I Refuse

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I am not okay with the fact that by pure luck or chance I was born in America. I am not okay with the fact that I just got to stuff my face with 3 Thanks giving meals and endless sweets and some will never experience such a thing, even in their wildest dreams. I am not okay with that. I am not okay with my nagging sweet tooth that wants coffee and chocolate, and there are little children that just longing for a grain of rice. I am not okay with children all around the globe not being able to be educated because public educations in their country stops at 8th grade. I am not okay with men selling women to other men just to make a buck. Lord have mercy on us.  I am not okay with America sitting around hoarding food, money and stuff when we could be making such a huge difference in this world.   I cannot close my eyes or cover my ears to the oppression that surrounds us.  I REFUSE TO DO NOTHING.

This last year the Lord has stirred my heart to move. Ever since I was very young,  I have been trying to  make me some money. I sold friendship bracelets on the corner by my house, I made lemonade stands, put together garage sales, I would gather the neighborhood kids and go rack leaves. We even went door to door washing cars. (A great fundraiser by the way.) I started my first job at age 13. From age 13 on I have never been without a job or two. Needless to say, I like money. I like making money, but most of all I like spending it.  This is the thing, I do not need anything! I have everything I could ever need. This is an amazing blessing that has nothing to do with me. I have to extend a huge Thank You to my husband who keeps our finances in line, but even so, this blessing is so underserved. I take for granted everyday the privileges that I have just because of where I live. And it is not fair!  Jesus the Christ, told a story once that illustrated this unfairness.

Matthew 25:15 is the story of the three servants that were entrusted with money from their master. Each servant was given a different amount of money and the premise of the story is that they were suppose to DO something with the money. Two of the servants did something, one servant did nothing, he simply hid the money. When the master hears that the servant simply hid the money he says, “Throw this useless servant into outer darkness.”  I think one of the most important parts of this story is…”It is not fair.”  Why did one guy get 5 coins, one guy get 2 coins and that last guy only 1 coin. That is not fair.  The answer is because the Master said so. The Master divided up the coins how he saw fit. But then with that unfair advantage comes responsibility.  For American Starbucks drinking, internet surfing, luxury car driving, cell phone talking, consume ourselves to death people, we have been given 5 gold coins. Right as we entered this world from our mothers womb we had 5 coins handed to us on a silver platter. It is not fair, it is undeserving, yet regardless we now have a responsibility to do SOMETHING with all we have been given. Find a way to give of yourself this holiday season. Contact me for some great opportunities to help some amazing kids in Kenya.

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About Emily French

I am in a place right now where I am so full. Full of love, full of life, full of joy. I love being the mom to my three sons Koby, Zekiah, and Levi. I love being the wife to my husband Larry. I am the Contemporary Music Director for East Cross United Methodist and the Program Coordinator and Creator of MUTUAL Gold a program that teaches girl "They are Worth More than Gold." I am spending my days doing things that are precious to my heart. I have found true Joy.

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