tisdag 22 mars 2016

At my kitchen table

It was a long time since I wrote something on this blog. Last time I wrote was from a trip to Tajikistan, which made a strong impression on me. We met many people who had it tough to obtain the necessities of life. The thoughts began to come about how to help people who will freeze in winter and do not have enough food to feed themselves every day. A good way to help people is to get involved in the social work our church conducts, so I do. But I think: Aunt Olga in Tajikistan, who I met and saw the misery she lived in, who helps her unless I do it? Do I, as fellow human, have a responsibility to do something for them I see and not reached by any organization's help? My thought is that I have a responsibility to these people. Can you get in a little extra to go beyond the commitment of the Church, help "Auntie Olga" and also finance the extra you want in retirement? I´m praying to God for aunt Olga and I can pray that somebody will meet her need. Is not that an easy way to escape from the responsibility. I think it is wrong to pray that God shall provide for poor people but don´t lift a finger to do something myself. ”But I give to Red Cross, UNHCR, Save the Children, to church program for the poor and so on” you might say. Thats good! Go on with that, these organisations do a great job and are in need of support. But will that help aunt Olga?  Maybe aunt Olga is my responsibility because I met her, I saw her need and I have the capacity to help her. Do you understand what I´m saying? 
This is some thoughts at my kitchen table early in the morning.