Today marks the end of two weeks helping in the employment center. I am starting to get the hang of things around here. The first week was somewhat hard. My Job is to help the neighbors with their resume. So that means I answer a lot of questions about the computer and running back and forth trying to correct the countless grammar mistakes I did the night before. Most of the time I feel useless. That is starting to wear off though. I am starting to get to know the staff. At first they didn't really talk to me being that I was a volunteer. I am sure that they have hundreds of volunteers walk in there a year. So after the fourth day they figured out I was coming back and that I did care and was not there because I needed some hours. The work is a little much. It is not hard but it not as fun as I would like. But that is not the point of my time there. I have to say though it can be difficult. I work in the room with no windows, and starting at a computer screen all day. By the end of the day I find myself standing outside apologizing for neglecting it all day.
I am growing quite a bit. I am not sure in what ways but I know it is there. I said it before most of the time I am not much help. Sometimes though there are glimpses of what it is I am trying to do. My goal to help them get a job, most of the people I work with have no idea how to even turn a computer on. Most of the day I am telling them for the 5th time step by step where to go. I think that anywhere else I would get impatient. I have to wonder “ Is there a place that they could go to learn the basics to survive in this world that is slowly being taken over by technology?” Today I helped a man submit 4 resumes and the directions to another. My prayer is that for a moment he sees that people have not forgotten him that he does matter. This opportunity has allowed me to open my eyes and make an effort. I am continually hearing God tell me that people do matter. I just hope that I can give them what they deserve.
It is funny God works, this summer I came to learn and grow. I was not expecting a lot, but God has provided everything. He keeps reminding me that he is watching out for me and I am not along in this city. The other day I was thinking about how I wished I had a volunteer key, everything is locked and hate asking every time I need something. The other thing was my eye was burning like crazy and I wanted saline solution. Not a second later I walked into the bathroom and found a key and solution. He boggles my mind sometime. On top of that my host family is wonderful. I have nothing to offer them yet they give everything. I only wish that when the time comes that I will do the same. I feel at home here but I guess that is what God intended.
