An excerpt from "Thoughts on Solitude" by Thomas Merton

                                   My Lord My God,
                                   We have no idea where we are going.
                                   We do not see the road ahead of us.
                                   We cannot know for certain where it will end.
                                   Nor do we really know ourselves,
                                   And the fact that we think that we are following
                                   Your will does not mean that we are actually doing so.
                                   But we believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you.
                                   And we hope we have that desire in all that we are doing.
                                   We hope that we will never do anything apart from that desire.
                                   And we know that if we do this,
                                   You will lead us by the right road
                                   Though we may know nothing about it.
                                   Therefore we will trust you always though we may
                                   Seem to be lost and in the shadow of death.
                                   We will not fear, for you are ever with us,
                                   And you will never leave us to face our perils alone.

"Hello Chicago!" [Photo by Laurin-Whitney 2011]

I'm leaving! No, really...I'm actually leaving this time!

After quite the rollercoaster of emotions waiting for approval of our visas, waiting to physically get said visas, and needing to find flights to Tel Aviv (Hurricane Irene changed things up a bit), I am excited to say that our group of six is finally off to Jerusalem. It doesn't seem completely real, yet. Although I've been getting hit with waves of realization: over 40 weeks living in the Middle East.

Tomorrow morning we will pack into a van and scurry off to O'Hare to catch a flight to Frankfurt and then to Tel Aviv. We will be greeted by our wonderful Country Coordinators, Julie and Jeff, and then off to do who-knows-what as we go through our orientation. I've already been feeling the warm hospitality from the community that awaits us; it sounds as they are as excited to meet us as we are to meet them.

Please continue to keep the six of us in your prayers as we travel tomorrow and begin this new journey. Keep your eyes pealed for more blog posts soon, hopefully full of pictures!

As-Salamu Alaykum

(Peace be upon you)

I saw the following on a poster at the ELCA Churchwide offices and loved it. I hope it speaks to you as much as it has to me. I feel as if it explains a bit about what I feel called and empowered to do with my life in some capacity.

A foretaste of the feast to come

Since Wednesday me and my fellow YAGMs have been in Chicago going through orientation to prepare us for the next year. We've learned about the Accompaniment model of ELCA Global Mission work, self-care, health and well-being, YAGM/GM policies, and cross-cultural relations. For the week we're staying in University of Chicago housing, but hosted by the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Chicago, and it's been pretty fabulous.

Sara, Michelle, and I celebrating the approval of our visas!

Yesterday, however, was one of my favorite adventures so far :) After our afternoon session on health and well-being, we were told by Heidi, our director, to drop our stuff off in our rooms and head right back to where we had been. When our country group, Jerusalem/West Bank, had all arrived we were given a 24 hour bus pass, some directions in the form of riddles and sent off to find where we were going to be dining. We had to turn our cell phones off and rely on figuring things out ourselves and asking people if we needed directions.

My friend, Kaylyn, had a similar experience earlier this summer before she went on a missions trip to the Ukraine: when she arrived at the airport, her group had to navigate without using English, doing different tasks before arriving at her destination. After hearing about our task in finding our restaurant, I got a bit excited at having that same experience, too.

Needless to say, I saw a lot of Chicago. It didn't take us very long to get to the restaurant, but it did require a few bus and El Train transfers. At one point we had decided on getting off at a certain stop, but realized at the stop before that we needed to get off there instead. Our team worked well together, and all went smoothly.

This photo doesn't do my Chicken Schawarma
justice: it was so colorful and tasted AMAZING.

Then we found our restaurant, Chickpea, a Palestinian cafe. I cannot explain to you how good the food was, but suffice to say I am extremely excited about the cuisine I'll be experiencing this next year. I can't remember what everyone ordered, but Sara had a delicious (I would know, I tried a bit) dish of Musakhan -chicken, onions and pita- which is the Palestinian national dish. The chicken was amazing, like a meat pie.

I, however, went with my staple: Chicken Schawarma on hummus with pita. It was absolutely amazing, and the presentation was good, too. There was baklava on the menu but I was too full to indulge (I know, many of you know how full I must have been to pass up baklava).

Our group had a lot of fun spending time together and getting a small glimpse at some of what we will encounter this next year. It has certainly whet our appetites and filled us with more excitement :)

Chi-town

Ye olde Windy City. It's actually been quite overwhelming, as far as the city goes. I arrived here on Wednesday after saying goodbye to my parents at Albany International, switching planes and meeting a friend (fellow Jerusalem/West Bank YAGM, Michelle) in Baltimore, and flying into Chicago Midway. It was good to meeting Michelle in Baltimore, and it made travelling to the University of Chicago's campus, where we're staying this week, much less stressful.

As I've mentioned in earlier posts, we were aware that the six of us going to Jerusalem were still awaiting our visas to be approved, and we received an email on Monday acknowledging that even after the visas had been approved it would be another 1-2 weeks until the visas arrived in Chicago at the consulate where we could get them in our passports. So I knew upon leaving home that I was going to be in Chicago a little longer than the original one-week orientation. We met as a group, as the other countries had or will, with the wonderful director of YAGM, Heidi, who did her best to assure us that they had plans for us to learn Arabic, start readings on our country's history/current events, and otherwise start our Global Mission experience. Yet, I left the meeting feeling a little more than bummed that, to be honest, we didn't know when the visas would be approved or if the wait would cause us to go home in the stead.

The days have been gently filled with presentations, so far on the Accompaniment Model (more on that in a later post) and Cross-cultural Competencies, time to socialize with our fellow YAGMS, both in small group settings, as a large group, and informally during our free evenings. The programming has been really great, not only in what we've had presented to us, but also in regards to the amount of stuff we have each day. Wednesday afternoon I went to sleep shortly after our evening chapel service, and Thursday (after our meeting as a Country group and discussing our current predicament and feelings about such) I decided to stay in and re-charge with some "alone time" both because there had been a lot of extroversion and also because the news about the visa had finally started to really bum me out.

Today, however, has been fabulously better than yesterday. Perhaps the best day ever. After breakfast and our morning devotions we found out that our visas have been processed!!! It was the *best* news ever, and when Heidi told us I felt all the emotions I hadn't felt the past few days flood me: excitement, anxiety, fear, sadness, relief, and joy to name a few. I felt my eyes tear up; it was finally real. We're going. Soon.


Today has progressed pretty nicely since hearing the joyous news of our visa status. This afternoon I went with a good sized group to Grant Park, in the downtown area of Chicago, for a free dance music concert. There was supposed to be cajun dancing (perhaps there was and I didn't realize), but it seemed to be mostly waltzing (which looks awfully similar to polka--I can strike that off my bucket list!). We all graced (or humiliated) the dance floor with our presence; I danced with friends and a few nice and willing (and need I say patient) teachers. It was a blast!

I'll post more tomorrow or Sunday about some of the great things I've learned in presentations this week while at the YAGM orientation, but until then, may you have patience and peace-of-soul as you give control over to God.

Airports

[Note: This was written 17 Aug; sorry for the delay in posting!]

Flying. I have a love/hate/love relationship with it. I love the airports, the excuse to take long naps during flight, arriving in a new place, but the actual moving on a speeding bullet through the air isn't really my favorite thing in the world. Now you may be thinking to yourself, "Courtney, you're just scared! Suck it up, be a woman!" but, alas, it is something all together different. Something that makes me feel nauseous, irritable and fuzzy-headed: circulated air. No, no, I won't write an entire post on the ills of circulated air, I've said my piece.

I do love airports, though (for the most part). Before heading through security, my parents and I grabbed some breakfast in the airport and talked about some of our previous travels and the number of airports we've been through (16 for me; I consider those merit badges). There are some that I've really enjoyed (Philly is one of my favorites, even though everyone always seems to hate it, tied with Albany) and some that are less than desirable (Newark comes to mind; although any airport that charges for wifi is lame-o in my humble opinion). But even in the worst of conditions there is something magical about airports (seeing people from all walks of life and from all over the world; and I always manage to see a monk or nun in full habit--I feel safer flying with them). Seriously! I could write a poem about 'em! ...but I won't.

I've just arrived at Baltimore via Southwest, where I will have a few hours until my flight around 1:20 to Chicago Midway. Greeting my hungry eyes was an Au Bon Pain, one of my favorite little cafes (I'm fairly certain that it was an Au Bon Pain in Oxford when I studied there that hosted me quite a few times). The food at airports has to be my favorite, because you *could* eat healthy...but all the other options are so much tastier! No matter what, I always treat myself when travelling. A sandwich, a coffee, or maybe some Junior Mints (perfect to settle that slightly churning mid-air stomach). It's like a vacation... (I have yet to get one of the airport massages, but rest assured I feel that is in my future either on the way to Jerusalem or on the way back at the latest)

So there you have it, I managed to write an entire post on the first leg of my flight. Makes me hopeful that I'll be able to post a lot each week :) 

Please continue to hold all the YAGMs in prayer as we descend on Chicago like the flock of eager beavers we are, as well as my parents as they plan my coming home party ;)

Almost Gone

"You're not waiting for life to begin, you've begun it!"

      -My dental hygienist

In less than 24 hours I will be enroute to Chicago where I will have pre-departure orientation for a week before flying out to Tel Aviv.

Wow.


I've gone through a ton of emotions already and know that there are a few more yet to come. I'd appreciate your prayers as I travel these next few weeks, not only for me, but for my family as well (and, of course, my fellow YAGMs and all those awaiting our arrival in Jerusalem).

One emotion that has popped it's head up is that of frustration. We sent our visa applications and stuffs in at the end of May, but are still waiting for official approval to get the visas placed in our passports. Everyone is working super hard on our behalf, and I know things will get done...but it's not in my nature to not worry. Luckily, everything is out of my hands, so there really isn't much I can do. Actually, there isn't anything I can do. What this means is that our group will be staying in Chicago after our pre-departure orientation for 1-2 weeks while we await final approval and such. I've never spent time in Chicago (flown through and left) so perhaps I will have some time to explore "The Windy City".

All this to say, thank you for your prayers, please continue them! I'm excited to get to Jerusalem :)

Fundraising Update: WE DID IT!

It's been a crazy few weeks with a last minute fundraising rally, but we did it! Together we have raised over $4,000 for Young Adults in Global Mission, which will go towards my year of service in Jerusalem/West Bank. I can't thank you all enough for your support, not only monetarily but in prayer and vocal affirmation; it is a very humbling experience.

So,
       Thank you
                  Thank you
                                    Thank YOU!


I couldn't be doing this without you, and for that I am grateful. To God be the Glory!

My Placement :)

The moment we've all been waiting for (or, at least, I have!) has finally arrived! I just got an email detailing some of what I will be doing during the next year and where I'll be doing it.

An idea of where the two cities are in relation to each other.
Note: Bethlehem in between and Jerusalem to the north!

So, you want to know? Fine, fine, you've twisted my arm...

Starting in September I will be volunteering at Beit Sahour School, with the plan that some of this time will also be spent devoted to the music program at Dar Al-Kalima. Both of these schools are run under the Evangelical Lutheran Church in Jordan and the Holy Land. Of course, you're probably thinking, "Where in the world is Beit Sahour? I've never heard of that before." Beit Sahour literally means "Place of the Night Watch," which hints at it's long history with shepherding. "Oh, shepherds. Sounds exciting," you say in a flat voice. NOT JUST ANY SHEPHERDS! Beit Sahour contains the place where the angels told the shepherds of Christ's birth. You can't see my reaction to this news, but know it involved lots of excited jumping up and down :)

I've mentioned in other posts that I will get to chose my secondary placement (everyone is placed at a school for their primary). This will happen once I get there and get a chance to explore my options.

I'm super excited right now, everyone! I can't believe that in a month (exactly as of today) I will be in the Middle East. I will be embarking on my adventure, the result of which only God knows. This is such an incredible journey, won't you join me?

Fundraising Update: We're not done yet!

Thank you to all who have helped me in my fundraising for my mission work this upcoming year! I am deeply humbled at the love and support (some by people I have never met), and your faith in the Holy Spirit to work through me and my fellow YAGMS. Together, you and I have currently raised just under $3000, which goes towards my transportation, housing, food, small weekly stipend, health insurance, and orientations. It has been such an adventure seeing how people have come together to help me, through fundraising events like our Improv Comedy Night and Musical Benefit Concert this past Spring, and just by hearing a little bit about the journey on which I am about to embark.

But I'm still $1000 away from my goal!!!

A few people have asked, "Courtney, what will you do if you don't reach your $4,000 fundraising goal?" My response has been to answer that I'm not too concerned about raising the money, since people have already been so supportive. Yet, there is still a little ways to go, and so I've thought up a few possible things I can do if I fall short...

1. Learn how to walk on a tight-rope. Tie rope between the Lincoln and Jefferson Memorials in Washington, DC and walk across while reciting the Gettysburg Address.
2. Find a violin and attempt to play on the street until people pay me to *stop* playing!
3. Sell my siblings...
4. Sell my Dad's car! (He's none too pleased with that idea)
5. Continue to write blog posts about the remaining amount to be fundraised!


I'm excited to let you know that the deadline for donations has been extended to August 15th! You can send in your tax deductible donation by check made out to "Good Shepherd Lutheran Church" (with "Courtney YAGM" in the memo line)! Email me at cty (dot) weller (at) gmail (dot) com for the mailing address. Your donation will join other's in helping me reach my $4,000 fundraising goal, which is almost half of what it costs to send off a Young Adult in Global Mission. 


So to recap: Thanks for your support! There is still time to contribute financially to Young Adults in Global Mission (every amount helps!) and extend your (or your church's) ministry of service abroad. The new deadline is August 15th, but please send your donations in early!!

Just Over a Month Til Departure!

As each week goes by, I realize that the newest leg of my journey is almost underfoot. I will leave on Aug 17th to fly to Chicago for a week of training and orientation, followed by my flight to Jerusalem (I'm guessing I'll be flying into Tel Aviv?) on the 24th. Then it begins! Can you believe it?!

I still haven't found out my exact placements for work, but I do know a little about what I'll be doing this next year. My primary placement, where I will spend most of my time serving, will be at an Evangelical Lutheran Church in Jordan and the Holy Land (ELCJHL) or affiliated school. I'm pretty excited for that, although I realize it will be a really new experience for me. I'm sure I'll be challenged (long ago did I toss out my ideas of being in any K-12 school). I don't know what the options are, really, for my secondary placement, and I'm not even sure we get to choose those before we arrive. I'd really enjoy working in something that utilizes oral history, recording people's life stories, maybe something advocacy-related or working with refugees.

Until then, as some of you may be wondering, I will be in Newport News, VA finishing up my Clinical Pastoral Education, which is a requirement for my Master of Divinity degree. I'm serving at Mary Immaculate Hospital, which is part of the Bon Secours Health System, and having my class time at Maryview Hospital in Portsmouth, a sister institution. The work is challenging, but good, and I really appreciate my co-workers. I've learned a lot about chaplaincy, Christian ministry, and, of course, myself. At this point in my life I don't feel particularly called to chaplaincy (although, if there's anything I've learned so far in life, it's to "never say never"), but I highly respect those who are, as well as the nurses and doctors they serve with. There are many ups and downs each day, but I feel that my CPE experience has helped to prepare me for my time in Jerusalem.

This summer I've been able to visit
a lot of historical sites and museums.
This water lily was in a Japanese Garden
at the Nofolk Botanical Garden, VA.

One of the most helpful skills I've polised thanks to CPE is that of conversing with strangers. As more of an introvert, I've never been extremely outgoing with people I do not know, especially those whom I have no connection with whatever (not even a mutual friend or known common interest). Each day I am forced to get up the courage to knock on a door (oh, the anxiety I feel when the doors are closed) and introduce myself, trying to start an conversation and build a basic relationship. That's EXACTLY what I need to be able to do in Jerusalem. I hope that I can go there and really talk with people, learn their stories, build relationships (oh, how I want to start sermonizing on trinitarian theology right here, but I shall refrain). I figured I'd learn a bit about myself, perhaps better discern where God is calling me vocationally, but never did I imagine that I would be forced to learn the skill I've always wished to foster, but never had the guts to go for. Talk about God knowing your inmost thoughts and desires!

So there you have it, a small update to satiate your ponderings. I'll be posting shortly with a fundraising update, but this has been for those of you who are eager to hear a little bit more about what's going on inside my head.