我首先讓他們從中文字的形狀和模樣猜「人月兩團圓」的意思，再一起用家中找到的任何物料製作燈籠。最後我們一起唱Somewhere out there，這是我所想到最貼近人月兩團圓的一首英文歌，每次唱都會鼻酸。
Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
Someone’s thinking of me and loving me tonight
Somewhere out there someone’s saying a prayer
That we’ll find one another in that dream somewhere out there
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishin’ on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we’re sleeping underneath the same big sky
其實我們大家都不知為何會那麼思鄉，那麼心酸。但這樣的心境，也讓我們更容易貼近其他真正受苦的人。我服侍機構New Sanctuary Movement of Philadelphia，九月初剛再陪同兩個家庭在教會尋求聖所庇護。幸有教會願意承擔風險高調地接濟，讓兩個家庭可以成為聖所庇護運動的參與者，承受風險而為自己及其他移民爭取家庭可以團聚。在特朗普毫無理性的政策下，他們每天都不肯定有沒有下一天的團聚。全美國也已有更多的家庭而被殘暴地撕開，將父母和幼兒分隔兩地。我們在禱告中，惦記自己親友之餘，也惦記這群移民，也許在那麼一個遠方，愛能穿透一切，夢真能成真……
Somewhere out there, if love can see us through
Then we’ll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
So these are the two Philly teams! when we were beaming in front of the bean we still had no clue of the one more intense local orientation week to go through… 😅 but now we’ve finally made it!!! 😃😆🎉🎉🎉 Thank y’all so much for showing up in my life. 😆
There’s so much to share that I will leave it to next Sabbath that we have break from tech fast because tomorrow is our first day at our service site. Good night! 😴
While I have been thinking so much about our soul / spirituality x action these few years, especially under the influence of YC and Szeto, so many people here in Mission Year have already practised it for long time. .
Highlights of the national orientation:
Reesheda asked, “How many of you put your brokeness in a seperate bag and left it at home before you came?”
Her sharing was so profound. We are bringing our brokeness to a community that is already ENOUGH.
We are not going there to change everything, but just to do life together, to shift the mundane to sacred. .
She even talked about how we should beware not to hate or dehumanize the people in the institution even when pursuing justice, which is also something that I have been pondering for some time…
And then, in our last day of the orientation, @shawncasselberry led a communion. He put down lines of boundaries and seperation on the floor. And then asked us to be a bridge-builder, to tear down the seperation and paste a cross at other side of the floor. The cross not only signifies reconciliation between God and humanity, but also between humanity.
What struck me the most was this, “Jesus even defies the dichotomy of liberals / conservatives. He asked people who only care about personal salvation to love your neighbour, and the angry activists to love your enemy! He is building community right at the dividing lines.’
Two of them together wrote the book “Soul force: Seven pivots toward courage, community, and change”, which sheds more light to this topic.
These few days that were intended for me to adjust to jet lag had been filled with nothingness that Pooh taught me. I did produce something and experience a lot, including dining and sharing with my two friendly hosts and wrote two 1000+ words article. But I just did everything to the pace of heart wished. Had so much time hiding in the super comfy bedroom my host offered. Had so much in-between time that when I had a meal, I spent the most time walking from the room to the kitchen to take each item one by one, listening to the wooden floor creaking everytime, as if that is the real point. When the dog Olphie shuddered so hard after the thunder I could just leave everything to cuddle her until she felt it was enough, not limited by time or anything. I don’t remember the last time having such quality me time and feeling this relaxed and content. (To consider that I have already quit my full time job for half a year and went to Vancouver for a month for my relatives, I don’t feel I am justified to say I don’t have enough rest… Am I having bad memory or too much self-pity, or am I too bad at creating such space for myself?)
So when it is time for me to leave the house and officially start my Mission Year in the national orientation event a few miles away, surprisingly I am feeling soooo scared. I recognize how valuable such space is to me that if loving God and serving people means giving it up then I really have to think (more than) twice. .
Suddenly I recall the email that made me sure I have to go to the Mission Year. The city director @lukenotjohn said
“I think your Mission Year could offer a beautiful opportunity to pause.” “First and foremost, it really is a year to be present to God and yourself and the community around you, both within your house and neighbourhood… but there are not standards, expectations, or rules for what that look loke.”
“That sounds like it could be a real gift for you – a year to just be, and be with.”
So after telling so many people what I will be DOING in the Mission Year in the past month, I have started to forget this is more about being. I am not coming to achieve more and learn more and be the most useful servant and be so tired like a zombie. I realized that God is not calling me to be a zombie but a human whose life can be even more abundant. If a life is to be called abundant I gues it would include all these beautiful details, time to let a cat lean on, and pause? (What about all the oppressed workers then? 😢)
With this in mind, I have more courage to step into the year and immerse in His love that should be bigger than my doubts and blindspot. Oh no it’s time I really have to go now!
Having been a Christian for all my life and a full-time community organizer in a low-income urban renewal spot neighborhood in Hong Kong for 3.5 years, I am desperate to sort out a lot of things. How could we stay hopeful in this unjust world? How could we not become burnt out when pursuing justice? What is the ultimate goalof pursuing social justice when it seems the world won’t really change much? I learned so much about justice from my non-Christian friends that I had gone through a hard time and I had many doubts on Christianity and church.
I really want to learn to integrate my Christian faith with my action in a sense that explores the deepest meaning of God’s truth and love, rather than using just some Bible verses to justify myself. I long for a community that encourages me to serve and pursue social justice, while putting as much emphasis on spiritual growth of both the ones who serve and are served. I hope to build a healthy lifestyle instead of draining myself for the never-ending needs of the society. That’s why I find Mission Year an amazing surprise God provides for me – integration of community, justice, fellowship, disciplined lifestyle and spirituality.
Please stay in tuned for my Mission Year sharing. Your support through prayer or donation is highly appreciated!