"This is Sherwin..."

You know what ads infuriate me. The ads for the Christian Children's Fund. You probably think I'm horrible person for saying that. But think about the ads, Children as cute as any you've ever had to babysit or saw at the playground, as cute as you were when you were 4 or 5 years old. Real Children living in the most dire situations, and all they're asking for is a dollar a day. That's it! Yet, how often have any of us called in? I am sure that every bone in body yearns for me to call in every time I see those ads and I don't. How desensitized has the television made us? How self-centered and isolated have we become? And still we rationalize this behavior. " I can't really help" "What's one kid?". One kid is the world and everyone can help one kid. But we go further then just those initial excuses. We think about kids living in an African tribe, that they can be happy in their own way. This is not only a situation much rarer then we think, but it is also no excuse. Money is not happiness, but it certainly is not detrimental. Even a kid in a tribe who is happy could lead a better and more secure life with a little help. We also point to problems immediately around us. "Well I've got problems my own." But do we really? Do we really have problems that occupy all of us, that take everything? Faced with a world of problems we numb ourselves to the desires within us and choose to just throw up our arms in frustration.

I'm not asking anyone to donate right now (though if you want to
click here), but too often faced with tough problems we throw up our hand in exacerbation, to often people dream of making it big or winning the lottery and do not realize that we already have. You have the means to help, to change you world, and to be happy. You needn't donate today, but start to listen. Do not suppress the heartbreak that children's cries for help create.