What if it Were My Son on the Street

I just started reading this book called The Truth about Social Justice. I think it is going to be amazing. The author talks about how we should advocate for people who are poor or on the margins of society, because they often don't have people looking out for them. This could perhaps include political advocacy, but could also include personal advocacy. Here is an example that came to mind for me:

If I had a son, who got addicted to drugs (I hope this does not happen, but it is not out of the realm of possibility given what kind of Father he has to live with). I would do my best to love him (probably with some tough love, and with some soft love) I would fight for him, I would strongly encourage him to quit, and I would do what I could to help him. If he decided he wanted to quit, I would probably help him out, probably paying for and supporting him in the time he needed in Rehab and whatever else he needed.

The problem is, that there are many people out there who do not have a father that would do this for them. They maybe want to quit, but don't have someone who will help them through that process.

I want to be able to be that person who advocates for those people, that person who is a father to the fatherless.

Comments

Anonymous said…

More and more this is my heart bro. I talked a little bit about this in my last post, just being there for my girls, but I am broken over people who have no one advocating or fighting for them, especially women and children.

8:55 pm

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