Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Taking the Pulse of the Red Cross



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          When thinking of the Red Cross, what image comes to your mind?  Many of us have a Red Cross story or have heard an account from a loved one.  We hear stories from the Indian Ocean Tsunami of 2004 to Louisiana’s Hurricane Katrina, from the collapse of the Twin Towers to tornado disasters in the Midwest.  Story after story emerges from these tragedies where all seems lost and then the Red Cross arrives on the scene and hope is restored.  In moments of despair, volunteers appear responding to immediate disaster caused needs.  None of us want to be in a situation where we need the Red Cross, but we are not exempt from tragedy.  Knowing that help is close by can make the most traumatic experiences survivable.
     According to the Red Cross’s Fundamental Principles, “ the Red Cross, born of a desire to bring assistance without discrimination to the wounded on the battlefield, endeavors—in its international and national capacity—to prevent and alleviate human suffering wherever it may be found. Its purpose is to protect life and health and to ensure respect for the human being. It promotes mutual understanding, friendship, cooperation and lasting peace amongst all peoples.”  It is an organization that is truly colorblind.  The Red Cross does not receive funding from any government entity and it is represented in every country in 
the world.
    Not long ago, a tragic fire broke out in an apartment building in Goose Creek, SC.  Lives were taken.  Some of the residents lost everything they owned in the fire.  One of these women spoke at a Red Cross fundraiser.  She described the immense fear that ran through her as she relived those first moments with smoke billowing from the building and not knowing where her kids were.  This description of her and her children’s terror and confusion that led up to their ultimate escape, brought tears to the eyes of her listeners.   When her husband could see that recounting her story became too vivid and terrifying for her, he held her in his arms, renewing her strength to continue.  Periodically she paused to regain composure, each time apologizing for her emotional state.  Though she had practiced her speech without a tear, these memories now overwhelmed her.  Her despair was palpable as she spoke though she barely noticed the emotions of all those in attendance as she transported them to that terrible day.
     In expressing the rush of feelings that she felt when she first saw a Red Cross-volunteer, the audience’s continence changed with her.  As she continued, relief was evident on her face that was now filled with hope.  She told how the presence of the volunteers was the salve she needed to heal and regroup. All present realized that her story could easily be ours.  No one knows when tragedy may come.  Our local Red Cross has helped 1,222 of our neighbors in a 7 county radius since July 1st, 2011.  Keeping the Red Cross prepared for catastrophes with donations and volunteering is one way we can help it stay strong and ready for the unexpected.
     Recently, the Trident United Way has changed their priorities and consequently, the Red Cross lost valuable funding. This article is not meant to discuss the reasons behind this decision.  Instead, let us realize that in times of financial unease, where differences separate us more than our similarities bring us together, the Red Cross stands as a beacon of what we should all strive to be.  Its volunteers personify a humanity that crosses barriers and promotes true understanding.   Since the founding of the American Red Cross in 1881 by Clara Barton, hundreds of thousands of volunteers have impacted people in crisis.  Each of these volunteers has contributed to the success of this worthy organization.  Let’s continue the tradition by supporting our local Red Cross.  www.LowcountryRedCross.org or 843-764-2323

My Rocky Mountain High


     Snowflakes slowly fall from the sky. An accumulation has not yet begun, only a dusting of these flakes covers the scenery. It is late September and hiking alone at 10,000 feet in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado is exhilarating. There are other hikers walking this trail if trouble finds me so I relax in the solitude. The higher I hike, the more spectacular the view. The peaks in the distance rise dramatically as they point upward. A mountain lake nestles in an alpine meadow. Trees are changing into scraggly bushes as I approach the tree line elevation. The cold air enters my lungs as I greedily suck in more oxygen. The moderate breeze adds to the crisp fall weather and the sound it makes going through the trees is music to my ears. Layering my clothes allows me to stay warm in spite of the outside temperatures. The aspen leaves are letting go for the next season. Summer is gone, fall surrounds me and I am finally at peace.
      Peace, that elusive feeling that comes and goes at will. How can I attain a lasting peace? Paul states in Philippians 4:7- “And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus”.


      Because I feel deeply that I am where I am suppose to be, I have peace no matter how upsetting the situation looks, I can rest knowing that life is going to play out in my favor. The end result may not be my first choice, but it will be God’s best choice for me. God says “I have plans for you, plans to prosper you”. He is faithful and trustworthy. Putting my trust in Him is crucial to experiencing the peace that passes all understanding. Thanking God for all circumstances, even the painful ones which are really blessings in disguise, allows Him to work miracles in my life. Gratitude opens me up to infinite possibilities. I am able to see the good in my life and embrace all that comes.                                
     Because of my history with God, I know that He can take charge of any situation and solve it to enhance his plan for me. He has to do the work, I can’t force it, but I do have to be a willing participant.
     Peace can only exist where there is an absence of worry and anxiety. Worry comes from the old English word meaning strangle. I can only experience true peace when I pass my worries over to the One who offers to take them from me. I am tempted to find that comfort in another human, but I know I will always be disappointed in the end. Only God can be that for me. When I accept whatever God puts in my path as necessary to my growth, I can feel peace. A calm serenity fills me and it is not lost when my outer world is strife-ridden. I don’t have to work hard to get what I need. The opposite is true. When I relax in the knowledge that God is going to bring what is necessary, life is no longer a struggle. ‘All in good time’ becomes reality and I can rest assured that God has my back, my best and my future. Everything feels right with my soul.
     When I cast my burdens on Him, my soul finds itself at one with its Creator. Deep inside me, I have a connection with God that becomes clogged. When the communion is blocked, I feel hollow. I often find myself feeding that emptiness with lots of activities and material goods that temporarily keep my mind busy, but it is fleeting. Only when I get myself right with God will the channel open and His peace will flow. His peace is like the bottom of the ocean where the storms of the surface have no impact. When I rise above the tempests of life through faith and trust, I can look upon the valley below, smiling, knowing God is with me. This serenity has to reside inside me for it won’t last if it is based on my environment. I encourage you to turn towards the One who can give you everlasting peace. It will make all the difference in your life and you will feel His presence no matter where you are. Shalom!


Author's note- pictures taken in a different time and place, but I wanted to show you the majesty of the Rocky Mountains!