Monday, July 30, 2018


As a former DCE, I have had my fair share of high school graduations. I can almost recite the speech the principal will give, what the valedictorian will say; however, the student selected is always different. Nothing wrong with high school graduations. They are milestones in all our lives. I can still remember mine and the feeling I had when I pulled away from the high school as a student for the last time.

This past June, I witnessed my first graduation in a mostly First Nations high school. It was very different and for a reason.  A lot of youth do not finish high school, and for some, this might be the only time they are publicly recognized. This high school graduation was also special as my friend Taylor had invited me to attend. All the students buy or rent very formal attire.  It almost looks like a prom.
 The day started with group photos at Ksan Museum with Mt. Roche de Boule and the Buckley River in the background. Students enter into the school gym carrying a candle and place it on the table to signify their years of education and then are seated on a stage facing the audience. (The graduating students design and make their own backdrop for the stage each year.)  Speeches are given and scholarships are awarded. But, the scholarships are presented by people in the community, business leaders, society members, and school officials. More photos are taken, and then there is a first dance with mom or dad and a special guest. No, I did not dance with Taylor. Then the parties follow.
I was invited to Taylor’s home. Since he lived in Gitanyow, I was able to see a lot of familiar faces. As the food was set, I was asked to lead grace for the meal. Humbled and surprised to be asked, I acknowledged Taylor and the other two youth from Gitanyow and thanked God our creator. What a treat and a blessing!
 This will be it for most of these young people. Maybe some will go for further education, some have or will start a job while others… try to figure out what to do next. This is normal for a lot of youth everywhere, not just in First Nations’ communities. Yet, in a First Nations community, it’s even more challenging to figure out where to go next given the lack of employment opportunities, transportation (no public transit), poor housing, and other barriers they face. As well, there are many temptations and trials that can detour young adults.

God does guise our steps, but we need an idea where to start (Proverbs 19:21). As many graduates look towards the future, may they find guidance from wise adults and other heedful resources. May we all trust in the Lord and not our own understanding. Will you help me pray for these graduates to find a meaningful path in life that is fulfilling and sustainable?