How many ways can I say it?
I sit here, eating my breakfast as I type, while people are starving to death. I've been on the attack--at times, only half-heartedly--against my creeping weight gain and winning only very slowly, so I have a hard time understanding what that must be like. I can't even put myself in the place of a parent who is unable to feed his (or her) children, because I have no children of my own. None for whom I've ever been responsible to feed and clothe.
I keep asking anyone who happens along and reads my blog to contribute to Compassion's Global Food Crisis Fund. But what, you may ask, is Compassion doing with the money? Please go to Compassion's blog for some information that may help to make dollar-sense of the need.
Then, if you haven't, yet, and are at all able to do so, please click on the link to the Fund to contribute whatever you can. No matter how little it seems to you, it will mean food for a child and her or his family. See how much you can do and how relatively little it would take from you. Can you give $13 to feed a child for a month? Or $78 to feed a family of six for the same period? Please give whatever you can.
