Note: The following few lines were sent to me by a friend whom I highly respect. She has been my inspiration for giving for a number of years. In those years, she has traveled to Central America, Africa and Malaysia helping those who have vision problems and those effected by the tsunami. I reflect on her thoughts because the reason I don’t do many charitable things is the very thing she expresses here. Words to ponder; words to confront.
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…And the question I wake up with during storming nights is: How did I get so lucky that I have a warm, safe, comfortable, secure place to sleep. And then I just say God, God, God, God until I fall back asleep. And I wake thinking that I have an extra bed. I could offer it to someone without a place to sleep and then I realize that I am selfish and scared.
3/9/12
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