When I first heard about the summer service trip to Guatemala, I wasn't completely sold. On one hand, I was really interested in the cause. My youth group had already worked on some projects with Santa Rosa and I felt the trip was the natural next step. Also, I saw it as an opportunity to reach outside my comfort zone, help others and better come to know the members of our Sister Diocese. I had heard my dad's stories about his experience- I wanted to have this experience for myself. However, on the other hand, it was my "senior summer", a time most people spending relaxing and hanging out before everyone goes away to college. This reason seems so trivial now, but at the time, it was a major factor. Despite this, something called me to go. I now know that this "something" was no coincidence, but a major blessing.
As I take my last chloroquine pill, I realize how much my experience in Guatemala has changed me for the better. I've reconsidered some of the basics things in my life- things I've taken for granted. Above all, I am so greatly impacted by the people I have met. From the young children in La Morena and San Antonito to the Diocesan workers and van drivers who accompanied us everyday, each person was sincere, generous loving and strong in faith. Despite the obvious language barrier present, in solidarity, we were all able to get past this to make meaningful connections and real bonds. Americans and Guatemalans alike, we created a real family feeling that we can all attest to. The time spent with Joaquin, Wellington, Marvin, Jose, Pedro, Mario, Luis, Willie, and the many others we met was truly special. From singing in the van to sharing meals and mass together I was genuinely happy. I've made great memories and even greater bonds that I won't forget ever. I miss and cherish this time because I learned so much about the good in others and have strengthened my faith because of it. The people of Santa Rosa were extreme models of faith in action. My time spent with them was invaluably special and life changing.
In our projects and travels my eyes were opened to the everyday lives of those in Santa Rosa. I live in America; I worked hard in high school and in turn, I'm going to a great college. I have endless opportunities. Conversely, the Guatemalan youth I met were often malnourished with little hope of reaching eighth grade, let alone college. It's not fair. I couldn't get past this thought, it upset me. For reasons beyond their control these children are largely disadvantaged. In the midst of this harsh reality, these children were happy - a simple, genuine happiness that is often missing in children's lives here; while they clearly have needs, they do not act needy. This realization forced me to rethink my own life. Once you know people in this situation, it is impossible to ignore. It is impossible to look the other way.
Now, back in the U.S., I feel I have clearer perspective and a sense of purpose heading off to college. Initially, I felt bad for all I have and all my opportunity, but realized that is not the point. Guilt is counterproductive. Instead I realize my obligation to use my education and talents to help and empower others. I realize I can do more for others with a business degree than I can by just thinking "If only…" Every part of me yearns to go back to Guatemala and visit my Guatemalan family (isn't that what solidarity is all about?). In the meantime, I'll try to incorporate the values of faith, generosity, compassion, and community that I learned there into my life here. It is strange how a trip I was hesitant to even go on happened to change everything. God works in mysterious ways and I am certainly blessed because of this.
-Brianne
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