Friday, May 22, 2015

Trusting not Stressing



I am super excited to be team coordinator for our church's first missions trip, which will be to Haiti this summer. This 9-day trip is made up of students from the youth group, some of their parents, and young adults.
The process for this trip has been a walk of faith, for sure.
I have been to Nicaragua for 10 days and Uganda for 2 months. I've never been to Haiti and I've never led a trip. I'm killing two birds with one stone I guess.

In many ways, the planning for this trip has gone smoothly.
But most of the time I'm feeling like I'm driving a car at 200 mph, narrowly missing precipices and pedestrians every inch of the way.

I don't know if it's possible to feel God stretching, growing, and molding you, but that's what it seems like to me. I am being physically and emotionally stretched, which is great, but not always fun to walk through.

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:6 
I don't pray enough. I know it and yet I don't change it. I sincerely hope there are prayer warriors out there interceding for this trip, because so many times I let my guard down and choose to worry instead of pray! I know, that's a horrible thing to admit to, but it's the sad truth!

One of the lessons God is teaching me is trustTrust. Trust. Trust.
when I calm myself down and really, truly, listen I can hear him saying, "Trust me, my child. Rest in me. In this world you will have trouble but TAKE HEART! I have overcome the world! (John 16:33a)."

Today, our kids ministry director at New Hope was a huge help in finding VBS crafts and activities for the 5 days we'll be holding VBS. We are guessing about a lot of things; how many of the kids will have been exposed to VBS's in the past, the age group, and even the number of kids on each day, as it could vary between 50 and 100.

That just leaves - oh... fifty million things still to do.
I'll get right on that.

Then, I look at pictures like these:
and I know it will all be worth it.

Pignon, Haiti, July 12-20th, 2015

Moriah Schmidt


Thursday, May 21, 2015

I am Going to Law School

Dear friends,

My heart could very nearly burst with excitement right now. All that I have been searching for and dreaming of in the last two years is coming to fruition: I am going to Regent University School of Law.

Three years ago, I was in a very similar situation. Law had never appealed to me, growing up. Actually, it sounded quite awful to me. When I started earning my college degree during high school, I began to think, "How can I make the most of this opportunity and use my knowledge and 'gap years' to advance God's kingdom as much as possible?"
Or something like that. One of the testimonial videos from CollegePlus showed a boy who graduated from college at 16 and had his law degree by 19. I saw it as a challenge which I inevitably took up. My first goal was to finish MY college degree at 16, not to beat any record but because I knew I could do it. And I knew I needed to push myself as hard as I could, or I would question for th rest of my life if I could have gone faster, accomplished more, saved more money.
 I wasn't quite sure about the whole law school part of the testimonial (obviously I didn't get a law degree by 19, since I am currently 20...) but it provided food for thought.
   Fast forward to the year 2012. I had successfully finished my B.A. at 16 (with a couple months to spare!). I turned 17 and decided, "Why not do law?" There were lots of ways I could use law to combat human injustices like abortion and sex trafficking, so I decided to take the Law School Application Test, with just a month or so of self-preparation beforehand. Ever been in a situation when it is QUITE obvious that you are the odd one out?
   Well, being just-turned-seventeen and surrounded by twenty- and thirty-something-year-old's made me feel inferior, to say the least.
"What the heck am I doing here?" I may have wondered at least once.
I wasn't nervous at all, surprisingly, considering that this one test could determine my future. See, I am a prolific user of the "fleece" first made popular back in the book of Judges by my good pal Gideon.
 I gave God a couple "conditions" we'll say (please remember I was seventeen).

1. I will get a score above 150.
2. I will get an internship in a law firm.
3. I will receive a full scholarship.

Yes, I said full. Yes, law tuition is sell-your-soul-to-the-devil, enslave-yourself-to-the-bank expensive these days. Again, we'll call out childhood naivety here OR childlike faith.

You may have come to the conclusion by now that I did NOT get the answer to these fleeces because I am not currently in law school.
And you would be correct.
To be more specific, God did grant me both the first and second requirements and he gave me quite the hefty scholarship for the one law school where I could envision myself. There were also offers from different schools. But all of a sudden, this was feeling like the completely wrong thing to do. One condition had not been fulfilled. But the others had. So why was I suddenly feeling like I was a hurling to the edge of a cliff, about to fall? Was I really that ungrateful? I didn't think I was... Yet there was this heavy weight on my mind and heart, telling me No, Moriah. Don't Go.

So what went wrong?

God, in His Sovereign Grace, saved the day by wrecking my plans, once again.

Looking back, NOT attending law school in the fall of 2013 was the best decision I ever made. Because, instead, I went to a little town called Adams, TN and had the most life-changing, soul-wrecking, God-touched experience I have ever had with an organization called Youth With a Mission.
If you know me very well at all, you know I am a YWAM-er (once a YWAM-er, always a YWAM-er) and you know I absolutely, positively, loved it.

If I hadn't done a DTS, God wouldn't have broken many lies I'd believed about myself.
If I hadn't done a DTS, I wouldn't understand what it's like to live in a third world country for a couple months.
If I hadn't done a DTS, I wouldn't have met the many wonderful, godly friends, including my very first best friend, who has encouraged me and grown me and inspired me countless times.
If I hadn't done a DTS, I would have entered law school NEVER having lived without my family, never having been away from home more than a few weeks, never having the experience of living in a dorm-style situation.
If I hadn't done a DTS, I very well might not have made it through the notoriously difficult first year of college (which I prayerfully believe I can now handle thanks to the experiences I've had!).

At the time though, I was devastated. What would I do with my life now? All I thought I was working towards - gone. I didn't decide to do YWAM until July, and the months leading up to that were filled with worry, confusion, and fear. God had it all along.
When I did start my DTS, I made it clear to myself that law was over. Buh-bye, dreary books and torts and contracts. Never to open again. I let myself be dissuaded with some easy excuses which I didn't know if I believed or not. There were parts of law school that I wasn't looking forward too, and I let that take up the forefront of my brain. During my DTS, law was the topic I tried to avoid. But it kept coming up, like gentle raindrops on a sun-scorched land.

Countless times since returning from DTS, I've been confronted with a situation or testimonial of someone who wanted to change the world, basically "Set the oppressed free and break every yoke" (Isaiah 58:6, my life verse) by using the law, and it has worn down the defenses I built up and brought me a realization.

When God closes a door, he opens a window.

God said "No" to me at one point, but that no was not forever. Sometimes all he wants is SURRENDER, so he can give back what you gave up, but in a more spectacular way.

I don't deserve this grace!

To make a very long story just a bit shorter, I will summarize:
I applied to Regent Law this January. I got a full tuition scholarship. I am going in the fall. 


Great are your plans, O Lord, how marvelous are your works!

(P.S.: Regent University is located in Virginia Beach, VA. I will be a full-time JD student which will take three years. I hope to become a human rights lawyer and work against abortion, human trafficking, and child slavery, among other things.)