MY Mom Thinks I'm going crazy

Saturday, March 03, 2007
My mom things I'm going crazy
A couple of weeks ago I started telling her how there are things stirring in me that I don't understand. It started when Kelly at Harvest TV asked me what do you do for social justice and all I could do was stammer and tell her I'm raising my kids right now.... BLAH BLAH BLAH....



I cry when I watch bloated African babies on TV. Does that count?
I don't vote for pro choice candidates. Does that count?
I watched Oprah's special about the girls school and I prayed that God would give me the opportunity to make a difference somewhere. Does that count?

I came home and put on a dog suit for children's church because I had to do SOMETHING to make a difference. Unfortunately, my bark was rather rooster-like in sound and I'm not sure I was very good. It was fun, but I have to stop trying to soothe my guilt by taking the easy way out. There is more to be done. And I know I'm supposed to do it. Some people can write checks and go their way and that's all God expects. But not this kid. It's never that easy with me.

SIGH

Then I started reading Quaker Summer by Lisa Samson and I AM Heather. I read. I cry. I want to hit walls. I live in a town where I've never seen a homeless person. Do we even have any? I'm calling city hall next week to find out. Do we have programs to help teenagers who are kicked out of their homes? I don't know. But I'm going to find out. What about a shelter for abused women? Not a clue....

So, these are the steps God has given me to get me here. I don't know what's going on. Truly. But I think it's time to stop talking about it and start putting some legwork to my convictions.

I don't know what HEather is going to do, By the way. I'm only half way through the book.... Write on, Lisa Samson. You are amazingingly right on. :)