Privilege
My life is easy. Even when I think my life is hard, it is easy. When Shawn and I first got married, money was tight. We both still talk about the horrible ham and bean soup that we ate every day for a week because we had to make our food stretch. At the time, it felt hard. Looking back, we were rich. We qualified for the University's Food Bank where we got amazing food for the week. We were able to receive health care at a really low rate through the University (Michigan State). If I needed anything, I could walk to any store in less than thirty minutes. So even when it felt hard, it was easy.
Then Shawn got his first job and we bought our first house which we paid less than $20,000 for. We made it home, but when the cops started running in our neighborhood and killed a dog in front of our house, we decided to move to somewhere safer. We had the choice for a better home because life was easy.
I can honestly say I do not know what it is like to have a hard life. When we went to Cuba in 2017, I had a glimpse of a hard life. To me, that means you cannot depend on water or electricity in your home, the grocery stores run out of food and even the doctors make about $39 a week. As a visitor to their country, I thought, "America is just ninety miles away. Just come to my country, it is so much easier." That's what my privilege says.
How can I ever make a difference anywhere unless I can understand what it is like to live without privilege? You know what? I don't know if I ever will, but I do know that I have a God that loves each person that He ever created and my only job is to share that news.
God loved the world so much that he gave His one and only son. If you believe this, you will not die, but live eternally with Him. (John 3:16)
Then Shawn got his first job and we bought our first house which we paid less than $20,000 for. We made it home, but when the cops started running in our neighborhood and killed a dog in front of our house, we decided to move to somewhere safer. We had the choice for a better home because life was easy.
I can honestly say I do not know what it is like to have a hard life. When we went to Cuba in 2017, I had a glimpse of a hard life. To me, that means you cannot depend on water or electricity in your home, the grocery stores run out of food and even the doctors make about $39 a week. As a visitor to their country, I thought, "America is just ninety miles away. Just come to my country, it is so much easier." That's what my privilege says.
How can I ever make a difference anywhere unless I can understand what it is like to live without privilege? You know what? I don't know if I ever will, but I do know that I have a God that loves each person that He ever created and my only job is to share that news.
God loved the world so much that he gave His one and only son. If you believe this, you will not die, but live eternally with Him. (John 3:16)
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