My desk is cluttered with notes, but against its back wall are photos of people who have lived well and in doing so, have made a difference in the lives of others. When I despair, these inspirational folks remind me of all that is possible, and all that is good in life. Recently, I added another to my hall of fame: Shu Harris.
A few years ago, Shamayim “Shu” Harris lost her two-year-old son to a hit and run driver in a blighted area of Detroit. As she mourned, a dream emerged – of what she could do for other children.
Against all odds, she decided to transform her neighborhood into a self-sustaining community.
“We need to stop blaming and just get things done,” she said. “At some point people must get the power within themselves to do things for themselves and their families.”
If you read about Shu's project, I think you'll find her vision contagious. As the story spreads, foundations and individual donors have stepped in to help her realize her dream. The unfolding results are nothing short of miraculous.
One person and a dream…
I listen less and less to political pundits, to their promises and their blame. I'd rather follow the trails of hope that people like Shu are creating. If you google her, you'll find pages of links about her and what she is doing. Clearly, I'm not the only one inspired. As you explore, you may also notice an online paper HopefuHeadlines.org. It's become a regular read for me........