So, just got back from the Zumba-thon! In two hours, with 32 dancers, we raised right at $500… pretty nifty, if you ask me! The thing that struck me most, aside from the generosity of those who came, was the flat-out happiness that just rolled through the room! Some women came because they knew me or the other organizer, or knew my brother or his wife; others came because the love to Zumba, and adding the fundraising portion just kicked up the fun a notch. Others came because they’ve had loved ones battle through cancer, and wanted to extend their support to another family. Others came because they have family members currently battling cancer, and know how much those prayers and small actions really do make a difference. (If you have a minute, say a quick prayer for Jayce, who is fighting his own cancer at a very young age, and his Mom was one of those who just breathed out joy in all her movements!)
Isn’t it interesting? We hear so much depressing news, and yet, there are so many wonderful and inspiring things going on every day! Yes, there are horrible situations in the world right now, and they do need our attention; we need to do what we can to make things better. But there are hundreds of thousands of small, good things going on, too, that you’d never hear about on the news.
I know a group of ladies who’ve put together a fundraising push, using their own unique talents to create something very cool for the community, and the families they’re trying to serve.
I know of an old gentleman who has spent the last five years or so determined to track down his fellow veterans and make sure they’ve received every single combat medal they’ve earned, and let them know they are appreciated.
I know a tidy stack of young Boy Scouts who are diligently learning to play the bugle, or the drums, or the bagpipes, so they can be of service for flag ceremonies and funeral services within our community.
I know a woman who steadily sews quilts for the needy, every single month without fail, and another who has spent years of her spare time creating quilts for the homeless.
I see kids who make sure that no one feels left out, even the kids who have some physical challenges that make it harder for them to participate in everything.
I know couples who have stitched their own families together through love and patience and hard work, and I see what those families mean for the kids they’ve rescued and taken for their own.
The small joys, the steady hopefulness, the hand extended… THAT is the news that needs sharing. That love is the Good News, and that’s always worth sharing. It is astonishing what good, loving people, steadfast in hope, can do in this world. I’m feeling very humbled and comforted tonight.
Rebel against the ugliness… embrace love and hope and joy.