I wanted to send a quick note to let yall know how incredibly blessed by each one of you. When I was with you in June, I did not want to leave; two weeks was just too short! Now I’m back and am in the middle of my 3rd week. What a gift that I have many more weeks with your class! I know that time will fly, and I sure do not want to take a single day for granted. Every interaction with yall, whether it’s individually or as a group, teaches me something new. I truly am honored that I get to be your college counselor and friend. I treasure each one of you – your personality, passions, and overall uniqueness.
Thank you for welcoming me to your country as well as to the B2R family. I am grateful.
Much love,
JB
I sent this e-mail earlier today. Often, my heart becomes overwhelmed with amazement. Sometimes tears fill my eyes; I
smile. What a gift and blessing this experience already has
been. It almost seems too
good to be true.
Spending 2 weeks with the kiddos in June was a tremendous blessing – meaningful, life-giving, and
straight-up fun! I was able to
kick off the college counseling process immediately thanks to a recycled Prezi. They were so engaged! Then came the
Myers-Briggs + acting out the various letters with Anna, the B2R Scholars
Director. Rwanda is such a
community-focused country that people rarely look inward, so a personality
assessment was a completely new concept to them. You know me…I LOVED this! (Enneagram is next, by the way.) The journey of personal essay writing followed. The 2nd week was filled with
back-to-back, one-on-one meetings to talk about essays they drafted over the
weekend on whatever pieces of paper they had lying around. Amazing stories. I promise to share some soon.
Various blessings
occurred throughout the next 6 weeks.
From learning that my roommates had decided to stay in the Cherokee
house and would let me keep my stuff in the basement/would use my furniture &
kitchen appliances to having a friend connect me to her aunt and uncle who were
willing to keep my mattress/box spring in their insulated storage room, the
Lord has provided abundantly and is continuing to do so. I was blown away when Julee, my stylist,
told me to use the money I would’ve spent on that particular haircut to go
toward Africa. Humbled! Even down to the day I was leaving,
God’s good hand provided. The
sweet guys at the airport ticket counter didn’t charge me for overweight bags; instead,
they said with a laugh, “We’re helping the children of Africa!” Wow. (& Phew!)
First day back at work, I was greeted with a hug from each of 30
students. It was one of those moments in time I wish I
could have frozen in order to really savor it. Blessed.
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Myers-Briggs |
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1st drafts of personal essays |