The day I received the topic for this month, I was on a bus in Peru, looking out the window at moms trying to provide for their children. My thoughts were already on how day to day life for them is different than it is for me. And I wonder...
Prior to Compassion, when did I stop and think about clean drinking water? I could claim ignorance then, what about now? I have no excuse. I know.
I know there are mamas who wake up with the plight of survival on their hearts and minds. Will they all eat today? Will they get sick from drinking the water? Do they have a choice? It's death to not drink it and severe illness and possible death to drink it but what is the choice?
I never think of these things regarding my children. I forget. I don't know how, but I do.
This week, as we think of honoring mothers, I can't help but wonder if the best gift I could receive is knowing at least one mama has safe clean drinking water for her family.
As I hear the noises from the streets in Puno, Peru, I am reminded that I have an obligation to care for "the least of these."
I love my mum. I want her to have a wonderful day. I am thankful she doesn't have to wonder if her children and grandchildren have clean water. I want more mums and grandmothers to have that.