Though schedule seemed to conflict, I was able to make it to CCSC this past Saturday to volunteer. CCSC stands for Christian Community Service Center, and our Pathways Church has been volunteering every second Saturday of the month.
As
I chewed on my turkey sandwich, I was trying to think of what to share,
I realized that this past Saturday was very special for me. It was my
first time to serve as an interviewer!! :O You see, CCSC has a
building near our church where they open up to help out those who are
in need of financial, food, and clothing help. Families, who may have
been stricken with some kind of tough situation, like losing a job, and
needed some food to get by, or help with paying rent or bills come to
seek help here.
It's a great place. I've been serving here
mainly in pantry and administration side of things for past year, but
never had the opportunity (or even dreamed of) to serve as an
interviewer! So needless to say, I was very surprised when Ruth, the
head honcho Korean-American lady that runs the place on that Saturday,
asked me to interview!! I panicked! What if I miss questions, what if
I forget to include something... what if I... but most importantly,
what if I ask or say something stupid to offend these people who are in need! The last thing they need is to be offended by my saying something totally insensitive! :(
I
watched another interviewer in action for a while and then Ruth asked
me to interview this one man who needs to leave soon for an interview!
So trying not to look too nervous, I asked him to come in. Shook hands
and introduced myself. Told him I was a total newbie at this and
apologized in advance of my mistakes and any other shortcomings. This
man had things going... his occupation was an accountant but lost job
due to illness and was always looking for contract work inbetween. He
told me himself that he gets very sensitive and proud. This told me
that he probably didn't want to be here, if at all possible. And his
record showed just that. His visits were sporadic, and due to an
illness that I can't mention, things were going rough for him.
This
is when I told myself to look beyond the appearance and the voice of
this man. This man is in need of help, I told myself. He doesn't need
me to criticize him on his personal skills, but for me to just be kind
and courteous and get him through the paper work so he can grab some
food for himself and leave in time for his interview. Prior to this
experience, it was hard to really get a face-to-face time with these
people in need, and thus made feel more and more segregated... and left
me feeling... different from them. This interview process totally
changed that.
I wanted to make God proud of me, just as any
human tends to try to get his/her parents proud of him/her. So I put
my opinions aside and just helped. I hope to be able to serve as an
interviewer more often... a bit selfish on my part... so that I can
connect with these people in need better... and closer. It was a good
day.
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