Thursday, February 18, 2010

Chairity Begins At Home



Helping those less fortunate then ourselves has always been a Nobel pursuit. Giving aid and comfort to foreign countries such as food water and shelter should always be a priority when asked for assistance. We are a great an generous nation and the world is a better place for it. When disaster hits some where in the world Americans always answer the call. The recent troubles in Haiti are a perfect example of America's generosity and willingness to help. Now that being said I would like an answer to some questions I have. Are there no Americans who are homeless? Are there no people in desperate need of a hand up? Are there no children who have no parent to hold them and comfort them? With so many in our own country in need of help why can we not focus on them first? When I saw the looks on those helpless Haiti children who had no parents my heart ached. I have compassion for them as any decent person would. But when I see my fellow Americans suffering I wonder why we can.t help them as well. I am not suggesting we not Help Haiti what we are doing for them is the right path to take. But when I see good warm hearted Americans rushing to adopt Haiti children I ask why not adopt an American child first? By all means make sure the Haiti children have food water shelter and proper medical care. But adopting them when so many American orphans need your help in my mind is just wrong. Are you going to look those American orphans in the face and tell them I am sorry you just don't matter? Why can't we apply the humanity we show the world to those who are our neighbors? While there is one single child in America that needs a good home please consider this. Charity begins at home and we need to take care of our own first. I tried to research how many orphans reside in the United States but could not find any hard figures. The nearest estimate puts the number of homeless children in the United States at over 2.9 million. That America is a lot of children desperate for a home and a parent. A parent who would hold them and let them know that not only do you matter but you are loved as well. My prayers go out to all the homeless children of the world. But my heart goes out to those children in my own country that need to know that they are not forgotten.

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