Today's photos are from the summer after my Sophomore year, during which I spent 10 weeks studying French in New Haven and then 10 weeks studying in Paris.
I conducted my first ever alumni interview for Yale this weekend. The young woman I interviewed was kind, intelligent, and passionate. She loves science and robots and Doctor Who and dancing. She smiled during the entire interview, and opened her eyes wide every time she spoke. I'm proud of her, and I barely even know her. I'm full of joy that we live in a world that can produce such a thriving young person. If she gets into Yale, she'll get to spend four years learning and developing and transitioning into independence. And even if she doesn't get into Yale, I'm confident that she'll find another institution in which to do that good work.
And of course, not everyone can go to Yale. Not everyone can go to college. Not everyone can even go to school. Seventy two million primary school age children are not in school. In America, only one in three 25-29 year olds have had the opportunity to spend four years pursuing higher education. The freedom to learn and explore and develop - this is a freedom of the few.
It's utterly unearned, the education that I've received. I was born American, born middle class, born with traditional academic skills, born to a mother who prioritized my education over just about everything else in her life. I can't earn those blessings, can't ever be worthy of them, can't give them as a gift to anyone else.
And so I hope.
I hope for a future where every child is cherished. I hope for a future where every child can laugh and learn with their friends. I hope for the day when we will all be restored.
We wait in joyful hope, for the coming of our Saviour, Jesus Christ. Amen.