I realized yesterday that birthday's are our own personal New Year :) Yesterday was my birthday FYI...I think it's a better time than ever to evaluate, be thankful for where God has brought us and be hopeful for the future.
I was talking with a friend I hadn't talked to in forever yesterday and all of a sudden she said, "You just sound so CONTENT!". And it was true! I hadn't been able to describe how I felt all day, but I realized it really was contentment. I've always tried to figure out how to be content without losing desires and dreams. The second I stopped trying to figure it out, was when contentment came. My dreams and desires have never been so big! But I'm abandoned to God's dreams and desires, which leads to TRUST, which leads to that beautiful thing called CONTENTMENT. I don't have to worry about where my life is going.
We must not confuse being uncertain about where God is leading us with being uncertain about who God is. God is not summed up in what He's done for us, rather He is summed up with his own self description when Moses freaks out and asks God who to tell Pharaoh has sent him in Exodus 3:14, "God replied, 'I AM THE ONE WHO ALWAYS IS. Just tell them, I AM has sent me to you'"....uhhh ok? We want more of a description sometimes, we want to define God by what He's done in our lives...but what about when things aren't going so well? If we only define Him by our circumstances, no wonder we get so angry with Him, when we have NO CLUE what God is ultimately doing. I've had to learn to look at the core of God, and how He's shown that to me in my life, and then I can stand on that Rock, rather than getting pummeled by my surroundings.
Just a couple of weeks ago I had to deal with this concept. I watched a movie called the Last Song, and in it the girls dad was dying of cancer. It's been 17 1/2 years since my dad died of cancer, granted I didn't grieve fully for him until 12 years after he died, but at this point I didn't think anything could really trigger in me the feelings I had when I watched this movie...the feeling I had to come to grips with though was deep anger, towards my dad! He didn't leave anything for me or my brother like a note or a video saying goodbye, I never got to actually say goodbye to him even though I saw him the day he died. He has left me a legacy of amazing people in my life who served with him and knew him, but at this moment that's not what I cared about. I was so angry that he had left without saying goodbye to me or my brother.
I called my mom and just went off! I'm super embarrassed about it now, but I was so mad. She told me that he honestly believed until the second he died that God could and would heal him. "That's stupid!", I said without really thinking first, "That's stupid! He was stupid! That's not faith! That's naivety! That's stupidity! He neglected his family, his children by not preparing better!" And on and on and on. The words felt like poison coming out, they stung my soul, and my mom's, but I couldn't stop them. I've never spoken of my dad with anything but complete respect and love. But I was pissed. I got off the phone, and did the only thing I knew how to do to calm down my spirit and I opened my Bible. I don't even remember what I read, I don't think it mattered, I just needed God's presence and to have Him sort of make sense of this for me.
Now that I think about it, whether or not I still think it was stupid or not, I can't help but admit what I DO know to be true, and that is that my dad believed in WHO God was, WITHOUT it being based on what was going to happen to him. I believe he was encompassing this fact that it's not about where God's taking us in our lives, it's not about asking questions and trying to figure it out, it's about being COMPLETELY abandoned to Jesus. My dad was being the definition of a disciple as Jesus states it in Luke 15:26..."If you want to be my follower you must love me more than your own father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters - yes, more than your own life. Otherwise you cannot be my disciple." Wow, hard to swallow for me, but I can't deny it to be true.
My dad loved me so much, and I know this. He was an amazing father. But he loved Jesus more. His life was completely submitted to His will no matter what, and he believed in the power of God. And maybe that in itself was the best gift he could have left for me, a painful but lasting example of pure faith.
I want to love Jesus more this year. I want to stop asking questions. This is a new year for me, and I am content, I am abandoned to God's will no matter what that brings, and I'm ready to put Him first. God is who He says He is, and by believing in that, at the cost of being willing to lose everything else in my life, I can truly enter into a new intimacy with Him that my soul thirsts for.
"Naturally, we are inclined to be so mathematical and calculating that we look upon uncertainty as a bad thing. We imagine that we have to reach some end, but that is not the nature of spiritual life. the nature of spiritual life is that we are certain in our uncertainty, consequently we do not make our nests anywhere." April 29th entry of My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Coffee with Aurthur
I struggle with major insecurities when it comes to my qualifications in anything. The one thing I have to constantly push out of my mind and to the feet of Jesus is my doubt in my ability. What's funny is that, just looking at me, I have no ability to accomplish the wild dreams in my mind, and yet if I just admit that and stop trying to hide that, it's then that I'm empowered by the knowledge that my dreams can only be accomplished by someone who's big enough to use me in IMPOSSIBLE ways.
Satan is sneaky. He'll get into my head that I have jumped around from job to job, place to place, idea to idea so much that I can never accomplish anything. When the TRUTH is that, whether or not it's ever understandable, God is at work. And the ONLY qualification any of us needs is the one HE gave to us on the cross, the privilege of being called a child of the King. He'll take it from there, once we accept it and OWN IT.
Case in point:
I was driving home from L.A. where I spent an awesome time with some great people, Jeff and Liz, Kaylie and Luke, Kevin and Regina, and Liz's parents Dave and Debi. We went to Disneyland and then the next day I visited a couple of churches with Jeff and Liz as they were doing some research on some awesome things happening at Southlake. After times like this I always have a hard time getting back into my car alone and driving into the unknown, or at least that's how it always feels. Lately that feeling has taken on a new meaning, a better one...but that's another story.
So I didn't want to just go home and sit around, so I thought the next best option was to check out the Starbucks downtown San Diego that I had driven by a lot that looked really cute. It's right by the water and it was a beautiful evening. I sat down inside and started to try and read a book but I could NOT focus. Usually when I'm in the type of mood I was in I just don't want to talk to anyone. I want to get lost in a book and shut the world out for a while. But God was not going to let that happen this time. There was this old man sitting out front reading the newspaper, but he was taking up both tables outside...but all of a sudden I seriously felt like I couldn't breath and was antsy and just needed some fresh air. So I just went outside and asked if I could share one of the tables with him.
I got up. I went outside. I asked if I could share a table with him. And GOD USED THAT. It takes next to nothing for God to move. He isn't dependent on us, but I think He gets the most joy out of showing us how creative He can be on where He shows up. I ended up getting into a 3 hour conversation with Aurthur, or Art as he would prefer to be called, I just like Aurthur better :). The conversation started with stories of when he was in the service, how he got from New York to living in SoCal and on and on and on.
He asked me what I was writing when he saw my notebook, and I told him it just helps me to write as I read things to really process them. Then he asked me what I like to read, and from there I talked about how I mostly enjoy books based on my faith, and from there learned he was agnostic, and the rest of the conversation consisted of him asking me questions, usually not giving me a chance to even respond...he was a sneaky old fellow...and me sharing my heart for Jesus with him.
I had no idea how to answer each question as he was asking it. I just kept praying over and over and over "Lord SPEAK" and He did. Through me. Is there any better feeling? Towards the end of the conversation he said, "Why did you get a nudge, a hint, a direction towards God since you were young and I didn't?" To that I replied, "I don't know why it didn't happen earlier, but it's happening now. What if I'm your nudge?"
Who are you a nudge to? Are you pointing people towards Christ or away from Him because of how you treat others, talk to others? This man had heard all the answers, he had been preached to, he was very intelligent when it came to religions, but he said he had never heard someone talk about Jesus with so much love and compassion and passion. PLEASE believe me I am not saying this to toot my own horn....JESUS DESERVES EVERY OUNCE OF GLORY IN THIS SITUATION. I seriously did nothing except take on an opportunity set before me, step by step, question by question.
Art and I are going to have coffee this evening :) Whether you're 26 or 86, we're all still trying to figure this thing called life out, let's do it together! Look for your opportunities! They are everywhere. I am no scholar, I have so much to learn, but I am qualified to be used in the Kingdom because God says.
Satan is sneaky. He'll get into my head that I have jumped around from job to job, place to place, idea to idea so much that I can never accomplish anything. When the TRUTH is that, whether or not it's ever understandable, God is at work. And the ONLY qualification any of us needs is the one HE gave to us on the cross, the privilege of being called a child of the King. He'll take it from there, once we accept it and OWN IT.
Case in point:
I was driving home from L.A. where I spent an awesome time with some great people, Jeff and Liz, Kaylie and Luke, Kevin and Regina, and Liz's parents Dave and Debi. We went to Disneyland and then the next day I visited a couple of churches with Jeff and Liz as they were doing some research on some awesome things happening at Southlake. After times like this I always have a hard time getting back into my car alone and driving into the unknown, or at least that's how it always feels. Lately that feeling has taken on a new meaning, a better one...but that's another story.
So I didn't want to just go home and sit around, so I thought the next best option was to check out the Starbucks downtown San Diego that I had driven by a lot that looked really cute. It's right by the water and it was a beautiful evening. I sat down inside and started to try and read a book but I could NOT focus. Usually when I'm in the type of mood I was in I just don't want to talk to anyone. I want to get lost in a book and shut the world out for a while. But God was not going to let that happen this time. There was this old man sitting out front reading the newspaper, but he was taking up both tables outside...but all of a sudden I seriously felt like I couldn't breath and was antsy and just needed some fresh air. So I just went outside and asked if I could share one of the tables with him.
I got up. I went outside. I asked if I could share a table with him. And GOD USED THAT. It takes next to nothing for God to move. He isn't dependent on us, but I think He gets the most joy out of showing us how creative He can be on where He shows up. I ended up getting into a 3 hour conversation with Aurthur, or Art as he would prefer to be called, I just like Aurthur better :). The conversation started with stories of when he was in the service, how he got from New York to living in SoCal and on and on and on.
He asked me what I was writing when he saw my notebook, and I told him it just helps me to write as I read things to really process them. Then he asked me what I like to read, and from there I talked about how I mostly enjoy books based on my faith, and from there learned he was agnostic, and the rest of the conversation consisted of him asking me questions, usually not giving me a chance to even respond...he was a sneaky old fellow...and me sharing my heart for Jesus with him.
I had no idea how to answer each question as he was asking it. I just kept praying over and over and over "Lord SPEAK" and He did. Through me. Is there any better feeling? Towards the end of the conversation he said, "Why did you get a nudge, a hint, a direction towards God since you were young and I didn't?" To that I replied, "I don't know why it didn't happen earlier, but it's happening now. What if I'm your nudge?"
Who are you a nudge to? Are you pointing people towards Christ or away from Him because of how you treat others, talk to others? This man had heard all the answers, he had been preached to, he was very intelligent when it came to religions, but he said he had never heard someone talk about Jesus with so much love and compassion and passion. PLEASE believe me I am not saying this to toot my own horn....JESUS DESERVES EVERY OUNCE OF GLORY IN THIS SITUATION. I seriously did nothing except take on an opportunity set before me, step by step, question by question.
Art and I are going to have coffee this evening :) Whether you're 26 or 86, we're all still trying to figure this thing called life out, let's do it together! Look for your opportunities! They are everywhere. I am no scholar, I have so much to learn, but I am qualified to be used in the Kingdom because God says.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Lil' synopsis on my Bible study this morning. :)
Ok, I know I just wrote in this last night, but I have got to share what God was sharing with me this morning. I had to get up really early to get the girl I work for ready for a quiz this morning, and I got back to my apartment fully planning on going back to bed, but God had other things planned...with a little help of some coffee I think this Bible study just gave me more energy then hours more of sleep would have anyways!
Disclaimer: I have no clue if you will think this is as exciting as I do, but regardless, I have found that it's almost physically impossible for me to read the Bible anymore without my notebook handy so I can write, so this little synopsis of my morning reading is mostly for my benefit, but I figure if someone else gets something out of it than all the more Glory to God! So let's go!
So I've been reading about Moses in Exodus lately, and then this morning everything else I read had a reference to Moses! And I didn't plan on doing that.
See, I love Moses, because he seriously did not have pride issues, in fact, he had the opposite! But he still obeyed (whether he was dragging his feet along the way or not, which caused problems later on down the road but I could go on forever about that and that's not what I wanted to share this morning);)
ANYWAYS, So then I was reading through some Psalms this morning and came across Psalm 77:16&19 which says "When the Red Sea saw You, O God, its waters trembled!...Your road led THROUGH the sea, Your pathway THROUGH the mighty waters, A PATHWAY NO ONE KNEW WAS THERE."(emphasis mine).
And then I was reading today's note in My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers and it references 2 Corinthians 3:18 which didn't talk about Moses directly but when I went back a few verses, specifically all the way back to 7-18, Paul speaks about the old covenant that was revealed to Moses. Moses Moses Moses! It's so incredible when God ties together portions of His word in obvious ways though. I would encourage you to read 2 Cor 3:7-18. It's awesome...speaking on the fact that even the old covenant, (revealed to Moses), which was set aside when Jesus died for us, was GLORIOUS, how much MORE GLORIOUS is this new covenant we have IN Christ?
Summary:
~Moses could not SEE how God was going to make this amazing Exodus happen and did not believe he was the one to be used for it.
~God stuck to his plan anyways, had GRACE on Moses and his constant insecurity
~God CREATED a way WHERE THERE WAS NO WAY ~ Psalm 77:16-19
~The entire thing was foreshadowing an even GREATER RESCUE from the Son of God
~We can live BOLDLY knowing that we may be inadequate, but with Christ, seas literally part to create new and POWERFUL paths. We don't do this out of obligation, but because we have been given an extraordinary gift that, if realized, leaves us with no other option than to boast in that and live for Christ!
"That old system of law etched in stone led to death, yet it began with such glory that the people of Israel could not bear to look at Moses' face. For his face shone with the glory of God, even though the brightness was already fading away. SHOULDN'T WE EXPECT FAR GREATER GLORY WHEN THE HOLY SPIRIT IS GIVING LIFE? If the old covenant, which brings condemnation, was glorious, how much MORE glorious is the new covenant, WHICH MAKES US RIGHT WITH GOD!" 2 Cor. 3:7-9 (emphasis mine)
Live in confidence today friends! I know I'm going to try to :)
Disclaimer: I have no clue if you will think this is as exciting as I do, but regardless, I have found that it's almost physically impossible for me to read the Bible anymore without my notebook handy so I can write, so this little synopsis of my morning reading is mostly for my benefit, but I figure if someone else gets something out of it than all the more Glory to God! So let's go!
So I've been reading about Moses in Exodus lately, and then this morning everything else I read had a reference to Moses! And I didn't plan on doing that.
See, I love Moses, because he seriously did not have pride issues, in fact, he had the opposite! But he still obeyed (whether he was dragging his feet along the way or not, which caused problems later on down the road but I could go on forever about that and that's not what I wanted to share this morning);)
ANYWAYS, So then I was reading through some Psalms this morning and came across Psalm 77:16&19 which says "When the Red Sea saw You, O God, its waters trembled!...Your road led THROUGH the sea, Your pathway THROUGH the mighty waters, A PATHWAY NO ONE KNEW WAS THERE."(emphasis mine).
And then I was reading today's note in My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers and it references 2 Corinthians 3:18 which didn't talk about Moses directly but when I went back a few verses, specifically all the way back to 7-18, Paul speaks about the old covenant that was revealed to Moses. Moses Moses Moses! It's so incredible when God ties together portions of His word in obvious ways though. I would encourage you to read 2 Cor 3:7-18. It's awesome...speaking on the fact that even the old covenant, (revealed to Moses), which was set aside when Jesus died for us, was GLORIOUS, how much MORE GLORIOUS is this new covenant we have IN Christ?
Summary:
~Moses could not SEE how God was going to make this amazing Exodus happen and did not believe he was the one to be used for it.
~God stuck to his plan anyways, had GRACE on Moses and his constant insecurity
~God CREATED a way WHERE THERE WAS NO WAY ~ Psalm 77:16-19
~The entire thing was foreshadowing an even GREATER RESCUE from the Son of God
~We can live BOLDLY knowing that we may be inadequate, but with Christ, seas literally part to create new and POWERFUL paths. We don't do this out of obligation, but because we have been given an extraordinary gift that, if realized, leaves us with no other option than to boast in that and live for Christ!
"That old system of law etched in stone led to death, yet it began with such glory that the people of Israel could not bear to look at Moses' face. For his face shone with the glory of God, even though the brightness was already fading away. SHOULDN'T WE EXPECT FAR GREATER GLORY WHEN THE HOLY SPIRIT IS GIVING LIFE? If the old covenant, which brings condemnation, was glorious, how much MORE glorious is the new covenant, WHICH MAKES US RIGHT WITH GOD!" 2 Cor. 3:7-9 (emphasis mine)
Live in confidence today friends! I know I'm going to try to :)
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
So I got completley cussed out the other day...
I got cussed out the other day by the girl I work for. Literally, like screaming "F&*$ YOU! F*&$ YOU! F*$# YOU!" Or another phrase was "GET THE F#%* OFF MY BACK!" Etc... You get the point. Did I mention this was in public on a Christian colleges campus? You should have seen the faces! (Part of me would have thought that part of it funny if I was not the object of ridicule at the moment). She told me to leave her, so I did. (For those of you who don't know I work as a companion for a girl who had a brain injury 7 years ago) Still no excuse for treating someone like that, especially someone like me who she only knows as a good friend of hers. (I get paid but she doesn't know, it's a complicated situation).
I in turn abandoned my responsibilities of the moment, which were making sure she got to class on time, and just left her on campus. I did however text her 5 minutes later asking if she made it to class, I couldn't help but worry a bit... The day didn't get any better, more issues with my job and her therapists getting on my back about stuff that is harder to control then they realize and blah blah blah. The details of my day would only bore you, but the reason I'm sharing this story is because I realized with my super bad day, that I have grown much more than I probably would have realized if this didn't occur.
Was I extremely pissed off/embarrassed when she verbally slashed me in public (for asking her if she was sure she wanted to eat a bag of honey roasted peanuts for lunch btw)? YES. Did I freak out and start crying and pack my bags for Oregon? NO. This may not seem like a big deal to most people, but for me, the Queen of acting on emotions, or re-acting to emotions I should say, it is a very big deal.
In my head I was just like "This sucks, but tomorrow is a new day...God is good, He is going to use this for good...and again thank God for new days." I realized in that moment just how much I've grown since I've moved. I literally, actually believe that God is COMPLETELY in control and that He has me EXACTLY where I'm supposed to be.
I have learned more about myself since moving than I have in my whole lifetime. Since I moved 5 1/2 months ago I have put myself out there like never before, met a lot of new people, tried 3 or 4 different churches (all good), tried 3 or 4 different college/career groups (NOT all good, but I'm never a real fan of these), planned a move back "home" more times than I can count, conceded to God's plan of keeping me here just as many times, dated a guy for about a month and a half, got slightly and abruptly heart broken by him within one weekend, made friends, made just acquaintances, learned that it's ok to not be best friends with everyone and just have them be acquaintances, learned to love quicker, open up my heart and actually allow others to pour into my life, became much more transparent and therefore much more authentic, learned to be less judgmental...especially towards myself. I've gone to the beach more times, gotten lost more times, and slept on an air mattress more consecutive nights than ever before in my entire lifetime.
I have been in my Bible more than ever in my entire life, I have developed a passion for Jesus that I never knew existed in me, I have been extremely frustrated at not having a real outlet for my passion, and then I have realized that my definition of an outlet was not God's definition, and that I can't hide behind "doing church things" anymore as my "outlet". I've had to give up and let Him define my outlet, which for the moment is just Him stealing me away for personal time every single day. And, surprisingly enough, I have become passionate about it and fulfilled in it!
I have learned that I will never know everything, and I have learned and been EXTREMELY humbled by the fact that the "new" revelations God shows me (or that I finally realize because I finally take time to actually look at Him) are possibly new to me but many other people already know them. I will never be able to take pride in my knowledge, I can only allow it to make me more and more in awe of the Creator of knowledge.
Throughout everything that I've been through, even in the past couple of days, I can say without a doubt that I am thankful for every single second, even if a lot of them sucked. Because the suckier the second, the greater the illuminating power of God. Even when I'm being cussed out for no reason.
I in turn abandoned my responsibilities of the moment, which were making sure she got to class on time, and just left her on campus. I did however text her 5 minutes later asking if she made it to class, I couldn't help but worry a bit... The day didn't get any better, more issues with my job and her therapists getting on my back about stuff that is harder to control then they realize and blah blah blah. The details of my day would only bore you, but the reason I'm sharing this story is because I realized with my super bad day, that I have grown much more than I probably would have realized if this didn't occur.
Was I extremely pissed off/embarrassed when she verbally slashed me in public (for asking her if she was sure she wanted to eat a bag of honey roasted peanuts for lunch btw)? YES. Did I freak out and start crying and pack my bags for Oregon? NO. This may not seem like a big deal to most people, but for me, the Queen of acting on emotions, or re-acting to emotions I should say, it is a very big deal.
In my head I was just like "This sucks, but tomorrow is a new day...God is good, He is going to use this for good...and again thank God for new days." I realized in that moment just how much I've grown since I've moved. I literally, actually believe that God is COMPLETELY in control and that He has me EXACTLY where I'm supposed to be.
I have learned more about myself since moving than I have in my whole lifetime. Since I moved 5 1/2 months ago I have put myself out there like never before, met a lot of new people, tried 3 or 4 different churches (all good), tried 3 or 4 different college/career groups (NOT all good, but I'm never a real fan of these), planned a move back "home" more times than I can count, conceded to God's plan of keeping me here just as many times, dated a guy for about a month and a half, got slightly and abruptly heart broken by him within one weekend, made friends, made just acquaintances, learned that it's ok to not be best friends with everyone and just have them be acquaintances, learned to love quicker, open up my heart and actually allow others to pour into my life, became much more transparent and therefore much more authentic, learned to be less judgmental...especially towards myself. I've gone to the beach more times, gotten lost more times, and slept on an air mattress more consecutive nights than ever before in my entire lifetime.
I have been in my Bible more than ever in my entire life, I have developed a passion for Jesus that I never knew existed in me, I have been extremely frustrated at not having a real outlet for my passion, and then I have realized that my definition of an outlet was not God's definition, and that I can't hide behind "doing church things" anymore as my "outlet". I've had to give up and let Him define my outlet, which for the moment is just Him stealing me away for personal time every single day. And, surprisingly enough, I have become passionate about it and fulfilled in it!
I have learned that I will never know everything, and I have learned and been EXTREMELY humbled by the fact that the "new" revelations God shows me (or that I finally realize because I finally take time to actually look at Him) are possibly new to me but many other people already know them. I will never be able to take pride in my knowledge, I can only allow it to make me more and more in awe of the Creator of knowledge.
Throughout everything that I've been through, even in the past couple of days, I can say without a doubt that I am thankful for every single second, even if a lot of them sucked. Because the suckier the second, the greater the illuminating power of God. Even when I'm being cussed out for no reason.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
ALL about Him
Tonight I found myself in an all too familiar-as-of-late place, asking the same question..."God what do you want me to dooooo?" I'm ready, I'm willing, but I'm still directionless.
Then in my car as I asked the question for the billionth time God was like "I want you to stop worrying about what you're supposed to do." Ok....dangit. When God speaks so clearly like that even I can't come up with a clever retort. I find myself speechless and reminded, ever so lovingly, that it is all about Him.
ALL about Him.
Q: Where am I supposed to be? A: My place, my home is in Christ
Q: What am I supposed to be doing? A: Loving God, loving people. Pouring my life out before Him
Q: Who am I supposed to be? A: A daughter of the King, seeking out who that is by being in His Word and dying to the world's standards of myself and letting myself be defined by Him and Him alone.
All of these things are right in front of us. When I take my focus off of myself and put it back on Him, then and only then do I get back on track. It takes me doing this every second sometimes until it becomes habit, and even then it's takes constant refocus. EVERYTHING is about Him, loving Him, honoring Him, serving Him, worshiping Him.
After all, He made it all about us.
Then in my car as I asked the question for the billionth time God was like "I want you to stop worrying about what you're supposed to do." Ok....dangit. When God speaks so clearly like that even I can't come up with a clever retort. I find myself speechless and reminded, ever so lovingly, that it is all about Him.
ALL about Him.
Q: Where am I supposed to be? A: My place, my home is in Christ
Q: What am I supposed to be doing? A: Loving God, loving people. Pouring my life out before Him
Q: Who am I supposed to be? A: A daughter of the King, seeking out who that is by being in His Word and dying to the world's standards of myself and letting myself be defined by Him and Him alone.
All of these things are right in front of us. When I take my focus off of myself and put it back on Him, then and only then do I get back on track. It takes me doing this every second sometimes until it becomes habit, and even then it's takes constant refocus. EVERYTHING is about Him, loving Him, honoring Him, serving Him, worshiping Him.
After all, He made it all about us.
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