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I've been unable to write for the past few days. Everything I want to say about my life, my daily aggravations, how I'm trying to stretch and grow, who I am... It all feels frivolous and incredibly self-absorbed. Wherever I turn, the news of the catastrophic earthquake in Haiti calls out. And, what it says is this... You are blessed. You are incredibly blessed with your life, and what you have. What are you going to do with it?
Haiti. I can't turn away. I can't tune it out. And, I shouldn't. Not if I am truly the person whom I want to be. A caring, thoughtful woman whose life could use a wake-up call. The financial struggles of my family are real. I feel it every day. Yet, watching the heartrending videos and photographs of the already impoverished people of Haiti, stumbling through the streets, buried under rubble, waiting...and waiting... for medical aid, food, and water, THIS is their reality. Tens of thousands are dead, and an estimated 300,000 people are homeless. No shelter for 300,000 people. It is beyond anything I can imagine.
And, the children... Oh, those children. I want to take them in my arms and kiss their sweet faces, hugging them until they need to take a breath. But, I cannot do that. I am here, in my cozy home in Southern California, with a refrigerator full of food, and enough water for my children to have water play in the back yard on a sunny afternoon.
So, what can I do? I can pray. Yes, I can do that. And, I can make a donation here or here. I believe all of those things will make a difference. But, what about taking the time to let in the grace that resides in my life, every day? What about teaching my children to appreciate what we have by my own example? What about involving myself more in our own community? What about living my life more fully, because I have a life to live? Yes, what about that...
JCK of Motherscribe
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