Can you believe it's AUGUST?! Already a few YASCers have left to start their service year abroad, and have posted pictures of their first cigar in Cuba, their morning breakfast in South Africa, or their pre-departure jitters before getting on the flight to Tanzania.
Though I haven't left yet, a LOT has happened here near the little town o' Weston, MA. Two events in particular have left me, if possible, more excited and more certain that El Salvador, and specifically Cristosal, is exactly where I want to be.
Last Sunday I had the (slightly nerve-wracking) honor of giving two sermons (same text - one in English, one in Spanish) at Christ Church in Tarrytown, NY with the Rev. Susan Copley. We visited Susan and Christ Church during our 2-week training session at Stony Point. The space is gorgeous, the people there welcomed us with open arms (and incredible food, including homemade drool-inducing empanadas), and Susan's words were always kind, authentic, and eye-opening. When she first emailed me about the opportunity to come back and speak, I was nervous, but very excited to be able to return.
Some words I never thought I'd say: I gave a sermon. I've copied the text (English version) below for those who are interested, and of course, a few photos. I wish I had photos of the Spanish service to share with you - imagine a Spanish guitar in place of the organ, maracas in place of bulky prayer books, and kids running everywhere. I loved it. I loved speaking Spanish (and realizing that I could!), I loved kissing people on the cheek, I loved the warmth and the openness I felt there even though I was new, speaking in a secondary language in a completely new environment. It just felt like home.
Last but not least, I met Noah (Exec. Dir. of Cristosal) yesterday in person for the first time! He's visiting Boston to see family, and we snuck in a quick hello and coffee downtown. We talked about what I will be doing when I arrive in September, where I will live, what Cristosal is up to now... and like my experience at Christ Church, I just new this is exactly where I want to be. I believe working with Noah and Cristosal is the experience and the training I have been looking for, but never believed existed, let alone qualify for once I'd found it. Yet here we are! One month until my flight, and loving every minute of it.
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7/28/2013 Sermon at Christ Church, Tarrytown
Though I haven't left yet, a LOT has happened here near the little town o' Weston, MA. Two events in particular have left me, if possible, more excited and more certain that El Salvador, and specifically Cristosal, is exactly where I want to be.
Last Sunday I had the (slightly nerve-wracking) honor of giving two sermons (same text - one in English, one in Spanish) at Christ Church in Tarrytown, NY with the Rev. Susan Copley. We visited Susan and Christ Church during our 2-week training session at Stony Point. The space is gorgeous, the people there welcomed us with open arms (and incredible food, including homemade drool-inducing empanadas), and Susan's words were always kind, authentic, and eye-opening. When she first emailed me about the opportunity to come back and speak, I was nervous, but very excited to be able to return.
Meeting the Rev. Susan Copley for the first time during our YASC training. |
Giving the sermon at Christ Church in Tarrytown, NY. Yes, that is a cast on my left hand (removed yesterday!) No, I was not teaching the chicken dance. |
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7/28/2013 Sermon at Christ Church, Tarrytown
My name is Hannah Perls, I grew up outside of Boston and I
will be spending my next year working for Foundation Cristosal in El Salvador.
I have never given a sermon before, and when the Reverend
Susan gave me the readings for today, I have to admit I was a bit lost. But
when I got to the final reading, it suddenly clicked. So I want to share with
you today a bit of my story, a bit about how and why I am going to El Salvador,
with the hope that you hear something for yourselves.
Seek and you shall find. This is the core of my journey over the past year and a half,
and something I definitely want to take with me when I go to El Salvador. But
I’ve found that this phrase has taken on new meaning, and here’s why.
Like I said, I grew up in a suburb outside Boston, a very
wealthy, relatively isolated, homogenous suburb. I did really well in High
School, and then I went to Columbia University where I studied environmental
science and sustainable development. And I loved it – I loved the beauty and
the simplicity of science, especially chemistry. When the time came to look for
a job, I knew I wanted to combine this passion for science with a career that
would allow me to make a real difference for others. And I found it – an
extraordinary consulting firm called Anchor QEA, and they offered me a spot in
New Jersey.
Well no offense to New Jersey, but I really did not want to
live there. And so when they offered me a job, against the recommendations of
my parents and mentors, I turned it down. And then I went back and asked if
they would place me in Seattle instead. And to make a long story short, after a
lot of asking, and a lot of bugging, and then really bugging, I got an internship. Then I got my job, my dream
career as a scientist fresh out of college doing exactly what I thought I
wanted to do.
Ask and you shall receive.
There was only one problem. I think we’ve all had the
experience where you sign up for something, thinking it will be the answer, and
it’s not. I was unhappy, and I didn’t really know why. I had done everything I
was supposed to do. I was sitting at my desk, and I knew that there had to be something more. But I didn’t
know what it was. And I couldn’t really talk about it, because I felt like I
should be happy. How can I ask for
more, when I don’t even know what it is that’s missing? How can I receive when
I don’t know what my question is?
So I sat at my desk for a while, for a year. Some days were
great, some days I slugged through. I asked for different jobs, I asked about
the opportunities within the company, but none of the answers I found were what
I was looking for.
The thing is, I understood what it meant to ask for what you
want… that’s how I go the job in the first place. Except this time I didn’t
know what I wanted. I didn’t have a concrete quest or even a good alternative.
I just felt something was missing, and as a scientist, it’s really
uncomfortable to base anything on feeling.
When I was home in Boston this past Christmas, I met with a
dear friend and old employer over coffee. He is an organizer to help inner city
youth who aren’t doing so great in school drive their own education – to find
their own passions, create their own reasons for going to math or science or
music class. I taught environmental science to these kids, we talked about
methane gas, global warming and cow farts, how to save polar bears from
extinction.
When I met this ex-boss over Christmas he asked, Hannah
how’s work? And probably for the first time I was really honest and I told the
truth not only to my friend but to myself. I told him the good, and the not so
good, the stuff that wasn’t really going the way I wanted it to. And he said,
“well Hannah, what do you really want?” And even though I didn’t have an
answer, I gave him a laundry list of moments when I feel the most fulfilled. I
said, I want to speak Spanish, I want to travel again! I want to work with
kids, I want to teach, I want to be outside, I want to eat really good food…
and I just really want to know that what I do makes a difference, I want to
have conversations with folks about what really matters to them. And rather
than throw up his hands and say, well good luck!, he said, I know a guy. His name’s Noah Bullock, he runs this organization
called Cristosal in El Salvador.
Many of you know Noah Bullock, he came and spoke here
before, but I wanted to quickly recap what Cristosal does. Cristosal is an
independent, faith-based non-profit organization that accompanies, and partners
with the people of El Salvador in their struggle for peace and justice and
reconciliation. El Salvador is a very conflicted place – their 12-year Civil
War ended when I was 3 in 1992, and much of civilian life is defined by gang
violence and memories of war. Resources for public education are
extraordinarily limited. But when I listened to Noah speak, he didn’t say any
of this. He didn’t talk about the overwhelming problems El Salvador faced. He
just talked about the folks he worked with, their incredible fortitude, hope,
and creativity. I realized that this is an organization that listens.
After speaking with Noah twice, I quit my job, and I left
Seattle. I am now a member of the Young Adult Service Corps with the Rev. David
Copley, and will move to San Salvador to work with Cristosal on September 6th!
And so in the most circuitous way possible, I received. I got my answer. And I
realize, not only from this experience but even now, as I’m preparing to leave
and am navigating very unfamiliar waters. As I scientist, I learned to ask very
well prepared, well-researched, reasonable questions. That’s really comfortable
for me. But it was the unreasonable,
the scary, the daring to ask what if I don’t
go with what I know questions that ironically hold the greatest reward, and
reflect who I really am and what I really want. For me, that’s when faith
started showing up in my life. I think these are the kind of requests Jesus was
talking about.
I share this story with you so I can ask you this – I would
like you to join me. There are many ways to do this, through prayer, through communal
projects, and through donations. I will be here after the service – please come
find me, I would love to hear more about the work you have done with Cristosal
so far, and invite you to continue to be a part of next year’s work.
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