On Tuesday... it was my birthday! My family decided to have my birthday on May 11th, before I go home so we could celebrate it together. My Dad baked me a cake, my Papa made me a ton of pictures and signs, and they all blindfolded me, taking me to a park. We played pin the tail on the turtle, we had a pinata, ate cake and just had fun together. Tuesday we also had our first chapel meeting as a class, spending over two hours contemplating ideas, decor, and everything that we want our service to be. It was really cool to see our class speaking up as a whole and trying to make something great. I got to help put together the worship team, and I was so excited to do that since it is something God has really put on my heart this year. We are still in the beginning stages of everything, but I will put pictures up when it happens!
Thursday and Friday I had one of the most hard projects that I've had to do all year long. As part of my inner city outreach track I am taking, they require us to be "homeless" for a day. More specifically, from 6pm Thursday night to 6pm Friday night. We had to dress and look as if we were homeless, we could not sleep in our beds, eat our own food, shower, brush our teeth, spend any of our own money (unless we beg for it), essentially anything a homeless person does not have access to, we don't either. I will admit, at the beginning of this project, I had a very bad attitude! I did not want to be put out of all the things in my life. Through this project, I learned that being homeless is very frustrating and inconvenient! They have to rely on others for any help they get, usually something that society is hesitant to give. The only thing I had to eat in that time was a donated Coke and french fry! The hardest part was Friday afternoon when they dropped us off at a gas station to beg for money. It was humiliating, but it opened my eyes. I was paired with another guy (for safety reasons) and we only made $2 out of everyone we asked of change. The next time I see a homeless person, I am going to help them in any way I can. As Christians, we are responsible to be Jesus with skin on... to be hope to the hopeless. When will we start, if not now?
Saturday I got to hang out with my O2 group, Audax. I love those girls so much! As the year is ending, I've had a chance to reflect on the progress our team has made as we've let God use us in their lives. One of my students got a full-ride scholarship to Harvard! It will be hard to say goodbye for the summer, but it comforts me to know I have a cadre of jr. high girls waiting for me at home. It will be so much fun to hang out with them again! Thursday and Friday I had one of the most hard projects that I've had to do all year long. As part of my inner city outreach track I am taking, they require us to be "homeless" for a day. More specifically, from 6pm Thursday night to 6pm Friday night. We had to dress and look as if we were homeless, we could not sleep in our beds, eat our own food, shower, brush our teeth, spend any of our own money (unless we beg for it), essentially anything a homeless person does not have access to, we don't either. I will admit, at the beginning of this project, I had a very bad attitude! I did not want to be put out of all the things in my life. Through this project, I learned that being homeless is very frustrating and inconvenient! They have to rely on others for any help they get, usually something that society is hesitant to give. The only thing I had to eat in that time was a donated Coke and french fry! The hardest part was Friday afternoon when they dropped us off at a gas station to beg for money. It was humiliating, but it opened my eyes. I was paired with another guy (for safety reasons) and we only made $2 out of everyone we asked of change. The next time I see a homeless person, I am going to help them in any way I can. As Christians, we are responsible to be Jesus with skin on... to be hope to the hopeless. When will we start, if not now?