Why does AIDS keep coming back into my life?
You know, a couple of years ago I was asked to speak in a chapel about AIDS and I was quite puzzled as to why that would be. I didn't really have any major experience with people with AIDS (PWA), in fact I was rather indignent about the matter. You see where I grew up no one had AIDS and so I didn't think it was that big of a deal. I did speak in that Chapel. I talked about one of the few people that I did know that had died from AIDS. (To be terribly honest, I didn't like her that much. As a child I found her anoying.) Is that possibly why I remained so distant from the problem?
Anyhow, I dropped the AIDS ball the very afternoon I spoke in chapel. Later I looked at doing an international internship with an organization that worked with the AIDS pandemic in South Africa. I pursued it strongly, but I lost interest and dropped the ball once again when I realized I would have to fund raise my position. (I was tired of that from being on the mission field) I tried to get involved with the local Acting on AIDS chapter at AU, but I lost interest after awhile because I didn't feel as though this pandemic was something I really cared about. Talk about poverty, globalization, indigenious people's issues, etc and I will listen. But AIDS puts me to sleep.
The last few weeks of school I was approached about taking a summer course called "Spiritual Care for HIV and AIDS: Theology and Praxis". It was being taught by a lady (late 20s) that used to babysit me when i was younger. I knew that she was passionate about the matter and that she had pursued higher degrees while going back and forth to Uganda and working with an AIDS community there. I made every excuse for not taking the class up until the very morning that it started. I began with the work load....she said not to worry about it and just do what I had time to do. Then it was that I was going to have to miss work....my boss willingly gave me the time off. The biggie was the cost. I have just finished school and I didn't want to pay for three more credit hours....she said I could take it for free and under the radar. I had no more excuses.
I just finished my last session of nine hour days for the past week. My heart is broken. I am tired of running. Why God does AIDS keeping coming back into my life....
I'll wait till You show me.
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