This is not at all what I had expected to hear when I began watching this video, but I’m so glad to have come across it and hope to do the bit I can to help Jennifer Robinson in her fight to free West Papua.
Stories such as these are stern and sobering wake-up calls to the ignorant, spoilt brat in me that too often takes for granted the freedom and luxury that comes with growing up and raising my own family in Sydney. I know not the heartache and physical, mental or emotional pain that Benny Wenda, his family and his fellow Papuans feel while under persecution. I go about my day so stressed about the little things – all my first #firstworldproblems – and have forgotten that there are bigger, more important battles to invest my time and talent into.
It was sobering watching this because when I was younger, I cared more about the world. I cared more about politics, poverty and I wanted to make a stand. I used to believe, with all my heart, that I would spend my days doing meangingful work, fighting for human liberty and life, that I wouldn’t end up one of “those people” chained to my desk and computer between the hours of 9 and 5.I wonder if I’ll ever have the courage to do what is that I really want to do, and to break free from my cushy – but ultimately stifling – comfort zone.
If Jennifer’s words are anything to go by, then yes. I will. Because courage is contagious.