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	<title>Campus Target &#187; Aidan</title>
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		<title>Rain Down</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 21:08:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Our eyes revealed a sight even more impressive than the rain's previous advance: the wall of rain had stopped at the edge of the lake, merely fifty feet from our position. We laughed and praised God, and the water receded, dissipating.]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sunday afternoon, our team and fifty of our friends gathered by the lake for a goodbye picnic. We wanted a final chance to connect with everyone before heading home, so we told them to arrive when they could and bring some snacks to share. After asking God to bless us with good weather and opportunities to glorify Him during our picnic, we were all optimistic as the event approached. As we relaxed on the lakeside, talking and laughter radiated from our group like warmth from a nighttime fire. In the sky above, however, something different was happening. The clouds swirled and darkened, foreboding a heavy subtropical storm. Before our party was even halfway through, friends began asking if we should end early and try to beat the storm. However, we remembered the prayers from earlier, and we stood firm. We assured our friends: “We asked God not to let it rain today, so don&#8217;t worry!” No sooner had we uttered these words than the clouds on the other side of the lake opened up and released a torrential wall of precipitation. As the forefront of the storm raced across the lake toward our gathering, we stared full of awe at the amazing sight. With seconds remaining, we prepared for the inevitability of the oncoming downpour. But it never came. We looked more closely to see what had happened. Our eyes revealed a sight even more impressive than the rain&#8217;s previous advance: the wall of rain had stopped at the edge of the lake, merely fifty feet from our position. We laughed and praised God, and the water receded, dissipating.</p>
<p>This is my last blog from C-Land for the next three months, and the end of this trip has been an amazing one. God has been raining down His blessings on us and the work here. We have had so many opportunities to show people His greatness. I am thrilled to be coming home to see all of my friends and family, and I&#8217;m also already excited to return here to see the work continued.</p>
<p>Aidan</p>
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		<title>Almost There</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 21:02:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The end of my trip has finally arrived. In two weeks, I will again step out onto American ground. I have pictured... ]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The end of my trip has finally arrived. In two weeks, I will again step out onto American ground. I have pictured that moment often in the past nine months. I&#8217;ve wondered how it will feel. Will I be stepping back into familiarity, like returning home after a long day of work? Will I be out of touch with American life? I have spent the duration of this trip adjusting to a new culture; I don&#8217;t know if I can still fully identify with my old one. Things have surely changed. I expect it will take some time for readjustment. As I ready myself for this change, I still have work to accomplish. There are at least seven students whom I need to meet and say goodbye to for the summer. I need to make sure that my friends who have grown closer to God will not turn back when we leave, but will continue moving forward. This time of year holds a little bit of pressure for us as workers.</p>
<p>However, there is one thing of which I&#8217;m completely assured: it is not my responsibility alone. God loves these people, and He will continue working in their lives whether I am here during the summer or not. It is His desire to see them become members of His kingdom. So while the enemy attempts to spread lies into our minds, fill us with doubt, and overwhelm us with pressure, we take heart. We know in faith that God is moving in this place, and we return home fully trusting that He is not leaving. He has begun a work in this country that He plans to see completed. With two weeks left, I&#8217;m trusting that God still has amazing things to do here.</p>
<p>Aidan</p>
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		<title>Hunger</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 20:40:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The key ingredient to a disciple's growth isn't our methods, earnestness, or skill. The key is his hunger. We can follow every other guideline for successfully facilitating someone's growth in God, but if he doesn't have an inner desire to grow, it will just be futile. ]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tank and I had been trying to meet with Durk for over a week before he finally agreed to have dinner with us on Thursday night. Durk is a regular member of our fellowship, and one of the more committed guys who have joined the family so far. Tank and I saw a potential for growth in him, and we wanted to aid him by facilitating that growth. At our last fellowship, we asked him if he wanted to get together to have an accountability/discipleship group. After we explained the concept, he didn&#8217;t seem thrilled about it, but he agreed to try it out. In spite of his reluctance, we set up a meeting. When Thursday night came around, the three of us met near his campus and then went to a local restaurant where we knew we could have some privacy. As Tank and I began to explain what we had in mind, he only grew more concerned. We tried answering some of his questions, but he was reluctant to even explain fully what was troubling him. Eventually, he clearly stated, “I don&#8217;t think this is something I have to do. I don&#8217;t want to do it.” His words were shocking; the normal Asian politeness in his voice was absent. I reassured him that it was alright and that we weren&#8217;t going to force him to do anything, and then we spent the rest of the night just eating and chatting.</p>
<p>We recently received some training in discipleship methods, and the first principle we learned proved distinctly true that night. The key ingredient to a disciple&#8217;s growth isn&#8217;t our methods, earnestness, or skill. The key is his hunger. We can follow every other guideline for successfully facilitating someone&#8217;s growth in God, but if he doesn&#8217;t have an inner desire to grow, it will just be futile. So we&#8217;re going to work with Durk from where he&#8217;s at. We can&#8217;t force him to grow if he doesn&#8217;t want to, so we&#8217;re going to start trying to inspire a hunger for God in him. Ultimately, God&#8217;s the one who will do the work. He has promised that He will “transform our hearts,” and we&#8217;re trusting in Him to do that for Durk.</p>
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		<title>Skit</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 20:14:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Do you guys have any questions?” We sat in silence for ten or fifteen seconds, and then one girl in the front row raised her hand. “If he was God, why didn't Jesus save himself from dying?” ]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sunday afternoon, fifteen friends gathered in our apartment for an Easter celebration. We wanted to show them the joy that the holiday brings us, so we tried to create an atmosphere to reflect it. Upon their arrival at our apartment, we greeted them warmly and welcomed them to some snacks. As everyone started to settle in, Summer stood up and gathered their attention. “Who wants to play some games?”</p>
<p>Most people came with a friend or two, but at large the entire group was strangers. However, after Summer led us in some playful activities, everyone was feeling a lot more comfortable with each other. “We&#8217;d like to take some time and show you guys what Easter is really about,” we said. “So we prepared a skit for you. We hope you guys like it.” As Summer, Sonata, and Sonata&#8217;s brother Hurley came out in costume, the crowd fell silent, their eyes focused on the performers. The sound of African drums filled the room through our speaker system, and the mood instantly changed. Our three actors &#8211; respectively playing Humanity, Satan, and God &#8211; began their well-rehearsed performance as our friends watched intently. They acted out the gospel message for our friends, and the remainder of us sat wondering how they would receive it.</p>
<p>According to plan, I stood up as the drama concluded, and I explained the meaning of what they had just seen. I drew to a close and said, “Do you guys have any questions?” We sat in silence for ten or fifteen seconds, and then one girl in the front row raised her hand. “If he was God, why didn&#8217;t Jesus save himself from dying?” I breathed a sigh of relief. They understood. “That&#8217;s a great question. Let me explain&#8230;”</p>
<p>We spent about thirty-five minutes answering all of their questions. It was clear that God was moving that day. As our time here has continued nearing its conclusion, He has been giving us more and more opportunities to share the truth with our friends. We have been trying to remain faithful, taking every chance we get to spread the word.</p>
<p>Aidan</p>
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		<title>Snowballing</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 19:56:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I turned to say goodbye to my last friend and leave. Of course, with wide eyes looking ready to tear up, he said, “Okay, you guys are going to get food?” At that point, I figured one more wouldn't hurt. “Yeah, wanna come along?” His face immediately turned to excitement. “Yeah!”]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After two and a half hours at the English Corner, Tank and I were about ready to head out. “Wanna sneak out of here and grab some food?” he asked. “Sure, I want to invite Iguana, though. I haven&#8217;t gotten a chance to really talk to him tonight.” “Yeah, alright. Just him, though,” was his response. Walking directly up to Iguana, I said, “Hey, we&#8217;re gonna get out of here. Do you want to join us for some food really quick before we head home?” Without even answering me, he turned to the two people next to him and said, “Do you guys want to come?” Suppressing a laugh, I bit my tongue as I allowed him to extend the invitation. Of course, they were in. Then the four people standing on the other side of them overheard the conversation and piped up, “Oh, you guys are going for food with Tank and Aidan? We&#8217;ll come along!” Determined to get out of there before it snowballed any further, I turned to say goodbye to my last friend and leave. Of course, with wide eyes looking ready to tear up, he said, “Okay, you guys are going to get food?” At that point, I figured one more wouldn&#8217;t hurt. “Yeah, wanna come along?” His face immediately turned to excitement. “Yeah!”</p>
<p>Furtively stealing away from the English Corner to get some food before leaving morphed quickly into a meal with eight friends. Things tend to do that sometimes. We can try to routinize our activities, but we still have to be ready to react when things get mixed up. With such play-it-by-ear work here, plans can change within a moment&#8217;s notice. Fortunately, this has provided me with the chance to learn two awesome lessons. First: surrender all of my plans to God. No matter what I have in mind, it generally never happens exactly as I want. Second: be open to the leading of the Holy Spirit. This is something in which I still have a lot of room for growth, but opportunities abound here.</p>
<p>Aidan</p>
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		<title>Ninja Attack</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 19:37:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Crouched patiently in a bathroom stall, I peered through the crack in the door as I waited for my target to arrive. ]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Crouched patiently in a bathroom stall, I peered through the crack in the door as I waited for my target to arrive. Though my makeshift ninja mask made it slightly difficult to breathe, I focused every ounce of my energy on being absolutely silent. After minutes of lying in wait, I finally saw what I had been waiting for. Two Americans, obviously bodyguards, walked into the restroom and halted. They inspected every visible inch, checking for signs of danger. One turned around and left, giving the all-clear signal. As the other bodyguard took his position near the window, my target entered the room. I immediately recognized the man I had been commissioned to take out. He stepped forward, standing mere inches away from the door I was hiding behind. My breathing slowed to a halt as I anticipated the culmination of my task. As he turned to go about his business, I saw the perfect opportunity for my attack. I flung the door open, jumped on the target, shouted “Ah ha!”, and leapt out of the open window, all before his guard could even respond. As I landed on the ground and ran swiftly from the scene, I heard a cry of despair echoing from the window, a testimony to the ruthless reality of my successful assassination. </p>
<p>That was Saturday afternoon. When a friend from a different team asked me to help him with his team&#8217;s activity day, I was a little hesitant. Upon hearing what my job would be, however, I was more than thrilled to oblige. One of the harder parts of living, working, and spending a majority of one&#8217;s working time with the same four or five people is learning how to work well together. That&#8217;s why the teams in our city have established regular group days. We intentionally spend time together in teams outside of a work setting so we can think of each other as more than just coworkers. We aim to build real relationships. Sometimes that means taking one night a month to make tacos and watch a movie together, but sometimes it means planning out elaborate games like the one with which I helped. The organizer of that event gave his teammates a mission: to transport him across one of the campuses on which he works while aiding him from the potential attacks of ninja assassins (me). Fortunately, he told me beforehand that he was going to stop and use a specific restroom on campus. The event provided me with a great opportunity for fun, but more than that it gave his team the opportunity to grow closer together.</p>
<p>Until next time,</p>
<p>Aidan</p>
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		<title>Decision</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 17:38:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[People were offering incense sacrifices, praying to statues, and placing money at the statues' feet. Some of the incense sticks were]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s been a while since my last update, but I&#8217;ve been up to a lot. I spent three days in a nearby city with my friend Bart, and we had a great time. I got to meet his family, visit some of the tourist attractions in the area near his home, and connect with him in a deeper way. Tank went to another friend&#8217;s hometown, so I traveled alone. Bart&#8217;s English is pretty good, but his family speaks only Cantonese. It was a little draining being able to speak only with him, but we had a lot of good conversations. On the second day, we climbed to the top of a local mountain and checked out a Buddhist temple. People were offering incense sacrifices, praying to statues, and placing money at the statues&#8217; feet. Some of the incense sticks were enormous &#8212; over six inches in diameter and six feet tall! It was an interesting cultural experience, but it was a shocking look into how devoted people are to their beliefs. Even Bart wanted to participate in some of the activities there, and he claims he&#8217;s on his way to joining the family.</p>
<p>Fortunately, God used that opportunity to allow me to speak some truth to Bart. He still has some steps to take, but I can tell he is willing to learn more and make changes. In the time since I returned, we had a week of teaching with guest speakers from the states. It was an awesome time of worship, learning, and seeking God. We received words of encouragement and prophecy from all the speakers who came through, and it was an edifying time for all of us.</p>
<p>Aidan</p>
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		<title>The Edge of Civilization</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 17:58:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One-by-one, the guides attached our harnesses to the cable, and we jumped off toward the next tree...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wednesday morning, I awoke at 5:45 am, grabbed some breakfast and a shower, and then boarded a van and headed off into the deep jungle, to the edge of civilization in northern Thailand. After driving for two hours, we reached our destination. We gazed around at the scenery. Being near the summit of a massive mountain populated with exotic trees and animals provides an imagery that words can not completely capture. The morning mist was still disappearing as thirty of my teammates and I met up with our tour guides. We donned harnesses and helmets as they explained what the day would hold for us. We would spend the next five hours zip-lining down the mountain through the Thai jungle. We began our trek and marched off toward the first tree-mounted platform. One-by-one, the guides attached our harnesses to the cable, and we jumped off toward the next tree. We soared freely and effortlessly to the next platform. It was amazing. Beautiful. Breathtakingly exciting.</p>
<p>Thirty-four platforms, four rappelling lines, and two water breaks later, we were finished. During our retreat in Thailand, we had four full days to relax and be tourists. This was just one of these days. The trip was outstanding and provided multiple once-in-a-lifetime experiences, but that wasn&#8217;t the only thing we were there for. During the first week of our trip, all of our organization met up to listen to speakers from different sides of the world in order to refocus and re-inspire us for our work. It was a wonderfully energizing time, and God definitely worked through the whole experience.</p>
<p>-Aidan</p>
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		<title>Urban Exploration</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 18:34:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One of the most interesting things we found was a restaurant twenty-eight floors from ground level. The only access to it was an... ]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not long ago, I prayed that God would give us some more interesting activities to do with our friends. A lot of our friends just want to get dinner together and then walk around campus afterward &#8211; a fun activity that can become repetitive after a while. God definitely came through for us. Wednesday night found Tank and me exploring the heart of the city with our friend Jewelry, a guy we met at an English corner a few months ago. None of us had investigated that area of the city before, so we roamed semi-aimlessly, having friendly conversation and enjoying the area. One of the most interesting things we found was a restaurant twenty-eight floors from ground level. The only access to it was an elevator up a clear shaft that provided an excellent view of the surrounding environment. With Jewelry&#8217;s help, we got to take a quick tour of the restaurant&#8217;s dining hall and view the menu as well. Unfortunately, it exceeded our price range. In total, we walked and talked for over two hours, and we had a great chance to bond with Jewelry.</p>
<p>Things have definitely been changing here lately. Classes at the local universities have all ended, most of the students have headed home for Spring Festival, and our remaining friends have a lot more free time. But new things have been happening in the spiritual realm as well. We have heard some new words from God, and the whole group has been feeling that He has some changes in store. We have been seeing more development in our friends, receiving more encouragement from everywhere, and are convinced that the movement is experiencing a renewed blessing from above. Obviously, we are all fairly excited.</p>
<p> -Aidan</p>
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		<title>Opportunity</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 21:21:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jodi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I asked God to calm my emotions and give me a pure heart. Like always, He came through. It turned into one of the most real and personal worship times I've had here or anywhere else.]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lately, I&#8217;ve been devoting a lot of my energy toward my decisions about the future. I spent a lot of time in the last week in prayer, waiting for a response. Somehow, I fell into thinking that God needed to answer those prayers in my time, and I grew impatient of waiting. By Tuesday, I was beginning to feel a little frustrated, and when combined with normal daily stressors, it put me into a bad attitude. No friends could meet with us because they were all busy with exams, so we went to the island to make some new friends. We were fortunate enough to meet one guy in the cafeteria while we were eating. Afterward, we did some necessary shopping, and that was just enough to push me beyond my limit. I was in a terrible mood when I got home, and I went to bed discouraged and disappointed with the day.</p>
<p>On Wednesday, we had a two hour meeting. We took some time to talk about practical things, and then we spent the remaining hour and a half in worship. I had a bad attitude going into the worship time, but I asked God to calm my emotions and give me a pure heart. Like always, He came through. It turned into one of the most real and personal worship times I&#8217;ve had here or anywhere else. About an hour in, a group of my teammates called me over and asked if they could pray for me. I didn&#8217;t realize they had planned to pray on everyone&#8217;s behalf, so it was a very pleasant surprise. They didn&#8217;t know quite how I was feeling, but their prayers cut right to the heart of the issue and lifted my spirits. Everyone was so encouraged by that time, the meeting ended up lasting almost three hours.</p>
<p>The stressors here are completely different from back home. Because of the language barrier and cultural differences, something like a quick trip to the store can become significantly taxing on one&#8217;s emotions. But when I remember that I have a Father in Heaven who loves and cares for me, the whole process becomes easier. It&#8217;s no longer about what I can and can&#8217;t handle; it&#8217;s about the opportunities in my life to show His faithfulness.</p>
<p>-Aidan</p>
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