“Denied By God”
By: Francisco Dosal
After graduation Julie had planned to get a small job, she needed some extra money and time to kill before he went off to college in the spring. She was a devoted Christian and a kind hearted young girl. She always looked for ways to help younger teenagers her age succeed and create a brighter future. That’s why she planned to go to college and one day become a teacher but until than she was blessed with a job helping high school students register at Hope Academy.
Hope Academy was a Christian based school; it was unlike any other traditional school. Rather than coming in every morning and staying for eight hours, an individual would come get the necessary work, complete it at home and return it in a week. Hope Academy worked for teenagers who troubled through their years in high school and those who dropped out of high school could after all graduate.
Julie could not wait for her first day on the job; she could not wait to help others just as her teachers had helped her. She arrived early and was the first to enter the small building. She admired the logo that was painted behind the counter on the wall. She believed in his power. She stood proudly behind the counter table as she waited for the first person’s life she was going to help achieve a bright future. A smile slowly grew on her face; it only helped brightened the room even more, as if God was present in the room.
At evening only an hour after Julie’s arrival a young man walked in. She smiled and greeted him as she asked what she could do for him, as if she had no idea what the young man wanted. He asked what he had to do to be a full student and Julie gladly helped gave him the paperwork to fill out. The young man filled out the paper work in minutes and handed it back to Julie. She handed it to Mrs. C who was in charge of filing the paper work.
“Is that all?” asked the young man, making sure he had completed all that was necessary.
“Yeup, you’re all done,” Julie said with a pleasant smile on her face as the young man began to walk out of the building.
“Excuse me young man,” Mrs. C yelled before the young man left the building. He stopped and walked back to see what she wanted, “You forgot to provide us your social security number.”
The young man did not respond. He looked at Mrs. C with a face that said, “I don’t see what my retirement fund has anything to do with my education.”
“You do have a social security number, right” Mrs. C asked waiting for the young man to respond. The young man did not respond as he glanced to Julie giving her the same face he had giving Mrs. C. Mrs. C waited and realizing what his face was saying, she got the Principle and explained the situation. They discussed between each other when the Principle came to the young man and asked with hesitation and embarrassment.
“Are you an illegal immigrant?” he said as he waited for an answer. The young man said nothing.
“Yes,” said the young man finally, trembling through the word, he felt ashamed.
“I’m so sorry, but,” the Principle stopped in mid-sentence. Then finally finished, “we can’t help you here.” He had never spoken those words through his entire time working in Faith Academy.
The young man slightly lowered his head in disappointment. Julie did the same, ashamed, disappointed, but most importantly heart broken. It seemed time stopped and eternity began, no one said a word. The young man finally looked up, breaking the spell and said in a soft calm voice.
“You should paint over that,” indicating the quote behind Julie. With those last words he left. Julie worked that entire day helping other young adults apply but no matter how many she helped she could not get over the one she did not.
The following day as she came into work and walked inside, she stood and looked at the quote. Thinking of what it meant and of the young man from yesterday. She failed in achieving her goal, her dream, but the worst of all she failed in helping someone achieve their goals and their dreams. Tears escaped her eyes as she thought what the young man’s goals were and what his dreams could have been. “Through God not everything is possible,” she thought looking at the quote. She felt disgusted with herself and with the school.
“What about separation of church and state,” she asked all her peers.
“That’s just the way things are,” they would reply or “this is a private school.”
“Are we not servants of god and not the state?” she would think of saying but never would. She no longer wanted to be part of this school if in reality it did not work for the lord. She could not see her peers the same or stand firmly below the quote. That same day she wrote the principle her letter of resignation for she had lost faith towards the school and now it all seemed dimmer inside. She could not help the young man that had walked through that day but she felt she had done him a favor by leaving and painting over the entire quote.