Comfort and Complacency

As I sit here in a warm home, my belly full, my children in bed, my comfort devices all working---I can't help but think about the people in Haiti. Many without a place to sleep, nothing to eat, no fresh water, no sanitary living conditions at all. What I feel is not guilt, but rather shame. I am ashamed that I am not more active in supporting relief efforts. I am ashamed that it takes something in our part of the world to bring recognition to conditions people share throughout the world. I am ashamed that my previous response to such a catastrophe is to pray for those effected. My prayer should be for the people stricken. And those involved in rescue efforts. And those who organize relief efforts. And those who contribute money and skills to the relief efforts. But most of all, I pray that my heart and mind may be led by the Holy Spirit of the Living God to be made more acutely aware of how I can actively help this and like situations. I am complacent, comfortable, lazy, and selfish.
Lord, make me humble. Lead me to treat your children as my brothers. Don't let me forget. Everything I have is yours.