This mantra has been swimming around in my head for the last few weeks. I think I heard it during a playback theatre performance a while back. It's true. How do I know this? Because in the past few weeks a group of my colleagues achieved the impossible- raised enough money to send one of our students back to Sudan to see his mother for the first time in 17 years. It's an amazing story- which started when he came to the U.S. as a refugee- one of many "Lost Boys." He has seen such death and devastation, such hopelessness, yet his life has taught him that all things are possible. He not only survived the brutal civil war in Sudan that is STILL GOING ON. He entered college, is learning about community service, and as part of an internship is going to travel home to apply what he has learned here to help his people. Gives me chills just thinking about the journey he is about to travel.
Also has me thinking about what we can accomplish when we join together and act for a cause we believe in. Even if our lives have somehow taught us that a pre-determined destiny is greater than our own intentions, the power of hope cannot be underestimated. Somehow, the pieces fall into place and all we can do is give thanks. Stay tuned for updates from Sudan this summer- there will be a blogging component to my student's internship.
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