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Don’t Mean Nothing To Me

Don’t Mean Nothing to Me. That’s the title of a song by the Tinted Windows. And that’s how I feel about my current position as unemployed. I know that I will find my way and I know things will be okay.

I know, I know. I am a horrible blogger. I’m pretty sure I don’t have an avid readership. And I haven’t updated in months. But, but, but…I will try my hardest to try!

The last time I wrote things were fabulous. I was following my dream, living it, serving, and being it. Today, however, things are different. And I will not rehash what can easily be read on BigGovernment.com or MediaMatters.org.  All that is necessary to know is that, much like many other non-profit positions, the money is no longer there and the grant is gone.  I mentioned in The Non-Profit Passion entry that my position was a temporary position, and indeed…it was.  The NeighborWorks grant contract was through March 2010, however, based on current events and occurrences, the grant was voided and now my position isn’t necessary.

At the present moment, I am taking my skills (you know those qualifications you put at the top of your resume…Microsoft Office, communication skills, reliable, adaptable, etc) and trying to find another great and rewarding position. Whether those skills lead me towards writing, development, outreach, policy, or case management is an unknown. It’s scary and well, just scary.

But, the things I have learned in the last year and a half with the previous organization has taught me so much.   I’ve learned how to communicate with so many different people. I’ve learned when to say that I’ve done something wrong and to fix it….and when to just fix it without pointing out that I’ve made an error. I’ve learned to be an Excel wizard. I’ve learned that working on the fly is sometimes the best medicine, but other times a plan is what is necessary to get things done. I’ve also learned to keep my eye out for myself.

Keep an eye out on yourself. Be prepared for the worst, but hope for the best. And that’s where I’m at now. While the purpose of what I am here for is service and others, there comes a time and place where I am at now. There were so many times that I heard people say, “Well do what is best for you,” in regard to looking for jobs and just generally being kind of nasty in the office. However, at this point, I really do need to be on the lookout for myself. The day BigGovernment.com broke the first video tape I was appalled. I was shocked. And, that’s when I hit the ground running. That was mid September. By the first of October I had my first job interview. The company wasn’t what I was looking for and I wasn’t what they were looking for, but nonetheless, I was looking out for myself. And now, a month and a half after the hunt started things are looking good. Fingers are crossed that hopefully I’ll just “unemployed” for a week.

I’m also smiling, I’m hopeful, and prayful because being unemployed don’t mean nothing to me right now….I know it won’t last long. And I know things are going to be alright.

Foreclosure, calling, and others who share my passion

I have mentioned before that Project Transformation helped me find my call to service. My call service my not be outward, it may not be at the pulpit, it may not be at a church, and it may not be noticeable to many. In the long run, however, that calling in between me and God. However, for those of you that are looking for that call to service let me share with you a short story about Reverend John Lasseigne, the city of San Antonio, me, and how they all are intertwined.

This Saturday, August 9, 2009, I flipped through the newspaper and saw the headline “Saving souls and homes: LA priest labors to keep his flock out of foreclosure.” I would have read this article no matter what, the topic is near and dear to my heart, since 45 hours of my week are devoted to the cause. As I began reading the article a particular line struck me, “Works of justice are an integral part of the priesthood. We have to take stands in aiding the needy and denouncing the injustices of society. ”

Social justice for the needy is what ACORN stands for, and part of why I initially applied to work for them.  As I began my time with ACORN I began working on my campaigns and was pointed towards foreclosures. At the time the word was nothing but a small thirty second story on CNN or MSNBC to me. Texas was a bubble. We were immune. My boss, however, said, “if we can stop it now, it doesn’t have to become a problem.” And that’s the approach I took. And that’s how I look at it today. There are foreclosures and delinquencies all over the city. It may not be a thirty second story on CNN, but it’s there. And that’s what I’m dedicated to, because that’s what social justice and my calling is.

Back to the priest… so Rev. Lasseigne didn’t start out devoted to foreclosures. It wasn’t on his radar. It wasn’t something he thought of on a daily basis. But, what he did know, as I mentioned before, was that Social justice was important. He has a J.D. and only after struggling with the thought of attending seminary, decided to join the Missionary Oblates of Mary Immaculate. At this point he learned Spanish and worked within the surrounding community, which was predominately latino and low income.  After finishing up his time in San Antonio he moved his way over to a similar neighborhood in Los Angeles.  It was not until a parishioners asked the Reverend to pray for them because they were going to lose their home to foreclosure that foreclosure came up on his radar. This was not his first, nor would it be the last family who would ask for his prayers and support through this tough time. These tough times is what has allowed this man, who has been called to Social justice, and to the Word, to help more the 1,500 people in one sitting.

I have, on occasion, said that I will pray for families that have come in to the office, only after they have brought it up. And I do. And it’s not just that day, but I have a whole list of families that I think of on a daily basis. Some have been helped through the housing counseling that my organization provides, some have been lost in the shuffle, and others I have lost complete contact with. In a weird twist of prayer, one client who was on this list, came in to the office a few days ago because she needs help again. Her son, who was the main source of her grief, had brain surgery, and massive medical bills which she was paying. Things are better for her son now, but her bills are still around and she still needs help. She is still on my list. There is another family, who says they will pray for me every time I get off the phone with them. And I will do the same. And not just because they say they will bring me enchiladas all the way from New Braunfels.

So, this interwined mess of serice, Social justice, the Word, non-profits, and life is crazy. And its never ending.  And I love it.

For the full article about Rev. Lasseigne read the article here.

For information about Foreclosure Prevention click here.

The Non-Profit Passion

When originally choosing to attend college my top three reasons for attending the school I did were the following:

  • 1. Size
  • 2. Distance from home
  • 3. Food

That was pretty much it. I visited Texas Lutheran University once, had an amazing meal and said, “Sign me up!” As I look back, two years after graduation and a year and a half into a non-profit career there probably were other reasons (and other forces) which guided me towards this choice. Whatever those forces and reasons were, it got me to where I am today.

As a sophomore in college I found the Wesley Foundation. It was pretty much the perfect time for me to find the United Methodist group. It started out large, but by the time I was a senior it was a core group of 5-6 people who could count on each other for thoughts, prayers, fellowship. and weekend outings. I also counted on them to find what to do after graduation.

And that’s where the non-profit journey began. With two degrees in hand (Psychology and Spanish) but no direction (much like this blog) I headed to Project Transformation where I would search for what I would do next. Of course, much like all Psychology majors, my idea of post-graduation was, “Well I’ll help people for a little bit and then go to Grad school for something…” but what would I do for that time in between? Would I be a social worker? Would I be a counselor? Would I work in HR? Project Transformation showed us how we could serve the world according to our purposes.

There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord. – 1 Corithians 12:5

pt_logoThroughout the summer, this verse was explained through various “experiences.” By visiting people who were “serving” in different ways I saw that serving wasn’t just being a “social worker” or a “minister” or a “teacher.” It was very powerful, and life changing.  With the explosion of service and the increased funding for Service I recomend every college student spend at least a quarter of a term with AmeriCorps; whether it be with PT or with another organization that better suites you.

Taking these findings back home, I set out to find my way to serve according to my purpose. Oh my, did that take a long time. Student loans started to come, cell phone bills came and went and I was desperate. It wasn’t long until serving with a purpose took the backseat to making some type of money. I wasn’t going to be strong enough to play the Emerging Church enlightened follower yet. No ma’am. No sir. So, I set off to find myself, not, the job, but a job.  And I found it. I found one. As the deeded telemarketer. And I wasn’t the only college graduate who couldn’t find a job there. We all dreaded the days in and out of the cubicles, “smiling and dialing.” But it paid the bills.

I let my bosses know that I was looking for “the one.” It was like the telemarketing job and I were friends with benefits but nothing would ever come of what we were doing together. Sad, because there were ways to move up in the company. I went on several interviews, including “social worker” and “case manager” but none panned out until March of 2008. It was a dreary day in South Texas. I trekked my way downtown to an area I would never have gone before to an office building that I got lost in. And I got hired!

I got hired for “the job.” It was as a “community organizer.” I had never heard the term before and this was just before Barack Obama burst on to the national scene to tell everyone what a community organizer was. Hearing some of the things an organizer did scared me. But, it was an excited scared, not a scared scared like telemarketing did to me.  I was going to be helping people, I was going to be fighting for rights and justice and the people I wanted to help from the time I was young. I was going to be working for ACORN.

And then came elections. And I didn’t register a single person to vote. San Antonio registered a handful of people to vote, all friends of friends. But, Ohio, Nevada, and Missouri sure did register a lot more people to vote then I did. So many that the people that were funding my paycheck didn’t want to pay it anymore. And that’s when “the job” was gone.

Back to square one, back to the internet and back to prayer. And Oh my. What to do? What to do? Well. Five to ten interviews came and went with no luck. The funding still hadn’t come back…but then came the phone call. It was ACORN Housing, “NeighborWorks is going on its second year and we need someone for Quality Control. Will you do it? It’s full time. And even though it says temporary in the description, I can say it’ll last at least two year.” Score one for me! And here I am. Fully employed, serving according to my purpose, saving the world, one house at a time, and I love it. And everyone has their story. And this is mine.