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Something has been increasingly catching my heart and attention – the refugee situation in our world. Note that I said – Our world. Not, their world vs our own cocooned comfort air-conditioned world.
Just few weeks ago, I got angry and reacted at a senior lady for saying ‘But they are Muslims, let God deal with them.’ Just typing this makes my blood boil with anger. I clenched my fist as I held back my tears and told her – They are human beings as how God had created each and every one of us AND commanded us to love one another.
Let me give you a new command: Love one another. In the same way I loved you, you love one another. – John 13:34 Msg
Though I don’t have her prejudice, I wasn’t any better. Why do I say so?
In everything about justice, love and righteousness, I let the mindset of ‘there are so many people who need help, I can’t possibly help them all’ stop me from helping that one person.
I was ignorant. I was detached. Sure I give financially. But that sure is the easier thing to do, ain’t it? Don’t get me wrong, financial aid helps people, so yes, please do be a generous giver. But is that it? After I have given, I pat myself on the back, felt comforted that I am ‘doing something’ and let my conscience rest? I refuse to live such a life any more.
I read that 1 out of 122 humans is now either a refugee, internally displaced, or seeking asylum. Among them, many families fleeing their country because of conflict, persecution or natural disasters.
“Wait until you see what happens when there’s an absence of water, an absence of food, or one tribe fighting against another for mere survival,” U.S. Secretary of State John Kerry said.
I am really far off from what the advocates and activists have been doing in this area. Heck, I’m blur like sotong; I don’t even know an inch of what does it mean to be an advocate or activist. But, I refuse to let my excuse of ‘I don’t know’, ‘this is too big’, ‘what can little me do’ or worse, ‘someone is already doing something’ hold me captive any longer.
I don’t have a plan yet, but I no longer want to be silent. I’m joining this 7-year old girl with her ‘lemon-aid’ stand who raised fund for refugees and many other people who don’t want to be bystanders anymore.