I can’t believe it’s already August, shouldn’t we have
had more of a warning? Currently I am running a Study Hall for the Passport
program at Holy Cross. I’m not sure if I ever really said what I’m doing, so
I’ll say it now. Passport is a program for incoming freshmen that might not
have had the chances that other kids from more resourceful or wealthy schools.
At first I wasn’t originally picked for this job, but I managed to be chosen
due to the simple fact that the chosen student couldn’t work. Anyway, that’s
not what this post is about; this post is about something I’ve learned while
here. For a while I wondered how I could meld my need for making money and
living for God. It’s tough to do; making a living is not easy and to put the
constraint of more Holy work is a hefty burden. But here, things are different.
I’ve finally found a way to earn something, yet serve God. Some people ask me
if I want to be a teacher, I prefer to
be a journalist but I’m not opposed to mentoring on the side. Many people look
at me and see a white kid from a small farm town, and so they assume that I
don’t know how any of these kids feel. A good deal of these kids feel lost, as
if no one cares, granted some come from well-off families but there are a few
from poorer families. Many of these kids have been told they aren’t worth what
other kids are, that they can’t rise up and achieve something. I felt the same
way before I became a Christian. I was told I was worthless, stupid,
un-athletic, and useless. It wasn’t fair, I hated my life and for a pretty good
reason. But then God showed me what it means to be loved, what it means to be
worth something. That’s why I’m especially happy to have this job (as if anyone
really cares). It’s so I can show that same love that God showed me to people
who really need it. These are smart kids and they are in a position to do great
things with their lives, they just need someone to believe in them.
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