First day as a WND intern! For the next few days we're in Indianapolis talking about our direction for the summer and getting to know each other through a number of activities, including an adventure/camping excursion in the wilderness of Indiana. This morning our leader gave us tiny moleskine journals with the following poem, one of his favorites. He said he feels it will define what we'll be doing this summer.
"I see you
Walking, talking,
breathing softly, healingly,
on the sorrow of the poor, the weak,
going from hut to hut
in the life-destroying darkness,
torch in hand,
giving the sorrow
that drains the blood
like a contagious disease
a new meaning"
-Daya Pawar
It's chilling to me that in the next few days, the images and battle in this poem will be reality. That instead of being simply a work of literature (from a slightly fascinating author, I might add: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dagdu_Maruti_Pawar), this will be my world for the next few months.
As we continue to prepare, I'm not sure that I'll ever be ready to take on the darkness so directly. Not only will I experience it, but I'll go looking for it. Seeking it out to bring light and then writing about it so that all of you can help fight against it too.
It's a terrifying opportunity ... but also a tremendous ministry.
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