What is a Social Worker?

I realized today that I have neglected to write about social work! I apologize and will try to make up for it.

For some of my readers the above question may sound a little boring, but trust me, even social workers don't know the full extent of their own field of practice because it is constantly expanding. Most people associate social workers with child protection agencies who come into the home and tear families apart, but that doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what a social worker does.

The best definition I have heard is that a social worker is a resource. Social workers are community based and are charged with knowing about community resources, such as transportation for the disabled, translation services for the hearing impaired (sign language), support groups for substance abusers and their families, job services for criminals on parole, counseling services, etc. This list could go on and on, but basically social workers are there to help people who don't know where to turn, or maybe they have fallen in a "gap" inbetween services and don't know what to do, or maybe they just need some basic education about something they are facing but don't know who to talk to. A social workers job is to reach out and meet the needs of individuals and organizations in their community. This can be done through a variety of different ways, for example, a school social worker is charged with helping students and their families with needs related to school involvement. When issues arise that are outside that realm, the social worker is expected to know who to refer too and still expected to follow the situation to provide any assistance the family or individual might need.

Let me give a historical example of what a social worker does by talking about one of the most famous social workers, Jane Adams. In 1889, Jane and a friend started a settlement house in Chicago now known as Hull House. This was a place that immigrants (mostly Polish) came and learned skills such as sewing, reading, writing, health care, and received training in English taught by prestigious professors from neighboring universities. All at no cost to participants. Hull House continued to grow over the years to serve over 2,000 people every week, ranging in age from toddlers to older adults. Hull House became a well known community resource that everyone, not just Polish immigrants, used.

Hopefully that gives you a better understanding of what it is that social workers do. Any time someone experiences a transition in their life, like a baby being born, a diagnosis of cancer, or the passing of a loved one, a social worker would be equipped to help you navigate that transition, or if they can't they at least would know of or be able to find someone who could. Social workers can be found in almost every field, education, different types of industry, buisness, research, they have an effect on legislation, immigration, social services, medical and health care related fields, counseling, mental health, etc. And this list is constantly expanding.

Now you might be wondering, with all the possibilities, what I plan to do with my social work degree. That is the beauty of social work, I have many different interests and just as many possibilies. I am looking into the possibility of doing research in the field, right now I am interning at a gerontological doctor's office (a doctor who specializes in people over age 65) which I really enjoy, I also have a background in working with people with disabilities and would like to do some disability advocacy and help reform ADA legislation. I would like to work for International Justice Mission to help rehabilitate women and children who have been freed from the sex slave trade. And international adoptions interest me, as well as educating foster parents about being a foster parent. I would also like to work on a church staff as a church social worker to help coordinate services within the church and coordinate efforts of the church to meet the needs of the community. This and so much more!

I hope this gives my readers a better picture of what a social worker does. If you have any questions feel free to ask, or if you have been helped by a social worker I would love to hear your story. Take some time to check out the links. I will be spot lighting IJM in my next post because they really are a phenomenal organization.

Bible College Knowledge But She's Still Got Book

I know, random title but it was the first thing that popped in my head as I sat down to write this. I'm going to tie it in, I promise, just stick with me.

This is my third week of fasting and praying and God has shown me more about myself than anything else. I realized something as I was praying the other day: I am a very cerebral person. I'm sure all my readers already know this fact, but to be honest I have been a little oblivious. My prayers, up to this point, have been very theologically sound, very focused on God and his character, and very full of Scripture, and yet I still have felt that I am not...connecting. Like I am talking to a professor instead of a friend. 

That's when it hit me, prayer is relational. Why? Because God is a relational God. How do I know that God is relational? Let's start at the beginning, Genesis 3:8 "And they heard the sound of the LORD* God walking in the garden in the cool of the day..." Can you imagine? What would it have sounded like to hear the Creator God walking in the garden? And this all powerful Creator was looking for Adam and Eve. God, Elohim (meaning: God as Creator, Preserver, Transcendent, Mighty and Strong), came looking for those created in his image. He wanted to be with them, talk with them, listen to them, and wanted them to be with him. He wanted his creation to enjoy his presence up close and personal. Then we find out the sad truth, "..and the man and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the LORD God among the trees of the garden. But the LORD God called to the man and said to him, "Where are you?'"  This hits me all over again as I type this, the divine "but". That word is key here because God already knew that Adam and Eve had sinned. He knew exactly where they were and why they were hiding, he didn't need Adam to tell him because God is all knowing, seeing the hearts of men (1 Samuel 16:7, Psalm 51:9-10).

BUT GOD, what wonderful words! Acts 10:39-41, Acts 13:29-31, Romans 5:7-9, 1 Corinthians 1:26-28,  1 Corinthians 7:6, 2 Timothy 2:19, "BUT GOD being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our sins has made us alive together with Christ- by grace you have been saved" Ephesians 2:4-5.

Second, lets look at Jesus for proof of God's personalness. My favorite passage in Luke could be used here (Luke 7:11-16), but instead I want to cite John 4:5-26- the passage known as the woman at the well. Jesus, the very Son of God who was yet fully God and fully man, spoke to this woman who was half Jew. Now, understanding the cultural context is key. Women were not valued in this time period, and Samaritans were looked upon as mongrels- dirty half-bloods. Jesus spoke to this woman in love, not condemnation, to open her eyes to truth and forgiveness. Jesus already knew her and how she lived. He did not need her to tell him about herself, but he wanted her to tell him. (He told her, "Go, call your husband and come back." ¹⁷"I have no husband," she replied.

   Jesus said to her, "You are right when you say you have no husband. ¹⁸The fact is, you have had five husbands, and the man you now have is not your husband. What you have just said is quite true.") 

I feel as though I have lost this sense of a personal God. Not a god that I can make into my own image, but a God who is never changing, knows me down to the very hairs on my head, and yet wants to hear about my daily struggles. I went to a small Bible College where I learned many things, I learned the importance of exegesis, how to study the Scriptures, apologetics, and even how to ask questions. One thing I forgot to do was to connect my head with my heart. I think this is one of the big reasons why I do not understand prayer. In order to "get" prayer, I need to reconnect with the One to whom I am praying. Just as in Hebrews 4, my great high priest knows every depth of what I feel and think, BUT he wants to hear it from me.

Spring and other touristy things

I decided to take a trip to Charleston yesterday on a whim. I love photography, but haven't been able to spend much time on it since my hand surgery in December. Being still unsure of my hand strength, I decided to take two disposable cameras with me as a test run to see if I can hold onto a camera without dropping it. Thankfully it went well. I am posting some of the pictures I took yesterday. Enjoy!

With the sights and sounds of the Market...

                                    This is Jim. He plays at the Market regularly.

                                          X marks the spot!

No trip to Charleston is complete without a shot of Market wares.

                                                It was hard turning down free samples...

      Then I spied St. Philips grave yard.

    As soon as I entered the noise of the city fell away.

 This was the quietest place I'd ever been. I almost forgot I was in the middle of Charleston.

                                          Cool shadow.
I thought a lot about my journey in exploring prayer while I was walking through this church yard. I sat down and wrote out some of my thoughts which I will share later. Hope y'all enjoyed my tour of the Market.

Fuzzy Green Friends

I spent most of the afternoon Sunday cleaning out my fridge. I'm sure most of you know why that needed to occur. You cook something really good for dinner and say to yourself, "This will be even better tomorrow." And so you put it in a glad container, and what happens? You forget about it. Your succulent culinary masterpiece is shoved to the back of the fridge where it starts to grow over time. And grow, and grow, and...well you get the picture. Then one day your hand brushes the container when reaching for the milk and you pull it out wondering, "What was that?" totally unable to recognize its contents as edible food.


Thus I began my preparation for this 40 day fast that I am now 2 days into. I am participating in a nation wide call to college and graduate student believers to fast and pray for their campuses. Really this would be considered a partial fast, because I will still be eating over the next 40 days, I will simply be fasting from certain foods. 
It's called the Daniel fast, taken from the first chapter of the book of Daniel. Daniel was an Israelite who was taken to Babylon as a slave in the king's court and was to eat certain foods to be strong for the kings service. Daniel and his fellow Israelites fasted from meat and wine, eating only vegetables and drinking water to "not defile himself with the kings food." (Daniel 1:8-21). God rewarded their faithfulness and gave them skill and wisdom in the kings courts. The Daniel fast is modified in that, in addition to vegetables, you are allowed to eat fruit and nuts and drink juice. The general rule is no meats and no sweets. Whole grains only, no white flour. As you participate in this fast, you are to pray and as I shared earlier, prayer is a part of the Christian life I simply do not understand and have struggled with for some time. I want to know how it works and why. My theology that God is totally in control of what happens and that he never changes poses a problem, in my mind, to the "power of prayer". If my prayers do not cause God to change, what is their purpose? Is prayer just a one sided conversation? These and so many other questions have entered my mind on the topic of prayer. I have researched, I have read, and still I am not satisfied. I need to experience this thing called prayer on a daily basis to truly understand it. Perhaps understanding prayer isn't really the point of this discipline of fasting and prayer. Maybe its purpose lies in drawing near to God. Maybe in focusing less on myself and more on others, or maybe in something that I have not yet discovered. 


Sunday morning Dr. Ferguson preached on prayer. I call that divine appointment, you can call it whatever you like. The scripture was Psalm 109:4, "In return for my love they accuse me, but I give myself to prayer." In Hebrew the last half of that sentence reads, "...but I prayer." David cannot separate himself from prayer; there is no division between praying and not praying because prayer is always an expression of need and David has recognized that he is always in need before his accusers and before the Holy God of Israel. 
Out of anything I could have done to understand prayer better and to grow my prayer life, fasting- being reminded of my need of God by every hunger pain and desire for chocolate or coffee- will help me accomplish this. 


My goal for the next 40 days: To understand prayer as the key element in the Christian life.


I will leave you with a quote about prayer:

“Prayer is one of the weirdest things in the world. People do not become enamored and helped by a Christianity that glosses over its weirdness and tries to make it easy and palatable and boring. Christianity comes alive to people when they see it is weird and you say, yeah it’s weird, wildly weird, it’s so weird it’s true!” -John Piper