Good Intentions Are Dead

I'm so bad at blogging it's out of this world. Are these supposed to be updated daily? Weekly? Whenever the Spirit moves me? I'm not sure.

So, I got my financial aid check (yay!) and I'm looking at where I should tithe. I know that we are supposed to give back to the church, but the Bible doesn't say that I have to attend that church. And, aren't we all, as the body of Christ, the church anyways? And these buildings we meet in are just micro churches to the big gigantic church that we are all apart of? Well, if they are, I think that some churches are in more need then others. Financially and socially speaking. So, I'm looking for something that has two or more people coming together to do some good.
Invisible Children is where I went first. I love this organization and have followed if pretty faithfully. Except for those early days I spend in that convent at the beginning of the year. I'm still in that convent, but they unlock my door every now and then to let me get out into the real world so that I can make sure that the sky is still blue and North Korea hasn't blown us all to smithereens yet.
So yes, back to Invisible Children. They promote awareness to the social issue of children soldiers in Uganda. This has exploded! Thanks to the awareness that they have raised real changes are being made. And the best part, the movement directly supports the programs. Meaning that your money goes to help people. Not pay for 1st class tickets for the camera man. How often does that happen?
OK, I'm plugging my love for them, yes I know. So what I really wanted to talk about was a blog entry that they posted.

http://blog.invisiblechildren.com/2010/08/discuss-does-being-a-foreigner-make-you-qualified-to-help-in-the-developing-world/


This made me think of how many missions we all go out on in the name of Jesus. Why do we go out to proclaim the name of the Lord? Give shoes? Build a building? Make them dinner and invite them to worship then leave a week later and never talk to these people again? Was a seed planted? Well, I certainly hope so. But this simply is not enough. It is not enough to go and give a pair of shoes and say that we told someone in a foreign country about Jesus and kick rocks a week later with the thought that we've done something noble. People need relationship!!!
Isaiah 64:6 says "all our righteous acts are like filthy rags" We can go out and kiss the head of every orphan in the world and tell each and everyone of them that Jesus loves them. And that kid may, or may not know what that means and we can still go to hell. To show them Jesus would be to show them love. The same love that He showed us when he did that crazy cross thing. Remember that? When he was beaten beyond recognition and nailed to a cross and left to die an innocent man in between two guilty ones. All for people that were already dead, who were killing him, and who weren't even in existence yet. He had, and still has, and always will have, an invested interest in us. Shouldn't we show the same love and interest in each other, who were created in His image? Give something more? Give our lives and education to become the best givers that we possibly could?
I know that I'm posing a lot of questions. But I feel that to really really help people, it takes more then a small act of kindness, it takes an act of interest. And then from that interest a choice. We can either chose to make a difference, and really show them what Jesus is about, love. A love that we can all have for eternity Or we can chose to simply help someone so we can make it all about us, give ourselves a good pat on the back and some cool pictures we can upload onto our facebooks.

Tis the Back to School Season

Greetings my two followers!!! First my apologies in my current flakiness. I live under the authority of several strict mothers who I'm sure will say that Im not a true believer due to my internet addiction. ( private joke... I would certainly hope that someone will get it)
Anyways, it is know that summer is winding down and we are now heading into fall. The sun is disappearing earlier and earlier every night, and there is that slight chill in the wind fortelling the crispness of fall to come. And, more importantly, it's the beginning of school! Now, going back to college could be scary for anyone, first time freshmen and veterans alike. But it can be even more daunting when we are going onto college campuses that dont exactly welcome Jesus with open arms. Let's face it, no one is exactly thrilled to be the minority, especially on such issues like spirituality.
This is where my good friend James has come in to give me the boost that I need!

James 1: 1-4 NASV

1James, a bond-servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ, To the twelve tribes who are dispersed abroad: Greetings. 2 Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials,
3 knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. 4 And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.

So, now when we are all walking around our campuses and hear a G-Damn or hear that evolution is truth, let us remember that it is our faith in our Lord Jesus Christ that will get us through these spiritual trials. And let us be joyful in the diversity of our campus!!! What better place to show others Jesus and exersize our faith muscles?

I can say for myself that as a Christian, being on an unsaved campus is exactly where I should be.

a beginner's tale

I guess that in the first blog the writer is supposed to engage the reader about how they have some kind of deep need inside of them to tell the world all their thoughts and opinions.
I'm writing this blog because the Lord told me to. No, He did not come in a booming voice from the sky, He did not throw down a lighting bolt in the shape of a keyboard, nor did He spell out B-L-O-G in my alphabet soup. I just knew that he wanted me to start posting my writings out on a much more public forum then my own personal journals that I never share with anyone. You can see that this is a big step in obedience for me.
I've really had this feeling about how I need to start this blog for months, and was using the excuse that I didn't have a name that was catchy or eye provoking to keep me from actually starting it. A couple of nights ago some friends and I were throwing some names around and one of them said "Kellie's Couch". I defiantly didn't want my name in it, it would feel to self-absorbed then, and I'm already self absorbed enough as it is, but I did like the sound of "the couch". I can't really tell you why, but I was so sick of trying to think up a name that I knew that I should just take "the couch" and run with it. It's quirky, and I guess that best represents me.
What I would want most out of this blog is for it to grow. That the Lord takes it in the exact direction that He would want it to go. I pray that when I sit down to type these words, that someone will see them. That they will take a second look, maybe a twenty second look, and the sacrifice that Jesus made on the cross for us, and put past misconceptions about Christianity behind them.