I was thinking the other day about whether I wanted to go to Cedar this year, and that began a chain of thoughts abut Cedar. What happened, what I learned, who I talked to,..well honestly, I don't remember much, but I do remember being very excited about the Retreat of Silence that happens at Cedar.
Approximately 3-4 hours where the whole Cedar campus is required to stay silent and people are encouraged to go out and have quiet times. I was excited because I was so awkward, strongly introverted, and hated talking. This was right up my alley, I thought at the time.
I walked quickly and confidently to the end of the island. It must have been around a 20-30 minute walk through the woods to make it to the end. I sat down on a rock on that beautiful morning, quickly read the passage (of which I forget what it was), and my mind just took me away. I wasn't sure how they were sparked, but I began thinking about how I changed over that year and where to go from here for next year.
I thought, with my experience of being in the "in group" in WCEC and then completely shifting gears and becoming an "outsider" to the "in group" of AAIV, that I was called to do something within AAIV--why did God break me down so much that year?
My mind raced towards some quick reasoning. Maybe I was called to outreach? Maybe I was called to go out and bring people in for AAIV. Without having an "in group," it would be much easier. With my painful freshmen experiences, I could identify with the struggles of outsiders, those who slipped through the cracks of AAIV.
At the end of Retreat of Silence, I felt inspired, but at the same time skeptical whether it was all in my head or was it truth. How could a shy and socially awkward kid like myself be the one that outreached? I'm not cool. I barely have friends. I have no group of people to show these outsiders.
I forgot about these ideas after Cedar.
1 year later, I still have no primary friend group. But just talking to Chris Nho today for my leadership interview, I realize how far God has brought me, how much my experience has shaped how I interact with people, and honestly, how lucky I've been to get to know so many new people my sophomore year in college. Everyone I talk with this year on a regular basis, besides Bernard, I did not talk to last year.
And not by my own effort, but by events and occurrences completely outside of my control.
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Today was a good day, but for some reason I was brought down again by the fact I really have no true friend group. (One of the reasons I'm so excited for Men's Den.) I'm afraid to admit that it brought me down for a while, even still. But I was called to this life, for this year at least.
I must remember that my worth is from being a Son of God and nothing else.