Sheldon Jackson College—Transform or Close? (Part 1)
A year later I would return to the Anna Jackman with the youth group from my home church. We visited small villages and logging camps—leading worship services, putting on concerts and playing with the young kids. As a part of that mission trip we spent a week volunteering at Sheldon Jackson College (SJ). Part of my task was building the fence around the fish hatchery that would open in just a few weeks. After our week on the Anna Jackman our mission team headed south. The Alaska Airlines jet made a stop in
When school started I found out that the college didn’t have a chaplain—they were still searching for one. I went to that first Chapel service—there were a few faculty, staff and students present. No music. No teaching. I ran back to the dorm and grabbed my guitar and study notes. For several weeks I used my personal study notes for our Chapel service. Who would have guessed that many years later I would return to SJ as the Chaplain!
Through the years I have seen the best and the worst of SJ. SJ was a 2-year college when I attended as a student. Near the end of my second year the Holy Spirit caused a revival on campus. Many students gave their lives to Christ. That was a blessing and a challenge! Many of those students were from small villages. Most of those students had serious drinking and drug problems. One of those students was assigned to be my roommate as a “last chance” to stay in school. He had broken the rules so many times while drunk that they were ready to send him home. He wanted to draw closer to Christ. He wanted to stop drinking. Alcohol is a formidable foe! My roommate had been an alcoholic since his early teens. We sat in our room—praying and crying. He was sent home in less than two weeks due to another major infraction while drunk. The best and the worst of SJ. I remember the guy who encountered Jesus while spending Christmas vacation in a small tent near
Alyssa and Forrest were quite young when we moved to SJ (I believe that Alyssa was in first grade and Forrest was still in preschool). My kids have many fond memories of their years on campus:
· Jumping off a small cliff into the soft branches of a hemlock tree and gradually riding the branches down to the ground.
· Eating “Eskimo ice cream” -- traditionally made from seal oil, berries and sugar. Our Yupik friends would usually use Crisco since it was difficult for them to kill a seal while at SJ.
· Catching hundreds of herring late at night (that was when the herring were running that year) to be used for bait that summer.
· Feeding the friendly wild river otter the frozen herring from our freezer.
· Trying to catch salmon with their bare hands in the ocean in front of the college.
· Selling Christmas ornaments made from sand dollars and cookes to the cruise ship passengers.
· Our son catching a 55 pound halibut that was longer than he was tall!
It was with very mixed emotions that I read Sheldon Jackson would not be opening its doors as a college in the coming year. Next week’s blog will take a closer look a