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Caring For the Orphan

The Bible makes its stance on caring for the orphan very clear.

“Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.” James 1:27

“Whoever receives one such child in my name receives me” Matthew 18:5

“Learn to do good; seek justice, reprove the ruthless, defend the orphans, plead for the widow.” Isaiah 1:17

Somebody wrote on their website, “We are to love and take care of one another. This verse is a call to Christians to take on the mission of making sure that every child is taken care of and a part of a family. This may look like adoption, foster care, or supporting those kinds of ministries directly.”

I think what is most important to point out is the fact that it doesn’t mean you HAVE to foster or adopt. For some people, for whatever reason, that isn’t an option. BUT….you can still be apart of taking care of these children by involving yourself in ministries, organizations and agencies that do. This could be donating money, donating time, or even just simply spreading awareness. Right now, my family is in the process of getting licensed to adopt through our state department. What I have done in the meantime was held a quick Facebook event just sharing information about the statistics in our state, promoting an amazing organization, and letting people know what their next steps can be. Acting isn’t always about doing the biggest or hardest things. We don’t need to stress ourselves out because we aren’t in a place in life where we can physically foster or adopt. Donating $5 to your local agency is helping. Promoting a nonprofit to spread the word is helping. Sending a Thank You card to your local DSS office of overworked and underpaid social workers is helping!

Think about it. 😊

New Year, New Me?

The thing about new years resolutions is that for some reason people never keep them, I never keep them. So instead of calling them resolutions, I call them goals. I made a dream board that is right to the left of my bed. Sometimes it is the last thing I see before I go to bed and sometimes it’s the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning. The point is, its in a spot where I see it all the time. This way the things I want to do and the things I want to accomplish are visible and constantly reminding me to actually do them!

Although I have goals like read 15 books and pay off debt, I also have goals like smile more, care less. One of my most important goals for this year though, is to find myself. In the last few years I have found that it is so incredibly easy to lose yourself in the role of being a wife and a mom. To me, that’s all I am. I never had a problem with that before. Until I thought…. what if all that went away, and I was just me? Who would I be? What would I like to do? Its actually pretty sad when I think that I don’t even have an answer to that.

I am learning this year that it is extremely important for me to find things that I enjoy doing and ACTUALLY DO THEM.
It is extremely important for me to take time for myself. Put myself first here and there. Dare I say, pamper myself?!

If I am not taking care of me, then I can’t be the best version of myself and that is who my son and my husband need. That’s who I need.

2019 and Racism

I almost didn’t write about this because I would prefer to stay away from super controversial things…for now at least. But it has been on my mind all day and I can’t keep it in. Plus, that’s what a blog is for anyways right!? I don’t want to talk about Trump, or the wall, or even the police brutality in this country. I just want to talk about me.

I am half black. My mom is white, and my dad is black….as if that matters for some reason. My skin tone is more of a caramel color. Personally, I think it’s wonderful lol! Thankfully, I have been extremely blessed to not have had any violent situations or any terrible experiences. But I have been followed around a store, more times than I can count, I have had my things searched for no reason, and I have been pulled over for the most bazaar reasons.

The reason why it has been so heavily on my mind today specifically is because I think a man I see quite often is potentially racist. He works at the Dollar General up the street from my house. In fact, he is the manager of that Dollar General. I go there probably around twice a week to get odds and ends that we need in the house. Now I get it, you’re most likely wondering how I came to this conclusion. Well. Every time I go in there and have this man cash me out I notice the difference between me and the other customers. The man two people ahead of me cashing out gets greeted with, “hello! How are you today?” The woman in front of me before she leaves gets a “have a great day!” Now when I come to the counter, he doesn’t say a word. Not hello, not how are you, not even a short hi. He scans my stuff, bags it and then waits for the next person. No have a nice day, no see you later, not even bye.

Maybe he’s just having a bad day?

This happens every. single. time. I come to this store and he is the one who cashes me out. Which is how I have realized it is a pattern. I have tried to think of other things. Maybe he is sexist? But he just had a nice conversation with the woman in front of me. Maybe he doesn’t like young people? But the guy two ahead of me was around my age. I do not know what else it could possibly be that makes this man ONLY not talk to me. Maybe I am wrong, I hope I am, but I doubt it.

It is just so heartbreaking to me that in 2019, in the year 2019, people still care what others look like on the outside. Like somehow that makes them less than or bad.

I was thinking a lot about it today and even if we all looked exactly the same, we would STILL be different. We would have different personalities, different ways of dealing with things. Different emotions, different work ethics, different perspectives, different opinions.

Even if we all looked the same, we would be different.

So why do people still care what someone looks like on the outside? Why do people still have such hate in their hearts for people are aren’t the same?

Why can’t people see that we are ALL beautiful. We are ALL worthy. NOBODY is less than.

I want my son to be proud of who is he, where he comes from, what his history and his heritage is. But I don’t want him to EVER let that stand in the way of how he treats another person. My son will love for what’s on the inside and for who a person really is, not what they look like.

Get it together humanity, we’re better than this. We should be better than this.