Today is a BIG day on Long to Love! First of all, check out our new look! (e-mail and reader subscribers, click here) In the words of Bernie, “I’m longing to love it!”
Secondly, we have a guest post from Josie Ortega! Josie originally hails from Memphis and is one of my bestest friends from college. Josie asked me to post a video of her Little Lights fund-raising campaign on my blog, but I thought it would be better to hear from her, since she’s the one on the ground doing all the incredible work. (plus, those who know me know I’m always looking for guest posts!) I envisioned a small paragraph introducing the video, but the result is more than anything I could have imagined. Do yourself a favor and read the entire post—it’s AMAZING—real, challenging, and incredibly refreshing. Her heart is so beautiful. Without further ado, here’s Josie!
I’m here today to ask for your money. I wanted my dear friend Elizabeth to seamlessly weave in a plug for me, but instead she says “Feel free to write a post.” So, in an effort to build character and be more vulnerable with you, dear reader, I’ll tell you the story of how I came to be here, asking for your money, and about how God is teaching me to exchange my fear for faith.
Additionally, for the first time, I was a minority in the workplace. The kids we work with are primarily African-American, and because Little Lights was founded by a Korean-American, historically most volunteers, donors, and employees are Asian-Americans.
Don’t get me wrong; I’m totally a post-racial person! At least, I thought I was until I found myself in the minority and realized how uncomfortable and insecure I can be.
Sometimes I might feel worthless at moments like that, but then I remember that God says I am worthwhile, no matter how (un)smart and (un)confident I am. I’m afraid of feeling out of place, uncomfortable, or dumb; but with those feelings I’m learning to cry out to God:
my portion in the land of the living.”
Attend to my cry,
for I am brought very low!
that I may give thanks to your name!
And by the end of Psalm 142, along with King David I’m learning to believe God’s faithfulness and say,
Thus a UVa sorority girl exchanged the high heels she wore working on Capitol Hill and K Street for flats and flip-flops. The heels have been bequeathed to two Little Lights Teen Interns for their fellowships this summer. . . at offices on Capitol Hill and K Street. I couldn’t be happier.
So I encourage you to let go of control—you don’t have it anyway!—and to embrace the challenges that God puts in your path.
And because it’s a legit cause, and because God delights in using His people to take care of each other, I’ll ask if you’re willing to give just $31 to help Little Lights (we’re trying to raise $31,000 to fund our Teen Internships for next school year)! This video features some of the beautiful teens in the program:
Thanks for reading and watching! Let’s press on to know God as our provider, and as One who wants to give His children every good gift.