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The Difference

We live in a hurting world.

There is so much hate, and violence in the world. It seems to be escalating and intensifying. It can be easy to feel like it is out of control and beyond help.

We shake our heads. We grumble about what the world is coming to. We let fear creep in. 

We give up, because it all seems too far gone.

And yet, I keep coming back to same thing in my head, over and over; we have the power to stop the violence, the hate, the abuse. Every single one of us, has the power.

We have turned a blind eye. We ignored all the warning signs, we were busy with our own problems, and didn't take the time to see what was right in front of us.

Every offender was once a child, more than likely a hurting child. 

What if you were the one to make all the difference?

What if you smiled at that child, and told him it was ok he was late for school and offered him a granola bar before he joined his class.

What if you saw her waiting for her bus every morning without a hat or gloves in the freezing cold, so you brought her a pair one morning while she waited.

What if you offered that teen not just a job, but a ride to and fro, because you knew they wouldn't be reliable otherwise.

The list goes on and on.

If we continue to be reactive to everything happening in the world around us, we will never get ahead of it. We have to start early; be proactive.

Find the hurting kid in your neighborhood, what does he/she need, what can you offer?

Start small. Start somewhere. Start anywhere. Just start.

Love is more powerful than hate.

Light eliminates dark.

You can make the difference, I can make a difference, our kids can make a difference.

Your smile, your kind words, might just make the difference in the path someone is headed down.

Take down the snippy memes, the snide remarks, set an example to follow.

Be a positive image of love and kindness.

If just one life is saved, then the world will be a better place.

With love, 
Me


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