“Every corner of
creation lives to testify”
Do you ever want to
change something so badly? It must be the holiday season or perhaps it is the commercial
about hungry children I just saw on television (this is what I get for having Cable after seven years without it). Something is stirring inside me
and I don’t know exactly how to put it into words. I’m upset, but what is
bothering me most is beyond being upset. It’s a deep and tremendous burning
being aroused.
It’s upsetting to me
that I cannot reach out to people, that my resources are limited in helping
them. There are people struggling to survive around the world. There is upheaval,
injustice and unrest. There are swarms of children who will not survive
through Christmas, let alone next Christmas. And what am I doing about it? What
can I do about it? Somehow, I don’t think offering to donate $28 a month to
sponsor a child is going to change the way I feel. It’s not going to change
anything about this world in which we live. And that is what frustrates the
most. Our world cares more about which football player will score the most points
this Sunday than they do about which country will accumulate the most deaths
due to disease. I am first to admit I get lost in the entertainment of our world,
putting second the people who truly deserve my attention.
I was taught to always
be thankful for what I have. I was brought up to be not greedy, but generous. I
was raised in a home where we were provided for and never without. My daily
worries never consisted of where I would find drinking water or how I would
make it in this world as an uneducated, underfed child. My soul aches for those
in need. I cannot understand their pain and yet I feel so much for these
people. It’s saddening to me. It brings
tears to my eyes, and there are even moments of guilt. Life for me is not
without pain, but when compared to the cares of others, my pain passes out of
sight. Perhaps what I want to change the most about myself is this very facet. To
not only think about the hurting and hungry, but to nurture and feed them. To
not just feel for them, but to be with them. To give my time to the lost, that
is the most precious gift I can think of providing this Christmas.
“All the hope in every heart
will speak what love has done”
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