When helping people, they are you. I had to see that repeatedly when children come to the tent to make arts and crafts with their parents. I saw my siblings when small arguments over stamps started and crying. I see myself as a young child and it makes me relate back to Core lecture about community. Fair Oaks farm asked the Art Department to come and volunteer for a few hours. Whenever I help a child in making art on a paper pumpkin, I think of myself at that age again. When the most important stuff was getting candy, and playing. I also think about the gospel values in helping people. Like Jesus Christ when helping people through miracles in readings of Luke. In the readings of Luke, Jesus let the blind see again (Luke 18: 35-43), being equal to women (Luke 10: 38-42), and seeing children in a different way (Luke 18: 15-17). It is funny to see that children of today still reflect off the readings of Luke. They are innocent, simple, and open to their perspective. I value that because being a child or having a child is a gift that should be treasured. Viewing Christ while volunteering made me see …show more content…
This lecture impacts me because it is about the rights of all humans. I love coexisting with other religions, ethnicities, dialects, communities, and genders. I love hearing stories of people pushing the oppression of their identity. It brings me faith to humanity. I remember writing down a quote from Hawthorne’s lecture about a woman who attended the event of Global Ethic. A member who was among thousands of others and state that “a fantastic array of human diversity: all with a deep respect for those who are different, with a sense of being deeply connected to the desire for peace,” (Hawthorne, 9.07.2016). I reflect this back to my volunteer work of Cowtober and before. I worked in a food pantry in Rensselaer. I donated my books to Robinson Memorial Library because that are for students who cannot purchase books on time for their classes. I want to serve others. It is my passion and my drive. I love the book by Shaka Senghor who reflected deeply on his past and invests so much for his future. I am in deep respect for this man who saw horrors of the streets and prison and came out changed. He did this for his son. I am volunteering for my future children. “Even amid the pain, fear, and destruction I had experienced and inflicted in these streets, there was still hope. And still is,” (Senghor