This is my first time having someone guest post! I don't really know if it counts because it's my brother but he has something important to share with all of you out there. This isn't your typical rainbows and butterflies guest post. It's serious. Please read. And please pray. If you are willing, please help.
Without further delay, here is what Taylor has to say:
Recently, a very good friend of mine told me that her fifteen year old brother has cancer. Fifteen. None of her family is a match for his bone marrow transplant, which if he doesn’t receive soon.. The Leukemia is such a quickly developing disease that he will die within months. They are relying on a complete stranger now to donate bone marrow to save his life. Did you know that only one in five hundred and forty persons is a match for bone marrow donations? Both her and I have created facebook pages to try and reach that number.. It takes five hundred and forty people to save one life.
In the 1960s, we were in a war that everyone in America is familiar with: Vietnam. One of the most advanced war-fighting tactics at the time was anti-personal mines. They were relatively cheap to manufacture, less than a hundred bucks a piece; and incredibly easy to install. Easy to install, easily forgotten. At a sixteenth birthday party I ran into a girl. She had a shirt on that read “No More Landmines.” She was part of a club that raised money to remove the left over mines in Vietnam so that there would be no more death. It costs one thousand dollars per mine to remove.
Why does it take so much good to undo so little bad?
Heavenly Father has given each of us a gift. A gift with a promise. That gift is known as agency. The freedom to choose, to make each decision on your own. The promise- that all good would be met with opposition. By why does it seem so uneven, so unbalanced?
It’s the test. It is so easy to do bad. Or even, to not do good. With the amount of good it takes to undo something so minorly bad- why should we even bother?
Because that boy is fifteen years old with a family that loves him. Because the bone marrow transplant my mother received, allowed her to be there for her children. Because when it wasn't done, we lost Mark, and a mother and son were left with no one.
Because a young nine year old girl whose parents weren’t even alive during Vietnam has the right to live unafraid to walk in her own country. Because the one hundred thousand casualties that have transpired since the declaration of peace in that country shouldn’t have happened.
It’s time to step up. Step up as a human being and help somebody out. There should be no need for such a desperate cry for help. Use your agency wisely, brothers and sisters. It is a divine gift. Cherish it. Hold it dear. Please- step up and make the choice.
If you would like to help, please click on the link below.
Be the One
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