Then my thoughts turned to similar faces with hurt in their eyes that I've seen in the media, schools and in my community. These eyes long for peace. These eyes long for good nutrition... of stable family life... or understanding.
I think I can only make a difference in my own house... and I've got a ton of work to do there. but I sometimes fail to see what I can do for other children. The odds are increasingly mounting against us.
The truth is protection for children starts in families... families with a mom and a dad that love each other, are married and work towards common goals. As the family continues to be attacked, the safety of children dwindles.
What to do next?