Summer is winding down.
I know this because I have served 1,545 sandwiches
answered my children's call for 1,000,000 cups of water.
I love them,
but as August burns hot across all of us,
I feel myself slowing to these requests.
There is a part of me that is tired of hearing these requests for more food, more water.
Part of me that has started to resent dinner, for having the audacity to come every.single.night.
Then, I remember this video below,
and I am asked if I could take up the voices of people
who are too burdened with hardship, labor, or an ocean swallows up their words.
And my heart,
oh, my heart feels so heavy
for the lightness of their malnourished frames.
And I cannot express how I feel for those mamas,
who have to listen to their babies cry for more food,
and how their whole souls must ache with not having the food and cleaning drinking water to sustain them.
Suddenly, I know that I cannot be tired of hearing these requests for more food, more water.
I know that I need to lend my voice
so that these needs, these people
can be heard over the full bellies of our entitlement.
World Help is a faith-based humanitarian organization that exists to serve the physical and spiritual needs of people in impoverished communities around the world.
An organization, that I feel is doing things the right way.
Supporting over 100 National Partnerships such as the baby rescue above,
and they are looking for more voices to help.
I have signed on to the Blogging Team,
meaning that once a month or so I will be bringing you some awesome things happening,
and yes, perhaps some hard to swallow statistics.
But I promise you,
I will never share, and WorldHelp never aims
to exploit. To sensationalize.
Just, to speak towards needs
and most importantly point towards hope.
We belong to each other.
If you would be interested in joining us, in whatever capacity that is,
please let me know, via e-mail, comment below - anything.
and certainly visit http://worldhelp.net/ to learn more.
THIS post specifically, if you are a blogger who would like to learn more.
As for today, I will be reminded that every sticky jam sandwich I serve, every cup filled with water from my sink, I am doing not only for my children. But for the mamas' that don't have the luxury.
And I will lend my voice so that one more mama, can smile when dinnertime comes tonight.