Tuesdays on Broad Street: Week 5
Two looong months ago, I began a Community Service Learning course for college, which required me to give 80 volunteer hours to two local NGOs or charities . Throughout the process, I had to record and share my experiences with others. For my minor project, I served 20 hours (every Tuesday for five weeks) at the Augusta Care Pregnancy Center. I had no idea what this experience would teach me, yet every week when I sat down to blog, I was overwhelmed with all I had seen and heard. The words that came out of that messy heart were raw and honest. Some weeks I was angry at the injustice I saw. Some weeks I felt weighed down by the heavy, seemingly unsolvable issues. But other weeks, I walked away smiling hopefully. I'm a few days late posting this final blog because every time I sat down to write it, my emotions and thoughts were as impossible to pin down as kites in a wind storm. So for now, I'll say a prayer and endeavor to complete the journey I st...
