This was actually written on Wednesday, May 29.
I tried to read this morning, but kept getting distracted. So I hadn’t finished as many pages as I
would have liked when I went down for coffee break at 10:40, but I figured
maybe a break and a cup of coffee would help clear my head a little. I sat down
at a table, drinking my coffee quietly, and a kind, motherly British woman
named Nicky—who just came up and hugged me the first day I was at Capernwray
because she knew I was new—sat down next to me. She was talking to some other
people at the table at first, but eventually I joined in a conversation she was
having that was originally about sheep but somehow turned to giraffes in Kenya.
A few people left and so, in way of continuing the conversation, I asked her
how often she’d been to Kenya. We talked about her ministry trips there for a
bit before the conversation turned to how selfish and materialistic we can be
as human beings, and how we all might be better, less selfish people if we took
six months or a year of service somewhere in the world. The class guilt that I’ve
struggled with all my life—growing up in Ecuador, and then even more recently
in this past year of playing Rachel Corrie—began to resurface, and I began to
think of how privileged and undeserving I feel to be studying for twelve weeks
in Europe this summer. I mentioned something to that effect, and then Nicky
said something that I needed very much to hear and that I will likely remember
for years to come.
“We’re
all trees, you see. And sometimes, as we’re growing, especially in the
beginning, we have to do things and have experiences that help us to put down
strong roots that branch out before we become truly strong and full-grown. Because
a spindly tree with no roots can be knocked over by—a sheep that rubs up
against it. But if you take the time and opportunities you have to grow those
roots, that’s when you become strong, and nothing can come against you or knock
you over. And once you have a strong trunk, then your branches can grow out
wide and strong too, giving fruit and providing shelter to others. And we’re
all different, you know. Some grow to be the tall trees that take the lightning;
some don’t grow very tall but spread their branches out wide; and some will
always have to be supported by sticks and wires; but we all serve a purpose. And
God knows that.”
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