Why Tiny Advantage

Today I was playing basketball with one of the boys who came over to hangout. We were playing a fun game of him trying to make baskets as I was running after him trying to steal the ball. As we were playing Wendy, one of my roommates, came running by a got the ball just as he was about to shoot it and stated, “I got the height advantage”. Soon after the ball got knocked and Wendy and him went running for it and he proclaimed, “I got the speed advantage” as he got to the ball before Wendy. As we were playing he was coming up with all different kinds of “advantages” that he had and the one he was most proud of was his “tiny advantage”. Later on that night I was reflecting on the day and that phrase, “tiny advantage” kept coming to mind. In a game of basket ball, having the tiny advantage helps to get in the tight places and steal the ball almost unnoticed. Living where the community house is on Gregory Street, is also a “tiny advantage”. The community house to the neighborhood is a place for the kids to go and feel safe. It a place where there are people who are interested in talking with you and playing games. It is a space to run around and you don’t have to be quiet. It is a place that older kids can go to and hang out without being questioned by the police. The community house is a place that the neighborhood comes together for holidays and parties. It is a place to connect. By being a dweller and being associated with the community house I have the “tiny advantage” of trust. By fostering this trust and showing that I am worthy of it I am able to build connections and friendships with the kids and the neighbors and for this I am blessed.

Need for Diversity

Tonight I am inviting a friend over for dinner and I needed to go to the grocery store to pick up some things. All my roommates had their own plans for the day and so I got in our van and headed to Food 4 Less on my own. This particular grocery store is the most affordable in our area and the best for a low income budget. As I was driving there it occurred to me that this was the first time since being here that I have gone grocery shopping on my own. I was kind of excited, because I could take my time and shop at my leisure. As I was pushing my cart and going up and down the aisles I noticed that aside from me and one of the employees there was maybe three or four other white people in the store. The majority of the customers were Hispanic. This was not a surprise to me; I have been in this store many times, but never on my own. As I walked through the store and saw foods with labels in Spanish and heard conversations in Spanish my color became very apparent to me. I have to admit that the longer I found myself in the store the more uncomfortable I became. I felt like I stood out and I found myself holding tight to my space around me as I stood in line to checkout. Well, Food 4 Less did not have some of the items that I needed so, I stopped at Pavilions on my way home. This grocery store is one that we don’t shop in that often because it is a little more pricy due to them carrying only certain brands. As I was walking in the parking lot heading to the door I started to feel my uneasiness start to go away. When I started to walk through the store I felt comfortable again and know it had to do with the fact that I was part of the majority again and not standing out.

This feeling of standing out is not new to me since I have been in Hollywood. Most mornings on the bus ride to work I am the only white person on the bus and at work I am also in the minority. Before I moved to LA, I have had a few experiences where in terms of color I have been in the minority, but since I have been here it seems like a daily experience. Back at home there is diversity, but not like it is here in LA. Here in LA I have noticed, at least in my area the association between social economical status and color is a lot more apparent. As I sit on the bus or when I walk in a store where my color stands out I find myself wondering what people are think of me. I wonder if they are thinking, why is she here? I find myself wanting to hide so I don’t stand out. It has definitely been a humbling experience and has made me aware of how important diversity is and how our towns, cities, states, and country need more of it. I obviously have not been exposed to diversity like I thought I was and I hope one day I can be blind to skin color and just see people, without labels.

Wednesday Night Bible Study

Every Wednesday night we have a youth group come over for a bible study. It is amazing how God works in his mysterious ways. Soon after we all got to Hollywood we were trying to figure out how we could reach out to the high school aged kids in the neighborhood. One Monday afternoon, soon after another brain storming session, two high schoolers in the neighborhood came over and asked if they could hold a bible study that they do at our community house and of course our answer was yes. We had no clue what this was going to look like and so when they first came over we took the seats off to the side and observed. One of the guys got up and starting sharing his testimony with the group and I was almost in tears. Here stood a 19 year old guy sharing how he had been to jail 4 different times and when he was not he was getting high and drinking. He would spend his days not thinking about the future and living for the day with no regards for his actions. He lived for getting a quick high or getting completely wasted so he would not have to come to the reality of what his life had become. Then when he was in jail for his last time he was given a bible and it was because of this book his life changed for the better. He started to find God while he was in jail and when he got out he was not perfect, he had his slips, but with encouragement from others and the grace and guidance from God he turned his back to the drugs and alcohol and reconnected with his family. He stood there that night telling his story to his friends and to strangers with the goal of helping them to see that there is more to life then the quick high and living for the weekend parties. That with God, you will find the joy and happiness they all long for. I sat their amazed by the courage that he had to show his vulnerability, but to also share his faith and love for God. I could tell not everyone in the room was convinced, but I could see something sparking in them to want to know more.

In one weeks time the bible study grew and the youth director of the group came to help in leading. We set up chairs on our basketball court and a key board was brought out. At 7:30 pm the sound of praise songs, prayer, and sharing of God’s word could be heard from our back yard. It was a breath taking sight. For about a month and a half we have had 20-30 high school aged youth join at our house on Wednesday nights to learn about God and how he can have a place in their lives. Being able to provide a space for these kids to share their passion and joy for the word of God is an honor and I am so thankful that God has given me the opportunity to learn with them.