Wednesday, July 7

"Personal Statement" Mexico Application

In 2007, I spent two weeks in Mexico learning about border issues, as well as Mexican culture and history. Ever since, I have had an insatiable desire to explore the people and culture of Mexico. I began to follow immigration reform more closely in world media, as well as sharing my experiences in my friend groups, church, and school. Mexico became so much more to me than the country with which we share a border. Unfortunately, a potentially large and certainly vocal group of people in the U.S. have made it clear that they believe that is all Mexico should be. By spending four months in the heart of Mexico, engaging with its people and with others who share a similar passion for the country, I will be able to learn more thoroughly and deeply about Mexico. A mentor once taught me that people often characterize a nation by its poverty and forget about the richness of its culture. By participating in the service-learning program in Guadalajara, I am confident that I will learn just as much (if not more) about the richness of Mexican culture as I learn about the poverty.

Having a global focus is something that continues to become important to me. Realizing that I am a tiny piece of a much larger global community is humbling. Studying and serving in Guadalajara will make the huge world much more manageable. Becoming fluent in Spanish unlocks, essentially, an entire hemisphere of the planet. I will learn more than just a language, though. The service-learning component to my study abroad experience will teach me about the Mexico’s past as well as give me an opportunity to become part of its future. My experience will be more than taking classes in a different country. It will be filled with diverse and unique encounters with an even more diverse group of people. I hope to gain a stronger sense of personal identity while still thriving in an ever changing global community.

The best way I know how to explain what I will give to this program is to say that I commit to giving myself, fully and wholly. I will engage my mind, body, and spirit in ways that are outside my comfort zone. Because of that, I will give my passion, enthusiasm, and vitality to every encounter I have. I will be consistent in the classroom, in my host family’s home, and in any service agency with which I have the opportunity to work. I also plan on giving to the program when my four month experience in Guadalajara is complete. I will be an ally and an advocate for the people with whom I meet and share. My passion will not be quelled in four months; a service-learning opportunity is really only the beginning of my relationship with Mexico and its people.

I can only begin to list the ways I will benefit from a hands-on service-learning experience combined with classroom education. The Spanish language is something I want to explore, study, and utilize in future academic work, as well as along my career path. Knowing Spanish more accurately than any text book can teach me will change the way I pursue ministry and social work, while opening more doors to new experiences. My service-learning experience in Guadalajara will be a richer one than if I solely took classes at a university. There will be more balance in my life for those four months because I will be actively engaging with the things I am learning about in the classroom. My identity will be developed and well rounded. The quality of my service will be better, which will make me more efficient, leading to better relationships in the service agency, the classroom, and at the house which will become my home. When I was discerning which program to study through, IPSL stuck out as the obvious choice. I cannot imagine a better way to solidify classroom learning than to experience it firsthand.

Tuesday, July 6

“Open confession is good for the soul” Scottish Proverb

So. I'm working on my application for study away in Guadalajara, Mexico. I've come to realize that I'm really nervous and scared. I have such a battle going on in my head: it feels like the angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other. One half of me is fretting about the language, and the service agency with which I'll get paired, and the money, and the culture shock, and the closet. The other half of me knows that if I don't do this, I will regret it every single day for the rest of my life. I know that this is the right thing to do. I know this is the right time to do it. It is time for me to become independent and to grow up. It is also time that I become fluent in Spanish O:) I'm nervous, though, to be a gringo. I'm nervous that people in Mexico will see me as fulfilling my obligation to ease the "white mans burden". I am choosing the International Partnership for Service-Learning and Leadership because it will be what is most different, and yet most necessary for my intellectual, academic, spiritual, personal, and global growth. This is the right thing to do, and yet I am terrified. I believe it will be my daily hope and prayer that I become ready for this challenge, and if not, I hope God and my family and my friends will help me through it. So, for now, I will wait it out in prayer. I will be honest in my application. I will focus. I will anticipate the people I will meet and the experiences I will have and remember that they will all be worth the discomfort and fear. All things are possible with God.

Monday, April 19

I just exercised.

And it feels awesome.
I can take back my body from everything that has been stressing me out. This is the one thing I can control, and I'd like to.

Saturday, April 17

::silence::

Whenever I give up on my work for God, I am reminded why I have embraced the call.

I recently wrote an electronic devotional (evotional) for the church at which I am interning. Just this evening, I got an e-mail containing something along the lines of the following:

This gentleman's uncle passed away, after having been a long time member of this church. The pastor who delivered the memorial service for this uncle referenced something I had written. The uncle had my piece out on his nightstand, and the pastor had found it. The original gentleman said, "So Ally, THANK YOU for writing a wonderful Evotional, it must have been one of the last things my uncle read."

I am speechless. I'm surprised I've gotten this far. All I can do is give thanks to God for providing people and circumstances in my life who have encouraged me to embrace my call to some sort of pastoral care. I am so thankful. There are really not enough words for how much this means in the context of my life right now.

May it be so.

Wednesday, April 14

"True colors are beautiful like a rainbow."

Unimportant note: in my head, I hear the Glee version of this song.

At Elmhurst College this week, it is PRIDE week. Three people (we're pretty sure they are male) took the liberty (one they really didn't have) to slash through our huge pride flag.

I don't need to write to you about how inappropriate and cowardly their actions were.

All I can ask is that you become an ally, and an active one. We cannot do this alone.

I have never been more scared. or more proud.

Tuesday, April 13

"If you want to be happy, be." Leo Tolstoy

This may be a cheesy entry, but it is about Glee. Yes, the TV show. It started again today. Season 1 continued. Or is it season 2? Who knows. What I do know, though, is how I feel with regard to Glee. They picked the perfect title for that show. I feel so happy.

But I think there is a lot more to this. I like Tolstoy's words. If I want to be happy, all I need to do is let myself be happy. I'm not saying that I can choose how I feel, or choose how I respond to the world around me. What I can choose is what attitude I take for my life. This is my life. I don't need to be sad or stifled because my best friend is PMSing, or because another friend is overwhelmed with work and deadlines. I can love them and empathize with them, but I do not need to embrace their emotions as my own.

I also don't need a reason to be happy. If I want to be happy, I can be. Every individual is entitled to happiness, and that includes me. As much as I want to give to others (emotionally, spiritually, physically), I need to keep those things for myself, too. I don't like the idea of withholding from others to keep for myself, but joy is a renewable resource. I hope the people I love can learn that they deserve to embrace happiness for themselves, too.