Sunday, December 6, 2009

hope in the dark.

This is an article from the NY Times that John brought to my attention. it is about giving aid to africa & it actually making a direct impact instead of being poured into things that do not make a difference in the impoverished nation.

These are the faces of some of the orphans of malawi that are benefiting from an orphanage called Home of Hope. Orphans here are not only provided with three meals a day, an education, shoes, clothes, and showers, but a place to call home.

The fact that this article was written & published in one of the biggest publications in the nation, gives me hope that Americans are being educated about the crisis in Malawi. It is things like this that raise awareness about what is taking place a world away on foreign soil.

I recently signed a petition that went to SC representative, Bob Inglis, to propose that the U.S. further expand the funds that we give to poverty stricken nations. It was passed and I most recently signed the petition that will now go to President Obama for the final decision. Go to ONE to join in the fight against poverty.

"GOD is in the slums,
in the cardboard boxes where the poor play house.
GOD is in the silence of a mother who has infected her child with a virus
that will end both their lives.

GOD is in the cries heard under the rubble of war.
GOD is in the debris of wasted opportunity and lives,
and GOD is with us if we are with them."


Saturday, December 5, 2009

America, the broken.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all doing direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. -Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities