The honest truth is that some days I feel like my life is the pits.
I am really tired of trying to fix Burma. One day I hope to wake up to hear the news that it is fixed and I can get on with my knitting.
Never having enough money gets old after some years. Now I am not talking about my personal finances, although they may need some fixing too. No, I am talking about not having enough money for all the great projects we do and want to do in Partners. There are days when I recent World Vision, just because they have so much more money than us. But then I remember they also use their money for good works. I just wish we could for once in our life time be able to say: Wow, man, we have more money to help the poor than we know what to do with.
Some days I have had it with people. Relationships really are such a hustle. I hurt people. People hurt me. I misunderstand and get misunderstood. Some people are introverts, others extraverts. Some are insecure and others maybe a bit too self-confident. And every relationship is like a riddle that we have to figure out. And there are days when I just don’t want to bother, or to be bothered. Leave me alone, people!
It seems like just at the time when you think you are about to break, to give up and to just hand in your resignation that God make some people pop up in your life that make it all worth it.
So I went all the way to Fairbanks Alaska. No kidding. And the journey there was just as long and arduous as you might think. Not only that, but Fairbanks, I am sad to say, it is not exactly Shangri La, if you know what I mean. I think it is a place you really have to want to live in. If not, well, I think life could get hard.
But there I was, and I met all these wonderful people. I am not saying that one have to go all the way to Fairbanks to meet nice people. They are all around. Probably next door. But for me, for this time, Fairbanks was the place.
It was like a small beehive of busy people being busy serving Partners all on their own. They were doing things like buying a coffee shop so that they could use it as a venue to promote Partners. And this they did, with posters, photos and paraphernalia, along with amazing coffee and food.
They did things like designing clothes for teens that tell a story about kids in Burma. They do rock concerts and design cool art.
We went to a banquet that served food prepared by volunteers and a family with little kids who cater food for a living. Those kids, who were like 8 years old, worked for 12 hours for nothing because they wanted to help the children of Burma. There were so many people putting the banquet together and making it a great success that I get teary-eyed just thinking about it.
I was impressed with the innovation. I was impressed with the generosity of time and resources. I was impressed by the fact that they did all these things they were doing because they knew it was the right thing to do. They did not seem to care if they were recognized for their efforts. They did not seem to care if their names were mentioned or not. They just did what they did because they had found a joy in it, and because they followed a call they had received.
I left the not-so-pretty city with the lovely people feeling encouraged to go on. If they can, then I can. Not only that, but: If they can, then who am I to want to quit? It made me realize the beauty of the body of Christ, and how much we need each other. It made me understand that it is a wonderful body that stretches all the way across oceans, from Norway, to Alaska, to Burma, to all the other nations in the world. It made me realize that I can’t quit now. Then I won’t ever be able to celebrate the victory with all of them.