I don’t rant much. And I apologize for this posting.
But this daily prompt speaks to me. It asks us about the last time we felt helpless. And honestly for me, it happens more than a few times a day.
If you know me or have read my past blogs, you will know my past….my history…and what happened to me as a child.
It formed me into the man I am today and gave me what I wanted to focus my life on….the innocent….the children….the little ones who do not have a voice in this world.
I stood in front of my little one’s classroom yesterday and watched her with her friends. They were laughing…giggling. It made me so happy. But, there are things that are hard to explain to her. A few months ago, we passed by a flashing sign on the freeway.
“AMBER ALERT. CHILD ABDUCTED.”
A little voice spoke from the backseat.
“Daddy? What is that? Child……what?”
I didn’t know how to explain it…but I had to.
“Baby…that means kidnapped. A child was kidnapped.”
It was meant with silence. I paused.
“But? Why Daddy? Why would someone want to take a kid…that is not theirs.”
“Baby, the world is filled with good people…nice people….kind people. But, there are some who are not kind….not nice…not good. The person who did that is one of the bad people.”
So, at that moment, my little one knew learned that evil people exist. She did not know why someone would do that. I did not go further into why someone would do that.
That is one example where I feel helpless. I read the news…and it is filled with crimes and violence against children…it angers me…it sickens me…and my heart breaks daily for the children. How do we tell our little ones that the world can be cruel? That there are people who have no moral fiber in their being….that there are people who have no problem harming them.
And it’s not just violence against the children. It’s bad parents….parents who leave their kids in the car on extremely hot days. Parents who hurt their kids. My social media feed is filled with tragic stories where kids are affected. But that is why I fight, I get involved. And put myself in a position where I can help the future of the children and help if I can. I have coached youth sports for over 10 years. And I may coach your child on the fundamentals of the game, but it is more than that. There are life lessons that are taught on that playground…on that court…on that field. And that becomes a foundation, a foundation that hopefully spills out into other aspects of their life. Teamwork….adapting….and respecting each other. And soon, that will move from the gym…field…court…into a classroom. Where I can teach history…english…and help them prepare for what is really out there….and what we can do to help.
Are you going to be the next one to pick up the microphone? There are listeners…you just have to speak.