Hopefully Sophomore Year Will Be Better??

I honestly wish I could make a very close group of friends at the University. I see groups of friends that do EVERYTHING together. And I guess I do have one at the music school, but not really..

And definitely, I have a close group of friends at Rice, but it's always been this way- even in high school. My closest friends were the ones that were the furthest distance away from me...

Hmm... one can only hope...

Exactly three months and one day later,

A prayer answered:

http://koinoniakaizelos.blogspot.com/2010/05/lord-im-praying-that-you-will-show.html

I am so thankful for this person in my life and this has been the first time I have actually been approached by someone else, as opposed to me approaching them.

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On another note, I officially consider CCF my main fellowship. I am excited for what the year will bring, and will look forward to every single Friday I go!!

As for InterVarsity, I've been having more and more issues and concerns with their style of ministry and my past experiences with them.

Don't get me wrong- IV is a very good quality fellowship. But perhaps it's not for me?

This semester, I'm going to give IV one more chance. If not, then I don't think I'll consider myself a "regular" there anymore.

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School has been great so far, and I'm very excited for the upcoming duet recital, concerto competition, and concert chorale performances. I will be a lot. It will be stressful, but so far, the year is looking up significantly from last semester!

Hoping to keep you updated,

-KKZ

Playing Piano Doesn't Mean You're a Musician; Going to Church Doesn't Mean You're a Christian

Plunk, plunk, plunk. Lots of people do it. Some for fun, some for a career, some just to mess around, some to be very serious.

I'm talking about piano, by the way...

I've met more than one person who can plunk out notes, but I would consider them a far cry from being a musician. In fact, many musicians that have lived several decades have seen the Julliard School of Music output several human "robot" pianists, bluntly put. Anyone can punch out a few notes if they sit there and practice for hours upon hours. But making it really musical- playing from a musician's perspective- that is a different story.

*Disclaimer: I'm sorry if you go to Julliard. I'm not hating on the school. And I'm sure the cases I've been told are the exception, not the norm...

The same goes for going to church.

America, founded with a Christian basis, could safely be called a "Christian" country in it's most incipient beginnings. This was because most, if not all of the new settlers belonged to Christianity and took their faith seriously. Now, this might be generalizing a bit too much, because I'm ignoring the separation from the English church and whatnot, but in general, that's kind of it in a nutshell.

Today, if you look at how the church has progressed, you see a good number of pinnacles of success, along with quite a few valleys of failure.

I found it most disappointing to discover that a close friend of mine- a relatively new Christian, but having gone to a church for over 3 years- did not even understand the purpose of Christ or even sin and morals. Yet, he called himself a "believer of Christ." Now I am in no position to judge, because only God has any right to judge. But, the fact that my friend seemed to be so on board with the whole "Christian" thing, was really offset by my discovery that he had no idea what he believed in.

My friend's story is not different from thousands of other Americans out there. And, sadly to say, though I myself have some basic knowledge, I lack soooo much!!

And I guess what's more-- I know [at least generally] what I believe in, but at the moment, am not sure whether or not I believe it. This is something I've been struggling with for the past year- when does circumstance overpower belief. Yes, I know the sunday school answer: It should never. But has that been easy to accept? Of course not. No one said anything about having it easy and being a Christian at the same time...

So, I guess I would have to say that I am very thankful for the mens discipleship group that I am part of this summer. We are studying a book about Christian theology- essentially, knowing why you believe what you believe. (Isn't that a radical idea? lol) While I do admit I've been rather apathetic at times to keep up with the group, it has definitely forced me to reevaluate my priorities. If our faith is a matter of life and death, of God-filled lives or God-less lives, of eternal or temporal significance, then why not put in more time into discovering it?

Of course, it's always easier said than done. And if it were easy to follow Christ in this very tempting world, then I think we would have no need to worry. But, as I've learned from my summer group, "discipleship and following Christ comes at a cost. Grace is free, yes, but it leads to motivation- which means work!"

So what does this post boil down to? I'm not quite sure, but I hope churches in America begin sensing the urgency of this whole degrading situation, and the apathy of so many of its members. In a way, by not addressing this issue, or doing nothing about it, the church is leading it's members into a false sense of security. Yes, they may attend or belong to a church, but is their faith legit? The church body has a purpose to unify the Christian community. Whether the church in America has been doing that? Well, that's really getting sketchy at this point...

As for discovering my faith, it's still a work in progress. And I'm totally willing to admit that, unsugarcoated.

Hopefully yours,

-KKZ

During the last two semesters, I met lot of different people within the christian fellowships at UH, Rice, UT, and A&M. As I got much closer to a lot of them, I got to see the groups of close friends that they all had. Each had a very distinct group of friends that had a very tight bond. In high school, some of them had set up their own bible studies and small groups. Some met as a group several times a week, and perhaps every day in the summer. And when one of the group was missing, everyone called him or her on their cellphone. In other words, the lack of their presence was really, really felt.

It was tough the first two semesters of college because I didn't feel I had a close group. And even at home, it wasn't like my close group of friends at church would get together and do bible studies and stuff like that.

But then after going home last week, I realized just how close and life-long of friends I really had at home. This really hit me on the last day at home, before I headed back to school. Friends from across the metro came to say goodbye, even though they weren't planning to visit the area.

Leaving was definitely tougher this time, as I came to a realization of how much my friends really meant to me. Though my friends may be a thousand miles away, I appreciate them and love them so much more after my first year at college.

To my friends, thank you for sticking with me throughout: the tough times, times of joy, times of pain times of deep sharing, times of great memories- times only the closest of friends can share.

-KKZ