This semester has been a rough one. It’s enough to be a student on campus navigating class schedules, financial aid, dorm life, homesickness, life/career plans, and work-life balance. Add to that the journey of coming out in sexuality and/or gender identity. Add to that the intersections of race, culture, religious/faith practice, ability, class, and more. Being a human on this journey is difficult. Being alive is a political statement. Breathing and existing can take every ounce of strength. And then there are the good days. You find your community. You find your groove. And yes, it is a roller coaster—but with friends by your side it becomes a little easier.
And then there are the headlines where truth comes to light. What has been swept under the rug is brought to the public. Pain takes center stage. A speaker comes to campus who thrives on hate and division. Turmoil and resistance are added to our calendars. It’s enough! Hiding under the covers would be a great temptation.
What about our faith? In our group as practicing Christians and spiritually-minded folks we believe in a God of rebirth, resurrection, and renewal. We know that what is before us is not the end of things—it is part of the journey. We are called to do the work of seeing beyond the pain to healing. We are called to see the acts of justice for us to do. We are called to see wholeness where there is currently brokenness. We are called to lean on a God of love, mercy and justice. We are also called to take care of ourselves.
If you are looking for community we are here for you.