Help Change a Boy’s Life

There are only 14 days left.  Fourteen days for this boy to be adopted.  I have written about him before, as have others.  He has taken our hearts with his story.

Now is the time when we can all do something.

A family has stepped forward and is hoping to file all the necessary “intention” paperwork before K ages out.

But this is a big effort.  And it costs a lot.

And you can make a difference.  Follow this link to donate to the fund to help this family give K a forever home. The funds raised will be tied directly to K and his care.

It is not always possible for us to be this directly linked to changing a child’s life.  I’m sure many of you have seen the story of the Florida boy asking at church for a family.  We read it and our hearts break.  Maybe we tear up.  Maybe we pray that someone can help him.

In this case, we get to be the someone.  We get to come together and make a concrete difference in the life of this child.

Please give.  Every little bit helps.  We can give this one hope.  It matters.

CLICK HERE TO DONATE TO HELP BRING K HOME TO HIS FOREVER FAMILY!!

The Starfish

There was an old writer that used to go to the beach in the mornings and walk, sometimes for hours, in search of inspiration for his writing.  On one such occasion he was taking his walk and as he looked down the beach he saw a human figure moving like a dancer.

The old man smiled to himself at the vision of someone dancing with the sunrise and continued on his way, curiosity having got the better of him. As he came closer he saw that it was a young man and he was not dancing at all.  He was reaching down to the shore, picking up something and very gently throwing it into the ocean.

As the old man got closer he called out, “Good morning! What are you doing?”

The young man paused, looked up and replied, “Throwing starfish into the ocean.”

“I can see that, but WHY?”

“The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them in they’ll die.”

The boy stated this so matter-of-factly that the old man was taken aback at first, wondering if there was some logic he was missing.  He said quietly, “young man, don’t you realize that there are miles and miles of beach and thousands of starfish all along it? You can’t possibly make a difference!”

The young man listened politely then bent down, picked up another starfish and threw it into the sea, past the breaking waves.  He turned to the old man with a smile and said,

There was an old writer that used to go to the beach in the mornings and walk, sometimes for hours, in search of inspiration for his writing.  On one such occasion he was taking his walk and as he looked down the beach he saw a human figure moving like a dancer.

The old man smiled to himself at the vision of someone dancing with the sunrise and continued on his way, curiosity having got the better of him. As he came closer he saw that it was a young man and he was not dancing at all.  He was reaching down to the shore, picking up something and very gently throwing it into the ocean.

As the old man got closer he called out, “Good morning! What are you doing?”

The young man paused and replied, “Throwing starfish into the ocean.”

“I can see that, but WHY?”

“The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them in they’ll die.”   The boy stated this so matter-of-factly that the old man was taken aback at first, wondering if there was some logic he was missing.  He said quietly, “young man, don’t you realize that there are miles and miles of beach and thousands of starfish all along it? You can’t possibly make a difference!”

The young man listened politely then bent down, picked up another starfish and threw it into the sea, past the breaking waves.  He turned to the old man with a smile and said,

“it made a difference for that one.”

Based on “The Star Thrower” by Loren Eiseley

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