The contrast is just too much.
I awoke today in a clean, dry bed with white sheets. I know how most Liberians awoke today – on a mattress on the ground without sheets. I spent my first hour today in prayer and meditation and reading treasured spiritual writings, and documenting this day in my ever present journal. I know how most Liberians started their day – walking for water and starting to cook on the coal pot outside their home. I went to the gym to exercise. I know how Liberians stay fit – the reality of their lives keeps them fit. I hosted many for a pizza lunch after working on the Skateboarding Liberia Project. At the same time, I heard from two treasured Liberian friends today whose families have not had food for a week; “We eat to live Ma Deborah,” David said, yet he trusts God completely and is so full of gratitude. I visited the home of Pastor Allison, one of my son Moses’ teachers, and witnessed Moses’ current living reality – he needs bed sheets and so much more, as does everyone in the home where he is now staying.