I’m selfish. I want to help the world, but I’m just too lazy or too greedy to do it.
On Friday night, I was at a fundraiser. It was for an international group that helps people in need.
The video they shared to kick the night off would rip your heart out. I had to drink another glass of really nice wine to absorb it all.
This man shared a letter from a kid he supports somewhere in Africa. The girl had written a thank you note for the man’s support but shared her concern about her father. Apparently he had to wait to work in his field until after several others in the community had finished their work. He didn’t own his own ox or plow. He borrowed. Therefore, he was the last to plant. She feared for the family’s livelihood for the next twelve months if he didn’t get his dirt turned soon.
My kids are worried about a lot of things. But they aren’t worried about whether they’ll have a roof over their heads or food to eat.
Just tonight I put a big helping of shrimp linguini in the fridge because I made entirely too much. We don’t eat leftovers, but I continue to save them because I can’t handle the guilt of throwing perfectly good food away. The Tupperware will sit there until next weekend. I’ll feel fine tossing it out then because no one would want to eat it at that point, not even really hungry folk.
Do you know how much it cost to buy the girl’s father an ox and a plow? $300. And there would likely be enough left to purchase a donkey too. I have suits that cost that much. Several of them.
I also spend that much at Costco sometimes because I get carried away. I need to buy extra shrimp and linguini so my icebox won’t be empty.
This is a nutty world.
What if we could get our extra linguini to Africa by Tuesday? Wouldn’t that be nice?
The problem is that I’m much more comfortable giving my leftovers. That’s easy.
I took a car full of stuff to Goodwill today because I was through with it. And, I get a tax write off. But what if I gave more up front to combat the zany inequities in our world? Heck, in our city.
I probably won’t do that. Instead I’ll buy more stuff and complain about paying taxes – which sometimes do help people in need. More for me!! More, more, more.