“So, what can I do to end poverty?!”
I get this question a lot. And, I usually get it in an exasperated tone.
I spend a lot of time on this blog, in my classes, and in conversations with family and friends saying things like “Huh, you shouldn’t do this” and “Whoa, I wouldn’t do that”.
I suppose it can all be very frustrating.
It may happen when a passerby with skeptical eyes asks you to explain your simulation of poverty. It may happen when you try to explain to the cashier that you can afford your groceries even though you have to put some items back. Or, it may happen while you are lying awake listening to the rain patter atop the tarp of your makeshift shelter.
Who knows when it will happen? But, it will. It happens to us all.
When I open my door to a knocking Jehova’s Witness, does she see me as someone in need of “service”?
When she informs me of my spiritual poverty, is she rendering “service”?
When my son comes to stand by my side, does she see a child at risk? Does she see spiritual abuse? Does she see another to serve?
Our public education system is designed for domestication. And, as designed, it successfully transforms many of our audacious, curious, and playful young people into individuals that are paralyzed by perfectionism, tentative about taking the initiative and unwilling to throw themselves and their work into the real world out of fear of failure.
There are times when we feel indomitable. We are where, when and how we want to be. We are enough. No. We are more than enough. We are squeezing every bit of humanity out of our fleeting existence. We are making things happen and getting sh*t done.