“Death is a powerful tool that allows us to rethink
our outlook and wakes us up to the things that matter and makes our lives
meaningful.” I wrote this sentence down just a little over two years ago.
Working within a church you are invested in the lives of people of various life
stages and I have found that death goes beyond the loss of a loved one. I
realized that that death can occur in our jobs, our relationships, and seasons
of life.
My experience with death for most of my life
had been very limited. My paternal grandparents had passed when I was very
little and my only other experiences came from walking with friends as they
experienced the death of loved ones. Then two years ago, I received an
unexpected (and unwelcomed) call that didn’t allow me to avoid death anymore
but face it straight on. My 40-year-old cousin suddenly passed. I had just talked
to her on the phone the week before and now she was gone?
Now very awake to the new outlook that death
provides, I watched a Ted Talk two years ago (today!) in a counseling class that
made me feel like I wasn’t alone for the first time since my cousin had passed
away.
A woman in New Orleans, Candy Chang, started a community art
project after going through a sudden, personal loss. After losing someone
she loved very much, she thought about death a lot. This helped to clarify
her life, the people she wanted to be with, and the things she wanted to
do.
However, she struggled to maintain this perspective and she
wondered if others felt the same way. With help from friends, she painted
the side of an abandoned house in her neighborhood with chalkboard paint
and stenciled it with the sentence:
"Before I Die I Want To ____________" Anyone walking
by could pick up a piece of chalk, reflect on their lives, and share their
personal aspirations in a public space.
By the next day, the wall was bursting with handwritten
responses and it kept growing. She understood her neighbors in new and
enlightening ways and the wall reminded her that she was not alone as she worked
to make sense of her life.
Rethinking how the Church can reach beyond our walls and into
the community, I thought about what impact we could make if we actually built a
wall in order to (ironically) help break down barriers within our community.
This video helped me to get out of my “worry’s me” thinking and inspired me to
think about how we could come together as a community.
I immediately started emailing people to see how we can make
this project a reality right there in class. By the end of the class, I had
already contacted an architect draw up plans for the wall, an artist to come up
with the “logo”, and people from the church to get approval. I’m a really
great, attentive student if you couldn’t tell…
Not even one hour later I received another unwelcomed call. My
grandfather had passed after being diagnosed with terminal cancer three years
earlier. Growing up in a single parent home, my grandpa took on the role of
father figure in my life and helped to shape who I am today. I vividly remember
my grandfather getting on my level to teach me to tie my shoes, pushing me down
our cul-de-sac and yelling “PEDAL” to teach me to ride my bike, and conquering
the winding roads of North Carolina. I also blame him for my lead foot.
Experiencing two huge losses within five weeks is something I
never wish on anyone. However, sharing about this Before I Die wall project
allowed people to open up to me around their experiences of loss. You see, the
people of Dayton have gone through huge losses recently. Not only the loss of
life, but the loss of business and jobs as well. Many people are speculating
that "Dayton is a dying city" without much hope. It's easy to get
caught up in the day-to-day and forget about what really matters. I realized
that this project wasn’t just cathartic for me, but it could really impact a
whole community and work to bring us together in this shared, safe space.
There was so much energy around this project and people seemed
to come out of the woodwork to make it happen. On a hot July afternoon, a group
of people gave up their time to construct the wall. You can see a time-lapsevideo and an explanation here.
We had put the wall in a prominent location on the church
grounds where many people passed when going to the Fraze concert venue or just
walking through Lincoln Park. Even with this strategery when it came to the
location, I remember having a few moments of panic and doubt as the wall was
going up. I had no idea how (and IF) the community would respond. My fears
washed away quickly as people wanted to write on the wall before we were even
finished and in less than 24 hours, the wall was covered with responses.
It was incredible to see people "reach out" and respond to each other in their messages. One of the most memorable interactions was after someone wrote in the response of before I die I want to... "Stay sober." Someone wrote next to it "One day at a time" while someone else responded with "If I can do it, so can you."
The wall reminded up until after Labor Day. Responses were
recorded and listed on a blog that people could follow. The wall continued to
be filled with responses on a regular basis engaging a few thousand people
throughout the summer. Who would have thought a wall could break down barriers
and allow people to realize that they weren’t alone?
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