Blog Action Day 2008

Today is Blog Action Day 2008, a day when Bloggers come together to blog about the same topic. This year the topic is one that is really close to my heart, poverty.

There are so many poverty statistics...like the fact that 1.2 billion people live on $1 a day or less, or the the fact that another 1.6 billion live on $2 a day or less - 2.8 billion people. People who struggle every day in order to get food to put in their bellies and the bellies of their children. Meanwhile, the United States spends 30 - 50 billion dollars every year on diets and expenses related to reducing calorie intake! What is wrong with us?!

We need to do something, something that makes inroads on this situation...but you are only one person, so don't bother unless you can make a major impact...NO, you are one person that can make a small impact, but many small impacts creates a very large impact (ask anyone who has been buried by an avalanche of millions of small snowflakes). My challenge to you on Blog Action Day 2008: Poverty, is this...get to know someone who struggles to keep themselves fed. There are people who are not difficult to find, you probably know where...why don't you spend some time with them...maybe buy them dinner. As you get to know people, you start to understand the problem even more and once you know someone who struggles with this, you can't help but act. So, let us all get to know someone who struggles with poverty.

While talking about the impoverished and needy Jesus said, "whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me (Matt. 25:40)." Let's go find Jesus in the poor and impoverished, I don't know about you, but I would like to get to know him.

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Anonymous said…

Do you hang out with the poor?

2:50 pm

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