Job Wanted for Caleb; Forgive Them for They Do Not Understand

Today I took a friend out for coffee/tea. He is from Sudan. As I sat sipping my warm Chai Tea Latte and talking to him I knew the time we spent talking about American ways and life was something he very much appreciated and found joy in. It was great for me to get to share my thoughts and ideas regarding the refugee situation here in Memphis and even greater for me to hear and learn from his personal experiences. I’ll call this gentleman Caleb.

Caleb wants an American name anyways. After hearing his story, I cannot say as I blame him or doubt his reasoning. He’s not trying to hide who he is. As a matter of fact he’s bold vocally about his hearts changes and understandings about who God is to him. Caleb is smart and carries himself very educated and well mannered. He speaks three languages fluently and writes in about five or six. Caleb always thinks outside the box and wants to help me with the work I do. He was once a very rich man and now has been financially ruined because of unfortunate political mishaps out of his control. He knows what money can buy and he now knows what it’s like to have nothing. He will not ask for things to help himself; he’s humble, hopeful and wants to work and earn what he needs on his own. Caleb is single and alone walking and thinking a lot but has not allowed himself to become overly bitter or cold hearted towards the cruel world around him that tries to keep him in a cycle of oppression. He is beginning more and more to understand that so many people just don’t understand. Caleb and I spoke about forgiveness and how Jesus cried out, “Forgive them Father, for they do not understand“. Caleb forgives.

Someone who has always experienced financial riches and wealth CANNOT truly understand what it’s like to be in the shoes of a poor man. And, a poor man CANNOT understand what’s its truly like to be rich. The rich have their problems and so often the more they have the more obstacles they have in the way of them seeing God at all. The poor have their problems and so often (as Caleb stated) they grow bitter and struggle to love others and neglect the love of God.

I love to do life among the poor and am truly blessed each time I intertwine my life with theirs. I don’t see them as poor though and don’t like to label them this way…I see them as rich in many ways I am not. As I continue to make great friends of those that have different cultural experiences and different life challenges, I pray my eyes, ears and heart are open wide. I pray for God’s wisdom to not miss a lesson I need to know to be a better me and to exhibit my best in Christ to others. ALL others!! (All different kinds of people). I like what Mother Teresa said, “We do not want to do what other religious orders have done throughout history, and begin by serving the poor only to end up unconsciously serving the rich. In order to understand and help those who have nothing, we must live like them…the only difference is those people are poor by birth, and we are poor by choice.” (Mother Teresa’s Authorized Biography). Being at a ground level with struggling refugees who have come to America to start their lives over is a challenging, humbling, life changing and blessed thing. I know I and many of the volunteers at Asha’s Refuge grow closer to God because of these experiences. There is always something new to learn. I personally want to aim to serve ALL people unto Jesus though…rich, poor or in the middle. I believe with all my heart it’s kinda done the same way…just love.

Asha’s Refuge will be working towards a two day a week one to one teaching and mentoring plan. This will enable us to be better at getting closer to the hearts needs of each individual refugee as well as be personally blessed by building hopefully lasting relationships between volunteers and refugee students. Both sides, refugee and volunteer, will learn from one another. We will need lots of volunteers willing to organize, help and be blessed. If you speak English and love Jesus, you are qualified. Please let us know if you want to know more about how you can help.

By the way, Caleb and I spoke a lot today about resumes and various American business etiquette and application procedures. He knows we Americans have our way of doing things and wants to understand this enough to land a job that will allow him not to have to depend on government assistance. Remember, he’s educated and was very wealthy at one time in his country. He’s had about 5-6 years of college but under the difficult circumstances he never was able to graduate with a degree. He needs a job and is eager and willing to start from the bottom of a good company, be trained and learn more. Three hour online job applications are complicated and questions are often misinterpreted and confusing. He does speak great English and completes these but has not felt confident about his ability to express to others in America who he is on paper or through a computer question and answer session. If you are an employer looking to to fill a position Caleb might be your answer. Please contact me at jamie@ashasrefuge.org and thank you!

2 responses to “Job Wanted for Caleb; Forgive Them for They Do Not Understand”

  1. The king in Indonesia Avatar
    The king in Indonesia

    thanx alot for the post .. it inspires me to: be like Rome, it was an idea, principles, plans and an image with an emotional charge in the books and hearts and minds, not just stones and wealth, so no matter how many times it was invaded and destroyed, it was rebuilt and rose again in its full glory ..

    – Lets be unique, live different, improve and create everyday .. To already be an expression of perfection and success ..

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    The king in Indonesia

    The lady that set me free:
    Thank you for reading this, but please don’t stop, at least until I show you were and how she set me free, wanna see?
    Read on ..
    When I first met my now great friend Jamie when she first accidentally showed up at my doorstep – and if you ask my eyes and feelings- I must say I had a very good impression or at least a hunch of something different about her, but because we get most of our judgments and reactions from our experiences and I didn’t meet or knew Jamie at all, she better not know what went on my mind then because it was simply conditioned to think this: oh no yet another robot, wait for the fake smile, after few seconds here it is a wide smile, I tried not to concentrate on what she discussed with the others and instead was waiting for something else to happen: here it is the bogus pray, we prayed but after we discussed my employment issues and she offered to help and left.
    Your consciences leaves you with no choice but deeply appreciate and utterly respect a person who helps you, and I bet you know yourselves how immature and ugly you become (and it’s true) to react otherwise, you don’t want to be seen at that territory
    only today I realize that at that day I was arrogant, and she didn’t at all deserve the treatment my mind projected on her, or on people like her.
    Well of course after that day things changed, and like she said in this blog she one day invited me to talk and drink some coffee – quite a humble move from a classy lady in a “robotic” city like Memphis- but this is not my point;
    Ladies and gentlemen Jamie, this young girl who helps others and invites them out to hear their problems did this so even though she HAS A LOT OF PROBLEMS, (I came to know as we opened up), but I have seen myself how life was soo hard on her in the past and right now, but yet I noticed she always was only concerned about others, I felt an urge to look around and find Ms life and punish her for how she treated Jamie.
    I started thinking who am I to demand anything from her? I am an adventurer who wasted a lot of opportunities and was yet blessed to realize a dream and migrate to the states; I was always a bachelor single who was never even now responsible for anyone (not that this is wrong – I insist- ), but that people were helping me all along ever since I arrived here and even before, without me helping anyone.
    Until this very moment Jamie never asked me back for anything, and I never offered any help or even a gift for her that she definitely deserves, and I don’t even think she noticed..
    Jamie bought a classy wallet for me on Wednesday and then she wanted me to go shop for more, so I had to ask myself: at what mark on the scale should I stop demanding more and more from others, (be them family, friends, government or fill in the blank yourself), and disrespecting them for not giving us what they want?
    Here is when I was set free .. When I realized that that mark on the scale was the very first one, remember when Jamie showed up on my doorstep, and smiled?
    I should have been grateful …..
    I don’t know you all but we all know Jamie, and I wrote this page today to urge all of us to think about Jamie, to thank her for what she is doing, to look after her and stand for her, ask her what she needs and whatever it is It shouldn’t be hard for all of us to provide .. after all she is just one standing for so many.

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