I’m now back in the States, trying to readjust to the
privileged and “normal” life that I left for those seven or eight days (who
knows?). I have returned to showering with my mouth open, drinking the water,
and throwing my toilet paper into the toilet. Ahh the good life.
I know I am supposed to make one great, final post drawing
some kind of reflective conclusion to the whole trip. The strings will begin to
play, and you will hear my voice-over as a montage of the trip shows on the
video screen. Can you picture it?
“I have been told again and again how lucky I am to be an
American, but it isn’t until you leave the country that you…” (sound of record
scratching)
I’m not going to do that. It is too happy and neat.
I don’t think there is a happy conclusion. There are still
thousands of struggling Haitians in the Dominican Republic living in abject
poverty, slavery conditions in the bateyes. There is still a tremendous amount
of work to do on the hospital – many, many more piles of sand to move and
cement blocks to stack.
As a side note, the
last day I helped to sweep and clear out a lot of rubble from the third floor
putting it into a very big rubble pile. To the group that has to clean out that
pile – the solitary banana peel is mine. Sorry.
So there still is a lot of work to do – we are not done.
On top of that, one trip does not make me a better, more
profound Christian. It does not assure me entrance into heaven (nothin’ but the
grace of Jesus). I need to continue to work on finding God in moments of frustration
as well as moments of grace. I need to continue to trust that the work I do is
a part of something bigger even if I do not see the results. I need to continue
to pray, read scripture, and try to make some sense out of my place in the mess
we call the world.
There is a lot of work to do – I am not done.
So there will not be a neat voice-over conclusion with
strings and a sappy montage. Instead I hope to leave my avid followers somewhat
unsettled. We all have work to do. Get up off your lazy a** and get back to
work!
Me, I am going to go and stand in a hot shower with my mouth
open, drinking in the “safe” water and returning to my “safe” life.
Thanks for following me on this journey and keep coming
back. Sometimes I write other posts that are interesting without me traveling
out of the country. Remember, go to the La Romana blog to see other reflections, much more serious than mine.
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