If I could change one thing in the world I would most certainly make people more understanding toward others. I’m shocked by what happened recently in Tennessee.
A shop owner who desperately needed his business property to be zoned as “commercial” killed himself right in front of the City Council who voted against helping him in his time of need.
Immigrants, illegal or not, are people. Although they may come across as leeches to the taxpayers, they, too, are pursuing the American dream.
At one time, I, too, wasn’t understanding to the conditions that illegal immigrants have come from. They need a job, and I haven’t heard anyone complain about their low-paying jobs other than the spoiled-rotten brats that were raised right here in the USA.
People are quick to judge, and I, too, have issues with being critical. If going to a public school and befriending people from various backgrounds has taught me anything, it’s that everyone has a story to tell.
Over the summer my church’s youth group went on a mission trip to Kentucky to help out the less fortunate in Williamsburg. Many of the people we helped out were affected by the closing of the local mines. As people lost their jobs, they experienced financial hardships, that I’d imagine would be very stressful. But if you were to see them on the side of the road or walking around the local Wal-Mart, many would judge them based on their looks. “Oh, I feel bad for the poor people. They need to go out and get a job rather than leeching off the tax payers.” And that’s a fool’s mentality. At this point in their life, they need all the help they can get.
What are you doing to give your fellow Americans a helping hand in their time of need?