Currently Listening to: “Tears” by Rush
As I wait to board my final plane to Appleton, a few thoughts are running through my head. This feeling of independence is great. There are few times like I felt I was truly on my own. Before YouthWorks, the job excursion down to West Lafayette was one of them. Obviously, all of the YouthWorks summer also felt this way. It will be good to go home, but it is hard going back in a way. I don’t feel at all smothered by my parents or my independence is gone, but it is harder to know that there is a world without having things done for me. I don’t know. This summer was great, and I can’t wait to move out and move on to the next exciting stage of my life. I look forward to going out to the Twin Cities to check on apartments and the like August 21-22 with my best friend, Dan. It will be hard to leave the Fox Valley, but I may come back some day. Until then, I look forward to what God is doing in my life right now and the upcoming future. Another thing that ties into that last thought is that I am also afraid to leave everyone and everything I know behind for a big city where I know maybe 25 people (and some of them I don’t know well enough to just walk into their apt yet!) Oh well, God leads us in directions where we are busy looking at the map saying to ourselves: “Where am I going?” It’s funny, because this summer that is what I was saying for the first half of the summer. I was upset I was working for Kodak in a mind-numbingly boring job that was going nowhere. But because of those 6 or so months working for them, it helped land me the job at the Service Center! If it weren’t for that experience, maybe I would be crawling back to some other job when I got back…
Lesson learned: Trust in God and the way He has things unfold in our lives. Plus, those lame jobs (my night janitor job at Appleton Medical Center, being a server at TGI Friday’s, the customer service rep at Kodak, and countless experiences) bring about great stories to tell others and lessons learned. Some people have terrible hardships in their lives, and I believe part of the reason they go through those awful things is because they can share their stories and get lessons for their lives. I’ve seen great change in students week-to-week because of stories and lessons the Lakota people have shared, my stories, and the stories of the staff.
What does your story teach others? What lessons have you learned that you can share firsthand because you’ve experienced them?
I will always have that map wondering where I am going. Sometimes we think the advice of some other people or ourselves will get us to where we need to go. Truly, God gives direction and your plans are way different than what God has planned for us. It is hard to rely on God in these times, because we love to plan what are lives will become. I feel like I want to wrestle control from God, but when I do, I never know where I am headed! When I hand that control back to God (most of the time reluctantly, but sometimes with great joy), things come together even if I don’t understand why they happen in certain ways. Like why this past year have I become fueled with passion for fighting for justice and for people who can’t fight themselves. Why have I started longing for great community and rejecting parts of Americanized Christianity? Has it been the books I’ve been reading? The places I’ve gone? The horrendous things I’ve seen poverty and injustice do on the reservation? One thing for certain is never doubt God’s presence within the problems of our lives. He is there waiting for us to recognize Him in the face of others, and in their situations.
This is a Franciscan blessing that I read to church groups on Thursday morning before their last day of ministry on the reservation. Here it is in its entirety:
May God bless us with discomfort at easy answers,
half truths, and superficial relationships,
so that we may live deep within our hearts.
May God bless us with anger at injustice,
oppression, and exploitation of people
so that we may work for justice, freedom and peace.
May God bless us with tears to shed for those who suffer from pain,
rejection, starvation and war,
so that we may reach out your hand to comfort them
and to turn their pain into joy.
May God bless us with enough foolishness
to believe that we can make a difference in this world,
so that we can do what others claim cannot be done.
Amen.
Finished while Listening to: “When I See You Smile” by Whitesnake




