I woke up this morning and looked around me and was filled with completely guilty thoughts of my warm home, my soft bed, my shower and food in my fridge. What did I do to deserve this? What did they do to deserve that? Will I never not feel guilty again? I don't know.
I keep thinking of Africa, though...of the unbelievably beautiful dresses the women wear, of the crazy people riding along on their mopeds without a thought of other drivers...even with babies on their backs (!), of the music and the rhythm of their languages...there is even a musicality in the way they speak English, of the smells, most of them bad, of burning garbage and chickens and goats everywhere. It all seems so otherworldly.
But most of all I think of the children and their days, which are spent just trying to survive. In this day and age, I
find it unbelievable that there could be people starving in our world…literally
starving to death. When I think of the
excess of America, all we eat, all we throw away, it is stupefying. I know there is that old adage, eat your
dinner, children are starving in Africa, well people are starving. And I guess the question is, what are we
going to do about it? Because we must do
something. I know not everyone reads the
Bible, but in it it says, to whom much is given, much is expected. “Much
will be required of the person entrusted with much, and still more will be
demanded of the person entrusted with more”
Lk 12:48 Not only true in
terms of spirituality and morality, but in terms of our humanity also. We have been given plenty, more than we could
ever use, eat, drink, etc. Is there
something we could do? Is there
something you could do? Think about
it. Then do something.
These children need so much: clothes that fit, medical care, money and supplies to finish their new home, and food. Could you help?
