I was called back to reality this evening in the most beautiful and touching way. My neighbor recently returned home from her mission to the D.R. Congo with her husband and shared of her experiences there.
My heart is full. I have so much.
Do I have to walk miles a day to get water for my family? Do I have to share a hospital bed with three other women and cross my fingers that my baby will survive? {Forget about the epidural} Does it cost me a third of my monthly income just to transport myself and my family to church? Do I pay taxes and get NOTHING in return from my government? Do I have to pay to educate my children? Do I run the risk of losing everything if my husband dies because there are no laws protecting me as his spouse? Could the government take everything we own and kick us out of our home because we are not residing in the village in which we were raised?
No, no, no, no, no, no and heck no.
And that is just the beginning.
I am blessed.
I often slip into tunnel vision when I'm on my own. I become so focused on the children and my home and making it through the day that I forget about all the social injustices that plague this world.
It is high time I come outside of myself and recognize the things I can do to help others and make a difference.
Read an inspiring story here.
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