In the past hour, the familiar faces behind the sushi stand, salad bar, and cash register have been making an appearance here. I have unknowingly gained access backstage where I see these workers outside of the usual context--some take off their aprons and plop down on a chair while others stop in to make a brief phone call. The nice Asian man is currently dozing on the couch and his gentle rhythmic breathing has inspired me to write today. So this is where they rest...this is where they escape from the constant crowd of college students and catch their breath.
I guess God also wanted me to spend my last week as a twenty-year old resting and musing on life. Thanks to my dear English professor's speaking engagement in Montreal and a French colloquium taking place this weekend, I have been enjoying a rare afternoon without classes, wandering through campus and taking in the sunshine.
The day started early when I ran through DoG street with two friends, completely thrilled by the crisp blue skies and the promise of a beautiful fall day. After attending an informational luncheon on Teach for America, nostalgia hit me as the recruiter recounted her experiences teaching in Philadelphia. Of course I spent the last hour flipping through old pictures from last summer. I miss my students. I spoke to her afterward, presenting my own qualms and hopes. She also had dreams to work in Africa but decided to stay here in the end. Her reasoning?
"If there was a fire in my house and a house a block away from me, I would first put out the one closer to me."
Hm, something to think about.
As I dip my feet into different interests and often walk away even more confused and more torn about what the future will hold, I appreciate how God is showing me the current needs in this world. It's like a game of "hot and cold"...my heart is getting really excited these days, and I know I'm getting warmer...I'm getting closer.
