My Biggest Problem this Summer...

A few weeks ago I was asked to write a reflection on my time spent as an intern at the Office of Youth Ministry. I have sat down many times since then to work on said reflection only to get up each time no further along than when I first sit down. The problem is not that I dread writing this or have nothing interesting to say about the summer, but rather, the complete opposite.My problem is this….How do I find the words to explain all of the things that I learned, witnessed and was privileged enough to experience this summer? How do I explain to someone who does not see the prep for an event just all of the work that I learned goes into Project Life or Steubenville. Even more importantly, how do I explain to them that the countless hours spent making phone calls, binders, copies and running errands just fades into the background of the summer and is all made worth it the moment the event gets underway? How do I do that?How can I put those countless moments where I found myself in complete awe of what was going on around me on paper? How do I explain what it is was like to be a part of Project Life and spend a week with a hundred other teens and watch in complete awe as they gave up part of their summer to sleep on the floor, work hard and serve others, never complaining once? How do I convey the overwhelming sense of awe which I felt when I saw all two-thousand teens gathered in the auditorium at Steubenville in front of the Blessed Sacrament for the first time?How do I put into words those moments of grace when it seemed like everything which could be going wrong was, and yet in the end it always worked out because we are not in control? How can I give someone a picture of what it’s like to truly learn what phrases such as “expect the unexpected,” “roll with the punches,” and “don’t sweat the small stuff,” really mean? How do I describe what its like to pull leaves out of my hair after driving at a slightly above reasonable speed across MSU’s campus on a golf cart, or what it’s like to play Good Idea, Bad Idea when deciding how to handle a situation (ie driving at a slightly above reasonable speed across MSU’s campus on a golf cart….Bad Idea)?Here’s another tough one, how do I explain all of these experiences which took me from the nervous, sweating, silent intern, walking down what seemed like an endless hallway on day one to where I am today, completely comfortable, comparatively very talkative, and already looking forward to the next time I can walk down that hallway? How do I describe what it is like to become a part of the OYM family, to always have someone around who understands and is always “picking up what I am putting down?” How can I put into words how blessed I was this summer and how I gained more than I could have ever give in return? How can I do all of that?If you can answer that, then you’ll have solved the biggest problem I’ve met all summer…a problem which I did not expect going into this internship, but a problem that I would love to have again in a heartbeat. - Amy EschelbachAmy is in her second year at Truman State University