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Seize the moment: Social Media and the burning of Rome.

Did you know that the Romans of Nero’s time actually developed the concept of social media and the internet?

In 72 A.D. the Flavian Amphitheatre, most commonly known as the Roman Colosseum was built.  55,000 Romans would fill this magnificent facility to view and participate in grand dramatic plays and bloody examples of mankind’s desire to see others hurt.  Cheering as Gladiator slaves fought to the death and Christians were slaughtered in countless ways.  This was all great entertainment.  At the conclusion of many Gladiator fights, the Emperor would seek the approval of the crowds in showing either mercy or death to those on the stage.  Interactive entertainment where you can watch and participate.   I imagine that little mercy was ever shown.  Why?  Well, you take the wife and kids down to the Colosseum for a night of entertainment and its just not complete unless you can finish on a high note of watching and participating in the destruction of another person.

Run the clock forward to today.  The internet and social media sites have become the new Roman Colosseum and we are the Romans.  Rarely does a month pass that we don’t hear of and see examples of  the online destruction of someone’s character and even their lives.  We have a bloodlust desire to expose and destroy others for our entertainment.  It doesn’t matter whether they are famous, wealthy, poor, defenseless or just another person at work or school.  Its just in good fun! Right?  Tyler Clementi, a Rutgers student, was the last victim of this bloodlust.  This is not a story about Tyler’s lifestyle.  Its about taking anyone’s private life and exposing it to the world.  Unfortunately, the new colosseum holds many more than 55,000 viewers and participants who crave these opportunities.

Now, the Roman Colosseum and Social Media Sites did and do provide a great platform for education, enrichment and communication.  Roman culture thrived on the great re-enactments of historical battles, music, theatre and debate; all of which occurred in the great Colosseum.  The internet and its related social media sites provide even more of the same.  However, instruments of good have an equal, if not, greater capability of perpetuating the bloodlust desire which resides within mankind.

Is our culture today on the same decline as that of the great Roman empire?  Are we driven to an insatiable desire to see, experience and maybe even cause harm to someone else as viewers and participants on the internet?  Is it time for us to wake up as a culture and see where we are heading?  Oh, what is that?  Do I hear Nero on the steps of the Colosseum playing his harp as Rome burns around him?

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Seize the moment: Do we really understand leadership?

Our forefathers accomplished incredible societal transformation against the real possibility of failure, with limited resources, a lack of  personal safety and rights, but protected by the sure belief and passion to stand for what is right.  Do we have the same passion and willingness to accept risk and desire to champion change without regard for our personal self-interest?  I think not!

Seize the moment: This Sucks!

While in Chicago today, I had time to enjoy the beautiful weather, Millenium Park and the overall flavor of this place.  Chicago is a glorious city with incredible history, sights, sounds, smells and great people!  I took the opportunity to walk down Michigan Avenue today washed in sun and cooled with a delightful breeze from the lake just two blocks east.   A caffeine supplement  was in order at the local Caribou Coffee.  Everyone inside exhibited that wonderful midwestern friendliness not found in many of the large cities around this country.  For a moment it felt like Winston-Salem.   As I started my leisurely walk down Michigan Avenue with that coffee, I noticed the sign.  It said, “This Sucks.”  The sign was held by a 18 or 19 year-old homeless kid sitting on the sidewalk at the corner of Michigan and Madison. 

 Across the street sits Millenium Park, a beautiful example of urban art and development promoting community and fellowship.  My moment of calm bliss was broken as I looked at this kid and his sign.  He was clearly no older than my eldest son James.  Something told me to stop, watch, evaluate and try to understand this kid. So, I perched myself on a tree planter bordering Michigan Avenue about 50 feet away and proceeded to watch him.  This act embarrassed me.  Was I enjoying the plight of this kid?  Why did I have the curosity to watch as he begged for money using a sign with the handwritten message, “This Sucks?”  It was clear to me that he was homeless.  His clothes were tattered.  A bath is something which he most likely had not seen of recent.  He had tattoos on both arms, piercings in his ears and unkempt hair which was in need of both a cut and shampoo.  He had a backpack next to him which contained whatever his worldly possessions might be and a hat flipped upside down on the sidewalk in front of him.  He appeared well fed, but who knows for sure.  I smiled a few times as his strategy of positioning the sign was more prominent for any female approaching.  When he saw women walking either north or south on Michigan Avenue, he would angle the sign so that it was directly visible to them.  He was less aggressive when men approached his position.  I was ashamed of my many thoughts about this kid.  Why are you begging when you could easily clean yourself up and get a job at McDonalds or any other place needing someone to do basic work?  Are you just trying to look pitiful and play on the emotions of those passing you?  He was quite successful in that area!  Then, it hit me.  If he had  parents or extended family, why would they not intervene in his life?  Maybe they cared, but he rejected their efforts or they might have rejected him for whatever reason.  At one point, an older man stopped and asked him where he lived.  His youthful smile as he responded reminded me of my son’s smile as he might respond to any casual or funny situation.  I overheard him say, “I sleep wherever I can find a place in Millenium Park.”  My son goes to bed every night in his own room, in his bed surrounded by a loving family.  This boy, for whatever reason, does not.  This just sucks! 

My curiosity consumed the next two hours.  I watched any number of people respond to his plight.  Two guys dressed in costumes advertising Hershey chocolates stopped and filled his hat with pieces of candy.  He quickly pocketed this and anything placed in it so that no one else might take what was given to him.  I watched as various people stopped and provided a few dollars. The disdaining stares of many bothered me.  But, a city the size of Chicago is full of those seeking help.  He just happened to be one of the youngest I have seen so far.  Some purposefully walked very close to this boy and gave him a hateful stare.  A few even taunted him and his situation.  He just smiled everytime.  I could see that he noticed me.  He occassionally looked my way with a question in his eye.  I could tell he wondered why I was sitting on that planter facing his direction.  I felt a great sense of not knowing what I could do to help him.  Should I hand him money, offer my hotel room for a shower and a hot meal?  These and many other thoughts went through my head.  As the afternoon progressed, the chill in the air increased.  He was getting cold and pulled on a hoody to shield himself from the breeze while continuing to hold his sign.  At one point, I looked away to watch a comotion in Millenium Park.  When I turned around, he was gone.  I had done nothing to help him. 

At this moment, I am writing this blog from the comfort of my 4 star hotel one block away from Millenium Park.  I’ve had a great meal and enjoying the comforts of the historic Palmer House Hotel.  I can only imagine this kid is trying to find a place in the park to sleep where he might not be bothered by police or other homeless people.  Somewhere away from the cool lake breeze.  Definitely not on one of the many park benches which have been fitted with petitions making them impossible to use as beds. 

Why am I writing about this?  Maybe its the guilt I feel for not taking more action to help those who cannot help themselves?  Maybe its a guilt of worrying more about what I have and how to keep it?  Maybe its the guilt, I have as a Christian,  for not understanding the meaning of sacrifice?  At dinner tonight I reflected on the concept of sacrifice.  What is real sacrifice as a Believer in Christ?  Is it fasting and giving up a few meals, is it a mediocre contribution to my church or is it taking one day out of the month to work on behalf of others?  Or is it, taking personal  risk to champion issues for those who cannot standup for themselves, giving my personal financial resources at a level which require me to lower my many “wants” to meet other’s needs or just sitting down next to this kid, praying for and with him, showing him the love of Christ.  At the very least, I should have done this and to heck with those walking by who would have thought I might be crazy. Many reading this might explain away the issue of homelessness.  Its there, its real and many issues contribute to the problem.  But, should Christians explain away the problem as one that those impacted should bear the burden?  I think not!

Not long ago, I was talking about health equity issues with a church friend.  He smiled at me and said, “you sound like one of those radicals.”  That comment shocked me since I have always been somewhat of a right winger politically.  But, when you think about Christ and His time on the earth confronting the issues of this world,  He most likely would be classified as a radical.  Maybe each one of us needs to think about how we can “radicalize” our faith to make a difference.  Our hope is not in this world today, but in the eternal life which Christ offers each of us.  Thanks for reading my ramblings!

Seizing the moment…..must they continue to die?

Mother Teresa once said, “It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.” 

 I hope we would never intentionally do something to cause the death of a child by the way we live our lives.  However, our inaction to understand the challenges children face globally leads to the poverty Mother Teresa speaks of.  Until recently, I did not fully comprehend the challenges children face globally because of the lack of clean drinking water.  According to CharityWater.org, 4,500 children die every day as a result of illnesses from poor drinking water.  This is a significant problem facing children throughout Africa.  As I read the statistics and saw the images of children drinking and playing in filthy water, I made the decision it was time to make a stand. 

Problems like this can seem overwhelming to us as individuals.  How can I possibly make a difference?  But, I found a solution where, with the help of others, a new well can be drilled in a village somewhere in Africa.  This well will provide safe, clean drinking water for 250 people.  And, the cost to do this is only $5,000!  CharityWater.org has made it possible for me to begin a campaign over the next 90 days to raise those funds.  I’ve made the first contribution which has been added to by several friends.  Please take a look at: www.mycharitywater.org/potterfamily

I hope by the end of October we will celebrate reaching this goal…seizing the moment and saving the lives of children!

Thanks for reading my blog!

Thanks for another donation to our campa

Thanks for another donation to our campaign to raise funds for a new fresh water well in Africa! http://www.mycharitywater.org/potterfamily

4,500 kids will die today….

Yesterday,  I made the decision to start observing how much water I used.  Water to brush my teeth, make my coffee, wash clothes, take a shower, cook meals, wash dishes, and swim in a pool.  Thats just the beginning.  And, I didn’t have to think one second about the quantity available and its cleanliness. 

Now look at the picture above.  Thats the reality for millions of people around the world.  Can you imagine making your coffee with that water or giving your child a drink of water you can’t see through!   Well, thats the reality and we take clean water for granted as we wash our cars, our pets and fill our pools with water that people in developing countries have no access to.  The title of this blog is accurate!  I am working with Charity Water to make a difference in this global problem.  4,500 kids will die today and everyday around the world because of illnesses associated with filthy water.

My family and I are trying to make a difference and need your help!  Rather than receive gifts for my 54th birthday, we are asking you to consider going to www.mycharitywater.org/potterfamily.  You will be able to see more information about the problem and a means to help fund one new well which will support 250 people.  Thanks to those who are starting to contribute!  We have 91 days to raise $5,000.  Even if you can’t make a financial contribution, but believe in this cause, I am asking that you consider posting this website on your facebook, twitter, linkedin, or other networks to make others aware of the problem!  We can turn this into a major online victory if you will forward this message out to others!  I have already contributed $510 to the project.  As you will read on www.mycharitywater.org/potterfamily, my family will splurge less on eating out and Starbucks (I still love you guys!) during the campaign and contribute equal amounts to the fund.  In fact, I added an additional $10 which is equal to our nightly visit to Starbucks since we did not go last evening.

At the end of our campaign, I am hoping that we will be able to announce the funding of one new well which Charity Water will place in one of its global projects.  We will plan a celebration in Winston-Salem at that time!  I hope you will consider making a contribution and posting this link on your social media sites!

You will save a kid’s life in some village somewhere!

Thanks for reading this blog!

Its day 2 with 91 to go, please consider helping me with this cause!

www.mycharitywater.org/potterfamily

A birthday wish…….

On October 28, I’m turning 54.

At first, this seemed surreal, even daunting.

But then I found out that millions of people don’t live to see their 5th birthday. And why? Because they didn’t have access to clean, safe water.

So I’m not scared of turning 54 anymore. In fact, I’m celebrating my birthday like never before.

I’m asking for $54 or (whatever you can do!) from everyone I know – and every penny of the money raised will go directly to fund freshwater wells in developing nations. Even better, every dollar is “proved” when the projects are complete, and photos and GPS coordinates are posted using Google Earth.

My goal is to raise $5,000 by my birthday, October 28. This amount will provide one well providing clean drinking water for 250 people!

I am kicking off this campaign with $500. My family will also commit to eating out less and contributing that cost to this fund through my birthday. It’s frightening to see how much I spend monthly on Starbucks and eating out. I think I can do without so much of this to help a community somewhere have clean drinking water!

Please consider helping me. Watch this video because I think it will help you understand why this has captured my attention!

My thanks to each of you who help with this cause!   Please go to my web page below and consider helping!

www.mycharitywater.org/potterfamily