Friday, 14 October 2011

Operation Christmas Child, Liberia, Hotel Rwanda

It's good if every day brings a new smile, lesson and experience. In the same week I watched a programme about a midwife from the uk spending 2 weeks in a hospital in Liberia..it was such a touching programme, I stayed up late to watch because it was worth the exhaustion and broken sleep later.  Then, many years after buying the dvd and not watching it, I watched Hotel Rwanda at the weekend. Gosh, I really did sob at this film.

My reverance for a film is rated by how much I cry to it. I cannot really cry to such stuff as Four weddings and a funeral, and prefer the mock up version of; 3 fights, 2 weddings and a funeral, by Steve Cougan. However, I am a real bore, and only really enjoy films with a decent historical, political, social or moral message. Eeek, I thought turning into my Mum was scary, but even this is kind of worse but I just can't help it.

If you havn't watched Hotel Rwanda, you have missed out and need to be updated on social injustice recently and that which will always be, without decent democratic government and a moral code. I've always felt a little cold towards the big Charities, because of their high administration costs, but if this is the only supply to help these helpless and proud people then this must be the way until we can produce a more personal way of contibuting to people...there but by the grace of God go I.

Operation Christmas Child is one perfect way of directly giving a bit of a surprise and hopefully a lot of fun to children who basically have very little. Humbling, in our society where we frequently over compensate for lack of time, and guiltily buy overpriced, and over indulgent toys for our kids, who mostly do not appreciate or play with them. Small shoeboxes, how much can we cram into a small space?

Toothbrush, soap, head band and hairclips, little ballerina skirt and a cuddly toy for a girl, the same for a boy, excpet it's a ball, a small meccano kit, hat and gloves, sunglasses and cap and sweets for both, whatever we can find, simple.

Local churches are taking surplus stuff, and inviting helpers to pack boxes if you have a spare hour or two.

You can pay postage of £2.50 online, and actually track where your own personally packed parcel goes, be it the Crimea, Africa, India, etc.

God Bless all who read this.