Worth the Wait
I've been with the Peace Retreat Movement for almost seven years now and last weekend, I became the Big Brother (BB) of a retreat for the very first time. I'm not going to lie, I've been wanting to become BB for a while now. During those times that I thought I was going to be chosen but was instead passed over for someone else, I was really hurt. This year in fact, I kinda gave up on the BB thing... So when they said that I was going to be BB for PR 99, I was not happy. I actually felt angry about it because it seemed like they only chose me because there wasn't anyone else.
In the run up to the retreat, that feeling of anger dissipated but it was not replaced by excitement. I just felt numb about the whole thing up until the day of the retreat. I did not prepare myself that much, I only asked God to help me out so that my retreatants will get what they deserve. But the moment I started dealing with the students, everything changed. I was suddenly nervous, happy, excited, afraid and a whole host of other feelings. Basically, I started feeling the BB vibe and I wanted to become a good one.
Unfortunately, my retreatants are college students and historically, college students are a pain in the ass and this batch is no different. Different issues came up that not only challenged me and Ate Reg (the Big Sister), but also challenged every single auxiliary in this retreat. I even wanted to cry at one point because of all the problems but there was no time to do that, there are retreatants to take care of. But like what Ate Reg said, there are just some kids in this batch who are hopeless cases (or pasaways) and instead of exerting effort to try and change them, we just let them be.
With all the issues, challenges and hopelessness facing us, I was pretty much just soldiering on with my job. People before me who have become BBs have said that being BB is tiring but it is very fulfilling. I was just tired. Nothing about serving these kids made me feel fulfilled. But as they say, God works in mysterious ways.
Things suddenly took a turn for the better. Those kids who seem hopeless suddenly started showing to us that they can be redeemed and that they want to be redeemed. Again, I wanted to cry. But this time, it was not because I was tired but because I was ashamed with myself for giving up on these kids so easily and for not having faith in them or in myself. Seeing that there is hope in these kids made me so happy as well. It made me feel fulfilled. And this particular feeling made me realize that all those years of waiting for the chance to become BB doesn't matter anymore. All the hurt and anger that I felt was erased. What matters is that I was now given the chance to serve in a different way and that this chance didn't go to waste.
Becoming Big Brother in a retreat was definitely worth the wait. And I cannot wait to do it all over again.
In the run up to the retreat, that feeling of anger dissipated but it was not replaced by excitement. I just felt numb about the whole thing up until the day of the retreat. I did not prepare myself that much, I only asked God to help me out so that my retreatants will get what they deserve. But the moment I started dealing with the students, everything changed. I was suddenly nervous, happy, excited, afraid and a whole host of other feelings. Basically, I started feeling the BB vibe and I wanted to become a good one.
Unfortunately, my retreatants are college students and historically, college students are a pain in the ass and this batch is no different. Different issues came up that not only challenged me and Ate Reg (the Big Sister), but also challenged every single auxiliary in this retreat. I even wanted to cry at one point because of all the problems but there was no time to do that, there are retreatants to take care of. But like what Ate Reg said, there are just some kids in this batch who are hopeless cases (or pasaways) and instead of exerting effort to try and change them, we just let them be.
With all the issues, challenges and hopelessness facing us, I was pretty much just soldiering on with my job. People before me who have become BBs have said that being BB is tiring but it is very fulfilling. I was just tired. Nothing about serving these kids made me feel fulfilled. But as they say, God works in mysterious ways.
Things suddenly took a turn for the better. Those kids who seem hopeless suddenly started showing to us that they can be redeemed and that they want to be redeemed. Again, I wanted to cry. But this time, it was not because I was tired but because I was ashamed with myself for giving up on these kids so easily and for not having faith in them or in myself. Seeing that there is hope in these kids made me so happy as well. It made me feel fulfilled. And this particular feeling made me realize that all those years of waiting for the chance to become BB doesn't matter anymore. All the hurt and anger that I felt was erased. What matters is that I was now given the chance to serve in a different way and that this chance didn't go to waste.
Becoming Big Brother in a retreat was definitely worth the wait. And I cannot wait to do it all over again.