You Say You Want a Revolution

"I have some exciting news for you," I told him last night.

So I told him of the comments on the last post. I told him that three people, at that time, had said they would like to match whatever he chose to donate to the kids in South Africa.

He said, "total strangers?"

"No, honey, not total strangers," and then I told him about Jen and her work. I told him that the others were people we knew, but he was most interested in Jen (who wouldn't be?). He bent his head down and counted on his fingers, "so if I gave twenty dollars, that would mean eighty, right?"

"Yes, not counting what Daddy and I would match and any other people who have left a comment about it since I checked this morning."

"Wow."

Wow, indeed. Wyatt and I are talking about setting up a temporary place with the link to the Open Arms Home for Children, where people can come and make their donation and then leave a comment about it. We are talking about letting his school know about this and seeing how much support we can drum up with this little "project."

My expectations have already been surpassed you see, because the look on his face when I explained what a difference one person could make and the fact that he'd already quadrupled his own donation, was priceless.

This, is why this matters. Why reaching out and being part of a greater community other than the one surrounding you everyday, matters. Why educating our children about the issues and letting them know that there is a great, big world out there just full of children, just like them, matters.

We may have not taken our children to the far reaches of the globe at their young ages, but I really feel like something resembling the beginning of global responsibility is growing inside of them.

The spark has been lit, and I am going to do everything I can to make sure that it doesn't get extinguished.