Help Me

“Help Me!” I don’t know why these two words are so hard for many of us to say. I can admit that I usually ask for help after I’m frustrated. I feel overwhelmed. I struggle with saying these two words, but I have learned that I’m not Superwoman. I can’t do it all. I need help. Most of us do, and it’s okay. You can’t be in two places at once despite being pulled in multiple directions. You can’t rearrange everything. Something’s gotta give. Don’t wait until it’s too late. Open your mouth. Use your words and say, “help me!”

Collective

A collective is a group of entities that share or are motivated by at least one common interest. People with like minds. Ants are a collective that work toward the mutual benefit of each other. There is a lot we can learn from ants; Their sense of teamwork, and their work ethic as well as their ability to plan ahead. Ants prepare for famine. They understand the "we" mentality. We must learn to form collectives with each other. We must find common ground. We must find what benefits our community as a whole. Forming collectives have the ability to help fortify our community both socially and economically.

Takers

We all have them in our life. Some are disguised as family and others as friends. They are always around. They always have their hand out, but when you need them they are no where to be found. They can’t help. Things are tight. It’s bad timing. Most givers find themselves surrounded by them. Takers. Takers hinder us. In order to thrive, we need to identify the takers in our life and learn to say, “no.” We need to allow some of these people to suffer the consequences of their bad decisions. More importantly, we aren’t God. We can’t save anyone. Get rid of the takers in your life and surround yourself with givers.

Party

'Tis the Season. It's Christmas Time. It's my favorite time of year. The invites should be rolling in for Christmas parties. The family Christmas cards should be arriving any day now. Kids are peeking under the tree. The sound of Christmas is everywhere, but sometimes I want to ask what are we celebrating? What are all the parties for? Have we forgotten the real reason for the season? Does our Christmas list include the less fortunate? Does our giving include our service or just our money? Sometimes, I feel like Christmas is a bunch of strangers crashing a birthday party for someone they don't even know. Sometimes, I want to ask were you invited to the party or are you just a plus one?