I am not an economist and in this article, won’t pretend to be. Economic theory often confuses me–but I’m not alone. Our nation is 23 trillion dollars in debt and very few seem to care.
But I am an American, a parent and a follower of Christ involved in helping people improve their circumstances by the blessings of God–both in this life and the next.
Thus, I’m concerned that as we reach the twenty-year mark of the 21st century (2020), most young adults I know can’t afford to buy a house in the wealthiest nation on earth.
I think I know why.
When I was a child, a treasured family tradition at Thanksgiving and other holidays was to sing the “Doxology” as a family. We stood in a circle before eating our meal and lifted out voices:
“Praise God from whom all blessings flow. Praise him all people here below. Praise Him above you heavenly hosts. Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.”
We knew to WHOM we should give thanks.
Don’t forget the “whom” this Thanksgiving.
I made a fresh commitment this year that I posted on the wall of my office:
“Evangelize the open and disciple the willing.”
What I learned this summer is that sometimes the open, willing and utterly surprising actually come to you.
Here’s a story that just might touch your heart. It involves eighty-one days of friendship.