When I was asked to write an article back in November about
my time so far here in Ashton, I talked about photography, and the limitations
of a picture. About how a picture
couldn’t capture how welcoming this community has been, the energy and
excitement of the St. Thomas and St. Luke’s congregation, or the strength of
the amazing Christians that I’ve been lucky enough to meet this year. A photograph cannot capture any of those
things, just in the same way that words cannot show my gratitude for this year.
This isn’t an easy article to write. I didn’t know how to start it, how to fill
it, or how to finish it. I was
struggling. When finally, someone asked,
“In one sentence, what do you want to say?”
All I could really think of was “Thank you.” I know that is simple, just two words, but
there will never be enough words for me to truly express how grateful I am for
everything this year.
Thank you for your welcoming and encouraging spirit. I know not everything I’ve tried to do this
year has worked, there have been equally as many failures, probably more, to
accompany the successes, but through it all there was encouragement from those
around me, who truly wanted to see the youth ministry at St. Thomas grow. And just as encouraging as people were, they
were welcoming of new ideas. They may
not have worked, but you were willing to try.
Thank you for your hospitality. The number of homes I’ve been invited into to
share a meal has been amazing. I think
sitting down and breaking bread with someone is one of the most amazing ways to
get to know them. You’re able to share
stories and grow a friendship. If we
look in scripture we can see that over and over Jesus did his teaching while
sharing meals. Friendships are built on
the intimacy of sharing a meal and inviting someone into your home.
Thank you also for your amazing witness. I spoke in my first article about your strength
and how you have made a commitment, and stand by it. I have been forced to evaluate my beliefs
this year. I’ve had separate my true
beliefs from what is because of my cultural upbringing. This has been a very powerful reflection for
me. It has made me stronger in my faith,
and I have you to thank.
When I return home, people will ask me over and over about
my year, what I was able to see, where I was able to travel to. They will want to see my pictures and hear
about Paris, Ireland, and Premier League games.
They might see those pictures but they are going to hear about the
people, the people I shared these experiences with. They won’t hear about Drop In, they’ll hear
about the amazing leaders that were there every Friday night that were the
hands and feet of God to these youth. I
won’t be telling them about the town itself, but rather the people and the
amazing conversations I had with them at the pub.
Now, I’m not one for goodbyes. If you don’t believe me you can ask my
parents about our goodbyes back in August.
Let’s just say you wouldn't try to sell the movie rights to them. I don’t like goodbyes because they seem so
final. There is a song by a popular
American country artist, Jason Aldean, entitled “See You When I See You.” Now he might be talking about a girl in the
song, but the first few lines are,
“Let's don't say goodbye
I hate the way it sounds
So if you don't mind
Let's just say for now
See you when I see you
Another place some other time”
I hate the way it sounds
So if you don't mind
Let's just say for now
See you when I see you
Another place some other time”
So let me first say THANK YOU St. Thomas and St. Luke’s, but
I also want you to know, this isn’t goodbye - I’ll see you when I see you.
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