There are a few articles floating around that have me thinking about people in need. If you haven’t yet seen them, read these two:
I’m in a warm house, with my healthy family, and we are surrounded by all our many belongings. Why me, why us?
What if I was me, what if it was us?
Is it enough to just be thankful. Shouldn’t I be doing something more? And why am I just thinking about this now? People struggle all the time, not just at Christmastime.
Sounds terrible, but sometimes it’s easier when you aren’t thinking about those who are struggling. It’s hard to enjoy your blessings when you are thinking about those who are going without.
The problem is bigger than me.
I’m just one person, what can I do that is significant? Perhaps it is the scope that gets me bogged down. I believe my efforts would be ineffective and that leads me to inaction until I forget.
Then I remembered this old story:
An old man walks along a beach and sees a young boy throwing something into the water. As he approaches, he sees hundreds of starfish lining the beach, washed in from the tide. The young boy is rushing around, throwing the starfish back into the water one by one. The old man asks why he bothers, it’s pointless. There are too many starfish to help them all. As he flings a starfish deep into the water, the young boy replies, “It mattered to that one.”
I can’t solve the problem, but I can do something that matters to someone, right? What do you guys do to help others?