I thank you for your honesty, vulnerability, and willingness to put pen to paper. I wish sometimes I had your bravery and your positivity to live life to it's fullest - to take risks, jump straight into the deep end, and laugh the whole way there. I am forever inspired by you and I don't tell you enough. I feel lame writing this in my blog rather than to you in person but it feels more raw to share this with whoever is listening. May I continued not to be stuck in my past but rejoice in my present.
I miss you and I love you.
- My typical work attire is jeans, t-shirt, and converse.
- I get to have late conversations in the middle of a parking lot outside of Boba Loca
- I get the opportunity to bake for my students without fear of allergies, health restrictions, and school policies
- I am called Monte again. No more of this Ms. Montecuollo.
- I get to see students stretched out of their comfort zones and take risks.
- I get to see Jesus and the Holy Spirit move on campus.
- I get to be at the forefront of change and transition (the good kind).
- I wake up at 8 am. Believe me, this is a blessing when my previous job had me up at 5:30 am.
- I get to ride a scooter onto campus.
- Did I mention the part about the scooter, oh yes - it's awesome.
My love for Northridge, for CSUN, and even for ministry is growing exponentially. All the difficult things that can seem overwhelming just melt when I remember how much I actually love my job. I never thought I would say that. After a year of pain, struggle, frustration, and exhaustion I never thought I would come to a place where I actually love what I do. After a year of feeling unseen, unheard, forgotten, left out, alone, betrayed, a failure - now I feel that no matter what I feel, Jesus actually is in the hardship with me. Because let's face it, I still feel those things sometimes but they no longer over take me.
In short, I just love my job, my city, and my students.
I love that the people I work with have a passion for Jesus.
I love that the students want to be bold and take risks, even when it makes them feel uncomfortable.
I love that my students are no longer satisfied with a "cardboard Jesus" faith, and want more.
I love that my students engage with the Holy Spirit. And even when they don't, they ask themselves "why not" and they sit in the tension of that.
I love that my students care for the needs of their friends around, even putting others before themselves.
I love that my students listen - not just to me, but to each other, to their friends, to the Holy Spirit.
I love that my students speak out against injustice and it breaks their hearts to see others in pain.
I must be eating my words when I said I would never do InterVarsity Staff. I won't say I will never do stuff again, because it can be just the thing that is the most life giving.