The day before we left South-- with presentations and finals completed -- was reserved for packing (a monumental chore) and a field trip to Long Cay. The morning consisted of determining what belongings were worth hauling home, bubble-wrapping conch shells and sand dollars, and cleaning 3 months worth of hair and sand out of our rooms. Giant tote bins appeared at the center entrance to collect sheets, towels, clothes, shoes, school supplies, shampoos, lotions, and soaps that weren't going to return home; while some were left to simplify the packing process, most were left because they were sun-bleached, salty, sandy, full of holes, or otherwise ruined beyond repair. It was humbling to hear that the contents of the tote bins-- as unwashed and dirty as they were-- would be eagerly picked through by locals and the rest sent to the Dominican Republic where each item would be cherished. To think that we wouldn't even consider these things worth pennies and others longed for them!
I'm a twenty-something from the Pacific NW making home in new places as I follow where God leads.
My intent is to show Christ's love to the world and use business to solve some of the social problems we face: hunger, illiteracy, healthcare, economic hardship. For now, I'm in a stage of learning. A little adventuring, a few books, some good friends, and a whole lot of prayer and life runs on.