Twenty-two years in the
making, I’m not adept yet working for or working with young people. I wonder
how many fervent prayers would take to fathom this stage of life or actions which
I once was. It’s not the years or the knowledge, for even doyens agree about the
difficulty of dealing each youngster.
Seeing these vulnerable adolescents every day, reminds
me of my own life in the past–how each mentor and counselor had been gracious
and patient with me. And so it is my earnest desire to give more rooms for
love, patience, and understanding – a deeper kind.
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