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Last Sunday, I read a piece about white privilege to the Adult Sunday School class.  Then one of the men told about an NPR story he’d heard where a Bangladeshi man was allowed to migrate to this country.  Here he gained an education and now has a career and helps his family in Bangladesh.

“That’s great. A non-white immigrant came here and made something of himself,” said another man.  Inwardly, I was trying to figure out what to say, how to diffuse this.  Then he continued, “But wouldn’t it be great if the next time you met an American who wasn’t white, you said, ‘You should have more opportunities, let me help you.'”

That.  That right there is what we need to do.  Especially when this lack of opportunity is built into our society.  Leave it to the engineer in our group to put it in the most concrete way possible.


Years ago, I contemplated the life of a friend. One of her children had just gotten out of the hospital.  I don’t remember why but she’d had to have throat surgery. Her son, who was about six, had been diagnosed diabetic.  And if you managed to get her on the phone, all was good. Me? I’d have probably crawled under the bed and refused to come out.

But she is one of those glass half full kinds of people.  Not only is the glass half full, but she’ll notice if she happens upon something to fill it the rest of the way. She’s got a can-do spirit.

Can do people like my friend see the opportunities.  They spot the possibilities.  And with each one they see, more appear.

What a blessing!   And I’m truly grateful for all of the people God has gifted with a can-do spirit.  These opportunity makers are angels among us. Thank you, God.



Too funny.  Here is the dandelion post that was supposed to go live in the wee hours of the AM.  I wish I had gotten it right the first time.  Ah, well.  Maybe someone needed to see them both.

When you see a field of dandelions, it won’t always be possible to see the wishes and opportunities they represent.  But if you try, every now and again, you may see a path before you.



Have a Mary Little Christmas

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