Where faith meets fortitude thanksgiving is avowed. We’re naturally liable toward self-reliance However, this is a planet full of people There’s no way we’re meant to go it alone. But, we try so hard to course correct when issues arise. We miss a payment or a day’s worth of eating. An abundance of humans suffer far worse in twenty-four hours, not to mention a month or more. I’ve seen this on too many street corners from Alleppey or Harare, Compton and Beverly Hills, to even my hometown of Chapin. Out stretch the Hands and Hearts of Hope to help. My own story hasn’t been reserved for glitzy glamour all the way through. Down in my respective dumps at times, my benediction has come through the betterment of others willing to support my plight back to the light. Our mission is consuming enough pilgrimage pie. When so much else has become bankrupt, gratefulness can step in.
If you can’t feed a hundred people, then just feed one. ~Mother Teresa
Hoards of us in the US have recently stuffed ourselves as well as countless cushioned turkeys. We sat to satiate on traditional fixings, or the tuna poke my sister and I spoke of preparing with joyful alternative since my nephew is not heavily gobble-gobble inclined (unless we’re jiving about sweets). As we so dined, gobs of others were left without. I’m one of those who simply cannot stop thinking about the wellness of another and another and so on it goes. For, with every journey I’ve drifted on this planet, I’ve produced eyes wider and farther searching for the why of disparity. The farther I wander, the greater my awareness for the need to keep aiding more earthlings. Someone finally taking notice to promise a dislodging of another’s’ distress. It’s as if a climax of exhaustion lands one in the lap of trust. Moreover, you don’t have to save the world, you can start with a single individual. The grace to gorge isn’t exclusively belly related so much as overflowing in the gratitude category. Get to giving.
The charity that is a trifle to us can be precious to others. ~Homer
Traveling is my guru. Maybe you’ve seen that same look in the eyes of a withering soul. The one that rips your enjoyment to shreds because you can no longer snap a photo of the moment without the snarl of your stomach rendering your pockets empty into the hands of a beggar. I’ve had a couple nights of my life where I didn’t have a place to sleep and money was very tight. I’ve cut coupons and counted change from my car coins stash to buy a fast-food dish to get by. I don’t like anything about these illustrations, save the factual privilege that I had a car to get from point A to B and ease of access to some money at all. Although, I’m well aware that my dire picture is extreme wealth to masses. Such actualities are why I’ve been so willing to accept more pieces of pilgrimage pie. For every excursion I make to meet a new crop of developing people, I’m empowered in my personal sense of charity.
That’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all, and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing. ~Simone de Beauvoir
Seeing firsthand the walk, the walls, the education or lack thereof any of these things and beyond in any community around the globe is an affective trek. Over five years ago I was starting into the dark glassy eyes of my initial encounter with the Ethiopian culture. Eons of humanity coupled with royalty appeared compacted in those dark crystals embedded within gorgeous, yet weathered, physiques. The day of supreme impact for me was our processional hike of relieving some villagers from carrying their typical, heavy, dirty groundwater filled yellow jerrycans. I fell madly in love through this special charity: water trip experience. In the years since I’ve continued my contributions with this groundbreaking nonprofit, I was so moved by this country of Ethiopia (a prominent birthplace of humankind) that I philanthropically partnered to collaborate as a Board member with Studio Samuel. In each offering of my time, effort, resources, creativity, or cash I earn goodwill.
I come from a family where gravy is considered a beverage. ~Erma Bombeck
You ought to know how well you have it when you’ve got gravy in the first place. I often find that humor has a solid place in my attempts to counter troubles. If I can even slightly detect those gravy perks lurking around me, I can more quickly speed the discovery that I have so much more than I think I do that the gravy garners surplus status. There’s nothing quite like slurping goodness. It’s arriving with reliance that you have it so good that requires some labor. Then, once we know we’re swimming in gravy, we can further improve to pass it along. Pilgrimage pie is pointless as merely a dessert. Some pies are meant for all meals. Feast forth with jolly that dressing is not solely a food consumption. Instead, let us adorn our lives and those around us by assisting wherever able. This idea is about taking on the entirety of existing by remembering to be in service of yourself along with others. How we voyage is equal to the anticipated destination.
Thanksgiving, after all, is a word of action. ~W.J. Cameron
Tread with intention and acute attention in deed… indeedy!