Imagine what it would be like to go into a store and see the most wonderful, coveted thing you can imagine getting this Christmas. You pick it up and see the price tag. Owch! It's a bit out of your budget and price range. It's too much to ask for your Christmas list, so you sigh and think, "It would be so nice to be rich." Then imagine walking outside and someone walks up to you - a complete stranger - and says, "I saw how much you wanted that. Here's the money, go get it." and then the stranger walks away and you never see them again. How ecstatic would you be? Imagine if you got tickets to the Oprah Winfrey show and you got there and found out you were on her "Favorite Things" show - imagine the screaming and joy you'd feel knowing someone you didn't know was about to give you items you would never ever be able to afford on your own. Things like that can be exhilirating and maybe in some cases even change your life. Wouldn't it be amazing if life worked out that way for most of us?
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Tomorrow is a day we Americans take a day out to give thanks for our blessings in life. It is a distinctly American holiday and it's appropriate because in America we have SO much to be thankful for. We have to be thankful for something as simple as opportunity. Branching off from that, we must be thankful for the mere option of opportunity gives us freedom from ignorance and the information and tools to stay out of harm's way. This means, more Americans understand how AIDS is transmitted than they understand how a bill is passed in congress. The former is probably more important on a human level than the second but today I have a viewpoint that covers both.
My question to any reader is: Are you taking your opportunity to be free from ignorance?
I'm not talking about being in'orant. To me, being "in'orant" is about not knowing that the "S" on Illinois is silent or that Chicago is not a state. I'm talking about being ignorant of the greater world around you and what you can do to change it and TRULY give thanks this year in a meaningful way.
I'm very tired, I don't know how to articulate this as well as I know I can so I'll keep it simple. The Thanksgiving tradition usually means a can food drive that provides stock for shelters all over the United States so our fellow citizens don't go hungry this year. But the day after Thanksgiving, which should be a day of rest has become a day of obscene holiday shopping frenzy. Someone will be hurt or killed this Friday trying to get a PS3 or Elmo at 5am this year, or a bad computer for $250. Odd as it may sound, perhaps we should give thanks that those are the kind of things we fear that could cost us the health or life of someone we love.
I wonder what people suffering around the world must think of a place where people are so desperate for...a toy.
This woman whose image I pulled off the internet - do you think she's still alive? Do you think this child in her arms got hurt buying a video game?

As I think about my Christmas shopping list, the money I'd spend on decorating, music, food, entertainment, gifts, travel and so many other things I find myself getting sick at the thought of spending money on things when there is so much suffering and need in the world. I hope that for anyone who may read this who would consider sending me a Christmas gift this year would reconsider and instead donate what you might have spent on me to any one of these charities or organizations.
What more do I really need? I have all that I want and more. Oh sure, there are things I'd still like to have (a video iPod for example!) but the way that the suffering in this world is in my heart - and I know that sounds cheesy but it's true - it feels like eating a feast in front of the famine. It feels so completely wrong because I got SO lucky that I was born in Chicago, Illinois and started my life in a very simple but secure, warm home where I was fed, clothed and my life was saved at two weeks of age by competent and available doctors. What do I need gifts for?
And I hope, my deepest Thanksgiving and Christmas wish this year is that everyone just at least consider buying one less thing and turning that money into something that can change the world. Give your kids the opportunity to learn how to give too! Tell them Santa wants their help picking out a charity to give a present to. You never know what can happen to the world when children learn at a young age how to give.
The Fistula FoundationUnicefThe One CampaignHeifer International (this is one of my favorites. Whenever I find money, I donate it to Heifer)
Blood & WaterLiving Water InternationalDoctors Without BordersIf you must buy something, make your purchase count. There are SO many wonderful, cool products via the Red campaign. It's a positive vicious cycle: a worker in South Africa makes money making the product, you buy the product as a gift, the product maker makes a donation towards AIDS relief and your gift becomes a gift.
It's all at Red.. . .
Imagine what it would be like to have been amputated, beaten, raped and infected with the AIDS virus. You hear there are medicines, there are surgeries, there are sanctuaries but, Owch! It's completely out of your budget and price range to obtain. You wonder what it would be like to be rich. Then imagine sitting in a refugee camp, helpless to take care of your own child and then someone walks up to you - a complete stranger - and says, "I care about you. I care about your child. Here's the money, go save your life" and then the stranger walks away and you never see them again. How ecstatic would you be? Imagine if you got the opportunity to go to school, someone bought you shoes and books, took you to a place where it was safe to learn and become a thriving, healthy, intelligent member of the global society. Imagine the screaming and joy you'd feel knowing someone you didn't know was about to give you
opportunities you would never ever be able to afford on your own. Things like that can be exhilirating and would change your life. Wouldn't it be amazing if life worked out that way for most of us?
Wouldn't it be amazing if you could be that nameless stranger, "walking" up to a woman you don't even know and change her life?
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't Ever After
We will fight not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
Cuase where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
In then end, only kindness matters.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.