I received a forward from a good friend of mine today that caught my attention. A brief search on google produced the source of the email. It is a TIME magazine photo essay based on Peter Menzel’s Book “Hungry Planet: What the World Eats”. Very provocative.
At the end of the forward was the moral of the story–
“Don’t know about you, but right about now I’m counting my blessings.”
I blanched. Mouth hanging open.
What was that person trying to say???? Let me guess…
–I’m blessed because I can buy all kinds of c&*p to feed my family with.
–I’m thankful for the (underpaid) people who labor in factories or pick in chemically laden fields.
–I’m blessed because I can order in pizza while other people don’t have enough money to buy food–or–don’t have enough food to buy.
Might I suggest that, if this photo essay prompts us to count our blessings, maybe we should look at them another way. How about…
–I’m blessed because I am in a position to help my sisters and brothers who do not have access to enough money or enough food.
That sounds a little better.
And stop drinking so much soda.