be flying back to the south east any day now, yet there are days when this is starting to feel like home. (note: now that classes have started, those times when it feels like I'm on vacation haven't really come around much...how odd.) 

Still very deep in the transitioning process, I do want to think through a few of my first thoughts and impressions of this new place. Thus, my incomplete, rambling-style, mid-processing, bullet point list...

• My life on the West coast seems to turn at a more relaxing pace.  We were told during one of the Welcome Week events that life is just slower here. One student explained, "If someone tells you to be somewhere at 10, they really mean 10:30." I've found this to be partially true. Most things seem to actually start on time, but there is no doubt that I feel a much more relaxed and at-ease feeling in the air. This is partially due to my feet and bike being my two main sources of transportation here. I have found that I don't rush from place to place, I don't make unnecessary trips, and life has just simplified. I am so thankful for the ways I have felt myself slow down the past few weeks.  
• Surprise! Sara Hunt is actually excited to be back in the academic world.  I know, those of you closest to me are laughing...it's ok :) I've surprised myself. (Don't get too crazy, my body still has a limit on time I can physically sit in the library.) My year off after grad school was intentional and very much needed. School and academics have never been an all consuming part of my life, and there were times along the way that I hated school. But I'm back (for three more years) and I really am loving it. I found myself happy to be back in the classroom, and excited for the conversations and things to be taken in! This quarter I am taking Greek, New Testament 2 (Romans-Revelation), and Globalization, the Poor, and Christian Mission. So far...lots and lots of reading and writing, but it is going to be good! 
• There is such rich diversity around me. Now I am not talking about the kind of diversity that some  flaunt in brochures or on their websites to try to convince you of diversity. Truth: this place is diverse. Pasadena and LA are full of people from all over the world and of different walks of life, but more specifically I never belonged to a community as diverse as Fuller. The ethnic and theological diversity were reasons I chose to come to Fuller, and that hasn't disappointed. If anything, it is even more so than I expected. Being around people so vastly different than myself can be uncomfortable at times and it has been. But I know that this is stretching me and I am getting an experience I'm not sure I could get anywhere else. 
• I feel very (very) far away from you people back home.  I am far away and there are times when that is so extremely evident. Our community here had a retreat this weekend (fabulous time!) and many of us who have just moved here were discussing this experience of leaving the communities and people back home whom we love deeply. One of my new friends Faith expressed this process in a beautiful way and one that was helpful. She described the experience  as both physically and emotionally uprooting ourselves. I feel uprooted. Friends, memories, places, the feeling of being known, comfort, all things "home" feel to me as if they're those little loose bits of dirt that fly all over the place as roots are tug up from the ground. I know very confidently that my relationships back home are still there-but it is different. Faith continued to express how she felt there was some sort of a grieving process that had to happen in these transitions. A grieving of what once was. I don't want to lose the things I have been uprooted from, so I have this horrible gut reaction to the word "grieve" associated with those things. However, I am here. I need (and want) to be fully present, invested, and alive in this place. I want to put down new, deep roots here, and to fully do that I have to loosen my grips of the ground that was (and will always be) home. 
• I could not be happier that this is where I have landed for a season. Not much elaboration on this one folks. I love it here! Community takes time to develop, but I am hopeful, and it is happening! The people here are authentic, caring and a ton of fun! I am thankful for this place, and looking forward to the next three years with great anticipation!

settled in on the west coast

I have been here a little short of two weeks and thus far I love life in Pasadena! The weather is beautiful, the people are genuine and so nice, and I am appreciating the slower, relaxed pace of life. Classes start this upcoming Tuesday so I am hoping to post some thoughts on the transition before things get crazy!

In the mean time, I am way excited about how my space here is turning out and wanted to share some pictures! I am thankful to have a room to retreat to, find rest and peace in, and if we're lucky get some studying done in as well! I wish I could have you all over to see my house in person...unfortunately the plane ticket/expenses seem a bit excessive. (But hey, come on over!) For now...these will have to do. Enjoy!

Reading chair! Foreseeing lots...and lots
of reading in the coming years.

I wanted to create an inviting, bright, and peaceful
environment. I'm happy with how it turned out!

My pallet bed! Found three beautiful
pallets to use as a bed-one of my favorite pieces. 

MY YELLOW COUCH!
(look...a place for friends to sleep, come visit)

So much natural lighting! 

Ready (or not so ready) for this
bookshelf to start to fill up very soon.

A few details that make me happy:

photo recap: tour de friends

In the past two weeks I have covered a lot of ground, spent time with some of my favorite people, passed out some sweet koozies, had many beautiful life-giving conversations, and have been filled to the brim with encouragement and love for the journey ahead. A little photo recap to officially wrap up tour de friends...

Nashville

Atlanta (round #1)

Birmingham! (Avondale with these awesome Bham peeps)

Lunch with with my favorite office

Dinner at Micah's house

Sixth Annual Labor Day@the Lake House! So much love for these people. 

Mama&Papa Hunt (thankful for these two!)

Jeff city for a fun night. Love these two crazies! #lifetogether

Winston Salem to visit some Wake Div pals!

Atlanta (round #2)...unfortunately the only picture we got,
but very telling of how the weekend went. Seems about right 

It's been fun! Tour de friends was a huge success! Thank you Terra, Meg, Marilee, and Molly for the incredible hospitality along the way. I am looking forward to this transition after an amazing two weeks with some of the greatest people I know! Feeling energized, loved, and ready for this next season! Now...everyone come on out to Pasadena and we can have a little tour de friends#2. 

I mean...come on, you know you want to :)

2,073 mile journey

In roughly fourteen days I will be moving my life to Pasadena California to begin my studies at Fuller Theological Seminary. (Two weeks people!!) As I prepare for this cross-country move I have found the majority of my conversations revolving around Fuller, and how I've found my way there. "What made you choose Fuller?" "Why California??" "California?...I thought you were moving up north?" "What do you hope to learn out there?" "Are you excited?" That's the easiest one to answer- YES!

As I step forward (with great excitement, hopeful anticipation, eagerness, and a healthy dose of fear of the unknown),  I am thankful for a moment to pause and reflect on how I got to this place, and what I hope these next three years to be.

(While visiting Fuller a few months ago, I jotted down notes throughout the weekend. I returned to the notebook recently and found these words (among others) that reflect my experience.)

There is a phrase that has never sat well with me, a phrase I often hear yet have never been able to identify with, "Called to seminary." I don't think there is anything inherently "wrong" with this idea...but personally I have never felt "called to seminary." (Perhaps some might feel I should not be there if I don't directly feel called to this place, but I would disagree). I am called to take part in God's redemptive kingdom work on this earth, I am called to the ministry of Jesus Christ, I am called to love my neighbor. This calling is taking me to seminary, to gain what I feel to be necessary knowledge and tools to continue this ministry in my life. Seminary being a part of the process, not the calling itself.   While visiting Fuller someone spoke directly to this idea during a time of Q&A. They said, "We are not simply called to seminary- we have a calling far beyond what happens in these classrooms." I look forward to the next three years as I am stretched, challenged, broken, and equipped for ministry. A current student phrased it this way "Fuller is a place that equips passionate people to do what they already love." I think I'm going to like this place...

Fuller is a diverse community made up of students from roughly 70 countries and representing over 100 denominations. The more days I spend in this world the more I'm reminded of the rich diversity within the family of God. Our God is immensely creative (good quality for a creator to possess, yea?) and we have so much to learn from each other. I am extremely thankful for my upbringing. I was raised in a loving, inclusive church within the Cooperative Baptist Fellowship network. As a young female called to ministry I fully grasp how fortunate I am to have called this place home for 23 years. This circle I've been nurtured, encouraged, and brought up in will always be home, and I am thankful for it. That being said, this girl is ready to explore a little bit, get away from home for a while. I am ready for an adventure! I am excited to share life with people who are vastly different that me. I look forward to having conversations and learning from individuals who think, look, believe, act, speak, and come from different walks of life than me, such is the kingdom of heaven.

A dear friend of mine once gave some advice that I have held close ever since. She said "listen for you heart to come alive, and lean into that." [Sorry for paraphrasing :) ] Simply put, while visiting Fuller I felt my heart come alive. I awoke to my passions, my hopes, my ability to dream- I felt alive, fully human, and I hope that is a sign of what's to come in the next three years.

expanding our grasp on community

Confession: It has been way to long since I posted. In my defense, I had reflections/important bits of life that I was ready to post about multiple times in the past month and a half (lots of stuff going on!) however...I couldn’t for the life of me remember my stinkin log-in. Finally...we have solved this issue and I’m back! (Just in time for a crazy whirl-wind of a month!)

So in my first post or so I mentioned hopes of this being a place where I could process through ordinary, and not-so ordinary, adventures I find myself in...this particular post is for one of those that meets the “not-so” criteria. My adventure of life recently took me across the world, on a trip to Kenya! 

I was fortunate enough to be a part of the Passport Kenya team this summer!  Coming fresh off a full summer of camp we hopped over to Kenya ready for another go round! After a quick layover in London (woo olympics!) and a flight with none other than the President of Kenya (whaat?), we arrived and hit the ground running!  Passport Kenya is a cross-cultural camping experience, a time for Kenyan and American students to come together to do camp, and thematically speaking this summer, do Life Together. And that is precisely what we did. We had around 50 students total (roughly half from America, and half from Kenya) come together for camp-Bible study, worship, silly songs, recreation all the things we know and love about camp. For the majority of the week I felt like I was back in Wingate, Macon, DC, St. Louis, Dallas, simply doing camp. There were many times that our Life Together felt so similar that I would let the fact that we were on the other side of the world slip away from me. That is until that part where I opened my eyes to the beautiful green green mountains, allowed my lungs to breathe in deeply the rich clean Africa air and was constantly struck by God’s incredible creation. 

Overall our time together in Kenya felt so normal. Please don’t hear me saying that this trip was anything less than extraordinary, but there was a strange normality of it all that kept catching me off guard. At the beginning of the week there was some natural hesitance (but please, anyone who has worked youth camp can attest to that happening whether the students are from different schools, different towns, or in this case, countries). Once the initial awkward interactions were out of the way, our students began warming up to each other and I watched something beautiful happen. Teenagers being teenagers. They jammed out to the hit songs during van rides (screaming to “turn it up!”, they played hackie sack, talked about cute boys, snacked (or enjoyed chai time in our case), and had side conversations during Bible Study non-stop (see what I was saying...so normal!) :) I was happily surprised (and I think the same could be said for our students), but our much they all had in common. One night in reflections/debriefing time, one of our students spoke to simply being human, our humanness. As if we hadn’t hit home enough on this all summer, surprise surprise... Our human core, our ability to simply be human, comes most alive in the context of authentic community, when we live into our Life Together as humanity. 

Just as I was beginning to think I had grasped a full understanding on this whole Life Together thing, just when I was beginning to think “ok, awesome theme, we’ve got it...community, check” the wind began stirring in a new way. During our time in Kenya we took a trip to Nakuru national park to camp out, see a crazy number of animals in their natural home (how kind of them to let us stay a few nights) and explore creation. While there we had a few casual worship services and time to gather some thoughts as a group. This is when it was brought to my attention (thank you Sam Harrell) that perhaps in our thorough exploration of community, we have been been leaving out a rather essential element in God’s narrative of Life Together. Perhaps we have been so consumed by the characters and plot line (all of great importance), that we have failed to give any attention to the setting itself: Earth. Yes we as humans are a vital part of God’s creation, but let us open our eyes, we are not the only element. The trees, mountains, birds in the air (turns out there’s insane diversity in birds alone), lions, safari ants (rather annoying little buggers!), flowing streams, I could go on. Let’s be real, we got pretty lucky with God’s choice of setting for this story. 

Now the setting for this life isn’t one that goes untouched, not nearly indestructible, and we are foolish if we continue to believe that we personally don’t have an impact on this Earth. What a beautiful, intricate, surprising, very much alive world we inhabit.

So I have been challenged, what can I do to help it remain that way, help it maintain it’s liveliness. I’m not talking about moving out into the woods, giving up AC/running water, and living in a tree house the rest of my life (while, there are some pretty cool ones!). I’m talking simple, do-able steps...trying to make an effort each day. Just as we have found to be true with our Life Together, our community with other human beings, this too takes intentionality. Caring for God’s creation unfortunately hasn’t found it’s way into my innate natural instinct. We’ve got to put some intentionality into this. Just a few I’m getting started with...

-The 3 R’s http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShC0RqSANr4

-Cutting out meat/dairy 

(ok soap box really quick...)did you know 

it take 441 gallons of water to produce 1 pound of beef?! 

50 percent of the corn grown in the US is used to feed animals. Meaning, 1.2 billion humans don’t have food on their plate, but we are busy plumping up those cows, pigs, and chickens

Beautiful rain forests are being erased to make room for cattle grazing. 

(all these fun (ok-not so fun) facts are borrowed from Alicia Silverstone’s The Kind Diet, 2009.)

-Walking/biking/public transportation/skipping/etc. (Once I make my move to California, I’ll car free! Going somewhere within a few miles from home? Consider leaving the car parked)

-Gardening (ok, this is going to happen)

May we be intentional to remember that we are just a portion of God’s creation, instructed to care and respect the other elements we are so fortunate to be able to enjoy. How sad it is that it takes a trip across the world to be reminded, let us live in a way that continues to care go God's creation, all of creation. So, mountains, rain, water buffalo...welcome to the Life Together party (I apologize it's taken so long).

we were made for this

"I would not know how to be human, how to think as a human being, how to walk as a human being, how to talk or how to eat as a human being except by learning from other human beings. I learn to be human by associating with other human beings. We are this, according to the Bible, made for family. We're made for community, we're made for togetherness, we're made for friendship. We're made to live in a delicate network of interdependence for we are made for complimentary. I have gifts you don't have. And you have gifts I don't have. Thus we are made different of that we can know our need of one another. And this is a fundamental law of our being." Archbishop Desmond Tutu

In just five hours 70 youth and their adult leaders will be joining us here at Cliff Temple Baptist Church. Camp 2012 is officially here! We are looking forward with great anticipation to welcome these friends into Life Together with us this summer. We have worked hard, and we are ready!

It has been quite the week. Full days of training, getting our bearings straight in a new city, unexpected curve balls, and little sleep. But God is good...all the time. And God is in this place. For that we are thankful.
I'm excited to introduce you to the 2012 Passport Missions 2 staff,

 Elizabeth Maye is our hospitality coordinator. This girl beams the joy of Christ, and has the gift of hospitality. I am thankful for her dedication to her job, her love for Passport, and her excitement to invest in the lives of these campers!
Marilee Betz is our pastor. I am so grateful that she is here for this journey. Marilee has already been a pastoral presence for this team bringing with her a deep spirit of peace.  I cannot wait to see her love these campers, and preach each night!
These two women are gifts. They remind me what this is all about. I am thankful for our community, our togetherness, our friendship. I look forward to sharing these things with our camp community this summer!



The Creator of the universe is calling us into,what Tutu describes as a"delicate network of interdependence." The Creator is calling us to be humans together.

Happy Opening Day!