I’ve been a Jeremy Camp fan since he was playing crowds of less than 200. He’s in Valparaiso tonight and Phil and I are volunteering with Compassion International at the concert.
It was 2 years ago, I believe, that we attended a Jeremy Camp Unplugged concert in Ft. Wayne or South Bend, I think it was Ft. Wayne. I hadn’t ever heard of Compassion until the short video was played and packets with children needing sponsorship were passed out to the audience. It wasn’t a guilt trip–the children were smiling and the packets gave information on the communities they lived in and personal information and interests.
God worked in his amazing way that night. The packet we were handed was Leslie from Peru and she was just 5 months younger than Zane. I knew that developing a relationship with a child the same age as our child would be a wonderful experience.
Compassion works through the local churches of the communities. You are linked with your child for as long as the need exists. You correspond through letters with your child and the relationship is very personal. I’ve had nothing but a wonderful experience with Compassion. I love Leslie, I pray for her and her family, and am blessed by her prayers and letters.
I’m praying today that many more children will be sponsored at the Jeremy Camp Unplugged concert tonight. But you don’t have to attend a concert to find your child. Please consider finding your child right now? It’s $38 a month to provide for your child. Click here to learn more.
1. Do you have a refrigerator? Oh. Yeah, of course you do.
2. Do you have cabinets that have food in them? Yes? Why sure.
3. How about a pantry? Maybe yes, maybe no?
4. A deep freeze?
5. A second fridge in the garage or basement?
Alrighty then. Take a minute will you–to realize just how fortunate you are. And stop moaning about the economy for a minute too. Because if you still have even half of the above mentioned items–you’re better off than most of the world.
One child dies every seven seconds from hunger related issues and over three-hundred million kids go to be hungry every night.
The dry beans in my pantry, the ones I hardly ever use because they’re such a pain in the butt? I realized today how many families I could feed with those beans I’ve wanted to throw away. I know, this is reminiscent of our parents who yelled at us to eat our food because there were starving children in Ethiopia. But I’m starting to get it.
What can we do that won’t be a guilt-ridden torture ride?
Donate to Compassion’s Global Food Crisis Fund ($13 feeds a child for a month–a month. Forget the pizza, eat leftovers, and donate the 13 bucks.) And not only does Compassion help feed people, they also help with seeds and agricultural tools to help families with food and income.
Take up a special offering at church or within your Bible study group and donate to the fund.
I’m really not very good at stuff like this. But I want to help, and that counts, right? This year’s Blog Action Day topic is Poverty.
I joke about being poor, but I know we’re not. Not in comparison to other countries.
To help do my part, as little as it may seem, I sponsor a child, Teresa, from Peru through Compassion International. We write letters to Teresa, she writes to us. We send photos, we receive photos. We pray, she prays. That’s the important part, the prayer. We’re connected through humans, but bound together by God.
I sometimes wish I could do more. But then I remember to be thankful for the little girl God gave us to help take care of. If each person who read this blog sponsored one child, how many children would be taken care of?
I challenge you today to do something. It doesn’t have to be what I do, but do something to help rid the world of poverty.
If you choose to sponsor a child through Compassion International, please let me know. I’d love to be able to report that children are being helped because of Blog Action Day or Compassion International.
You can choose the country your child is from and also view photos of children to find one to help.
I need to do this today. I had originally intended to post all the CRAP that’s happening, but what’s the point? I sent an email to one of my bloggy friends and then realized that even though there’s so much wrong, there’s also a lot that’s right.
My husband loves me and I love him. Today, that’s a big deal. When so many other couples are divorcing or are complacent and uncaring, I am grateful for Phil. What you see is what you get with us, I talk about him all the time because he’s so much a part of me. I’m not sure I would have the strength to go on without him. Y’know that song Johnny and June? Well, not just the song, but the Johnny and June love story? (“…and when you’re gone, I wanna go too, like Johnny and June…”) Yeah, that’s us minus singing careers. It was rough in the beginning, but it’s always been stronger than we’re able to explain.
My son. He’ll be nine on Saturday. Nine! Goodness how did that much time go by? He’s turning into his father (which pleases me to no end.) He’s such a good kid. Sensitive to people’s needs, caring, loving, funny–man is the kid funny. For example, yesterday he says, “When you see RIP on a tombstone, it’s Rest In Peace. If a Lego guy died, it would have to be Rest In Pieces.”
Our health, I mean, aside from bumps, sprains, bruises and such, we’re pretty healthy people. Phil’s got high blood pressure, I’ve got this (as of yet unfixed) hypothyroidism but those are totally treatable and minor in comparison to things I don’t want to talk about.
We have families who love us.
We still have our home.
Phil still has a job.
We’ve got the best friends anyone could ask for.
There’s food on the table and clothes on our backs.
We’re really not that bad off. And I need to remind myself because I’m sure I’m in the midst of a big ole rootin’ tootin’ spiritual battle. I’ve walked in this fire before, I remember what it feels like to try to continue walking with those unhealed blisters on the bottom of my feet. It’s not fun, but I understand it’s a part of walking with Christ.
Feet are important this time, I’m trying to figure it all out.
Feet walk, run, jump, play, bend, twist. Feet are the foundation of our walk.
Any other valuable foot notes? 😉 Pun totally intended.
Pretend your family made combined income of 75,000 a year.
Now pretend that essential groceries (wheat, rice, etc) to feed your family cost 60,000. We’re not talking Big Mac’s here. We’re talking barely enough to sustain the body.
Now pretend that food costs are going to double.
What do you do?
I can’t answer that question. I don’t know what I’d do. We wouldn’t have a house, a car, the clothes we have, the shoes, we wouldn’t be homeschooling, we certainly wouldn’t have a computer, we wouldn’t have pets, or vacations. How could we possibly live on 15,000 a year after those food costs?
Compassion International is raising awareness for the Global Food Crisis and I’m trying to do my part. I sponsor a lovely girl Zane’s age from Peru who we correspond with regularly. We pray for her family and in her letters she always tells us how she prays for us.
Let me say something here for people like me. Compassion International is not like those commercials of the children with big eyes and distended bellies with flies and sewage everywhere. I’m telling you those infomercials have almost ruined me from wanting to participate in any program. I learned of Compassion at a Jeremy Camp concert. During a break, a very high class, low guilt video was shown and packages were distributed to the audience. We were asked to pray about sponsoring a child. I looked at our package and saw our little girl and the first thing I noticed was that her birthday was five months before Zane. We decided it was the right thing to do and have been her sponsors since this past December.
Since then, I’ve learned a friend who runs in the same writing circles as I do, Brandon Satrom ( aka The Satch) works for Compassion. Bloggers all over the internet are writing articles to bring attention to Compassion’s Day of Fasting and Prayer tomorrow.