Archive for ‘WOC: Words on Causes’

December 25, 2012

A Christmas Poem in Honor of Newtown

I can’t take credit for this poem. It’s been circling the internet for a while now and was passed on to me by my parents. Though it makes me tear up, it certainly helps to lift spirits and rekindle the fire this Christmas. Enjoy!

 

Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38                        A Christmas Poem for Newtown
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“this is heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.”
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.”
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“Let My power and presence re-enter this land!”
“may this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!”
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
“come now my children, let me show you around.”
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
“in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT.”

Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA

July 11, 2012

Have you seen this child?

Missing Child From New Jersey: Ofir Ben-Haim

You see the words in commercials during Eyewitness News. You used to seem them on sides of milk cartons. But I’m willing to bet you will never see this child, because you aren’t paying attention. Rather than taking a few seconds to walk by the bulletin board while grocery shopping, you turn a blind eye to the issue. And that’s the problem with America. Nobody cares until they are the ones in trouble.

Imagine you are the mother of a precious baby girl. You place her basinet in the shopping cart while browsing the grocery store. After going through a few aisles, you finally find that brand of cereal that you have a coupon for. While bending over to pick up the box, you accidentally knock down more cereal boxes. Being the considerate shopper that you are, you quickly place your desired box in the cart, and then turn your back again to pick up the cereal boxes you knocked over. After cleaning up your mess, you stand up to check on your sleeping baby and continue your shopping. Except there is one problem. Your innocent child has been taken out of your cart in the few seconds you had your back turned. Suddenly, your jovial demeanor quickly turns to panic.

Regardless of how good a parent, sibling, or babysitter you are, a situation like this can happen to anyone. Yet, no one takes a moment to help out unless they know the child personally. Unfortunately, the handful of people they do know just doesn’t seem like it’s enough to scour the ends of the earth to find that missing child. In the back of their minds, they know the truth. “I never took the time to help find a missing child I didn’t know, so why would I expect other people to help me?” Of course, by the time they realize the error of their ways it’s too late. They are left to depend on the kindness of strangers that are few and far between to return the missing child to the home.

That problem must end now. Each and every time, I go grocery shopping, visit Wal-Mart, or find myself in the store with a Missing Kids board, I dedicate at least five minutes to reading the descriptions of the people on it. It may seem impossible, but I could be the one responsible for returning a child over to their parents. After all, impossible things happen everyday. Imagine how much sooner families can be reunited if everyone dedicated a few minutes of their day to paying attention to the missing kids alerts. In the event I do find myself in that situation one day, it will comfort my heart knowing that somewhere in the world, there are other people like me that care just as much as I do about looking at those Missing Kids bulletin boards and returning the child home as I do.

Join me and help bring kids back home:

1. Join the Poster Partners program

Sign up to get posters of missing children in your area emailed to you once a week. Print them out and display the posters around your community.

2. Stop and Look

Dedicate a few minutes of your shopping experience to looking at the bulletin of missing people around the country.

3. Watch videos on Youtube

Visit YouTube and spend a few minutes watching the videos of missing children on the Don’t You Forget About Me channel.

4. Encourage retailers

Talk to the managers at your favorite stores about dedicating a spot to displaying Missing Kids posters. (I’ve been trying to encourage WalMart of Old Bridge, NJ managers to move their Missing Kids bulletin to a more prominent location in the store. Right now, it is in the corner near the bathrooms and customer service.)

5. Get Amber Alerts

Sign up to get Amber Alerts sent to your cell phone.

Do you pay attention to the Missing Kid bulletin boards? What do you do to help return children to their families?

TERRIfic Quip:  I always wondered why somebody didn’t do something about that. Then I realized I am somebody.

June 14, 2012

The Most Powerful Word of All

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Hello. 

So simple but it holds so much more power than we know. You utter it in passing of your boss in the hallway. You sing it when answering the phone. You even repeat it when meeting your best friend’s boyfriend for the first time. But when the phrase becomes second nature, you are oblivious to the pull it truly holds.

“Hello” is probably the most powerful word someone can say in their lifetime. Repeating it may be the simple act of kindness people hear that make them realize their importance in the world. They’ll know they’re actually cared about. Think about it. It may be for the first thing a person hears in the morning that turns their day around.  Saying “hello” to someone can change a person’s life because you may have been the first or only person to have spoken to him/her that day. Suddenly, the person no longer feels like a useless spec in this huge universe, but a living, human being with a purpose.  It’s an acknowledgement of existence  – something everybody needs every once in a while. It could be the very last thing a person hears before they die or the soothing sound that makes them keep going at work. “Hello” could be the very word that makes someone change their mind about doing something detrimental such as hurting themselves or committing suicide. Or it can inspire them do something life changing like committing to a job offer or finally putting themselves first. A “hello” at the right time can make a world of difference if said to the right person at the right time.

It’s a power that “hi” just doesn’t hold. How could it? “Hi” is in passing and a lackluster gesture. Hello is a conscience and inviting effort to illustrate that someone’s existence does matter. It’s your moment to prove that you see eye to eye. My guess is if everyone made a conscience effort to say “Hello” rather than an effortless “hi”, the world will never be the same. It will only get better.

Suddenly, the famous movie quote, “You had me at hello” holds a whole new meaning. Thank you, Jerry Maguire.

Do you make a conscience effort to say “hello” instead of “hi”? Has “hello” ever turned your day around?

TERRIfic Quip: Happiness is a choice.

February 18, 2012

Texas Roadhouse Supports Christ Church

On Tuesday, February 21st (also known as Mardi Gras) Texas Roadhouse of Parlin, NJ will be supporting my church, Christ Episcopal Church, by hosting a fundraiser. When presenting the below flyer to the server, 10 percent of each patron’s check will be donated to the church.  Proceeds will be used to support programs such as Zumba, blessing of the pets, and feed the homeless.

Like most businesses, my church took a big hit when the economy crashed and is in need of all the help they can get to keep growing and supporting the community. If in the Central Jersey area, please head over to the Texas Roadhouse of Parlin, New Jersey between the hours of 4:00 pm and 10:00 pm. And don’t forget to present the flyer to the server! Any help is truly appreciated.  Email Christchurch8@verizon.net for any questions.