I don’t think that I say it enough. I want to be a more grateful person. I have so much to be thankful for, and I have been given so many wonderful thing in my life. So? I am going to start here. Now. The first in a series. My thanks.
In 1996 I was travelling with one of my Summer Ministries teams, in college. This was the end of my 3rd summer of travelling on one of these teams, and I was tired. I had reached the end of my ability to care about teenagers. I was burned out of my joy. I was going through the motions. I needed a friend.
We had been at a teen camp for about 3 or 4 days, singing and counseling and generally being there for the kids if they needed us. We were gearing up for a trip with the teens to a nearby amusement park the next day, which was exciting, but I had to get through the evening service concert. I remember feeling like I just could not do it again.
Then, a friend of mine who had graduated a couple years before walked in. I rushed over and hugged her. We sat and talked and I’m sure I whined about my life and the teens and my team and the fact that I was going to an amusement park the next day, but that I had no money (Summer Min only gives you 5 dollars of spending money a week). And she listened. And she helped. She talked me through it. She gave me hope that it would all be alright. She appreciated me. Not for what I could give; she didn’t need anything from me. She gave. When we stood up to part, I felt refreshed and ready. We hugged, and she shoved 10 bucks into my pocket.
Thank you, Amy (Ruggiero) Silvia. You were a friend to me when I really needed one, and I neglected to tell you at the time. Thank you.