Crossing
Ok, so I’m straight piggy-backing off of last week’s blog. Seriously, my world has been turned upside down in the past two weeks… literally. And I must say… it’s freaking addicting.
And no, I’m not talking about flipping houses (my first love). I’m talking about our humanitarian ventures.
Less than a year ago, I wrote down my goals. I wrote down professional, personal and spiritual goals. I categorized them into groups of 3-5 year goals, and 20 year goals. Literally, one of my 3-5 year goals was to start, or contribute to a charity, or non-profit.
A few weeks later, Jason called…
I know. Freaked me out, too. But, if you’ve read my book, you know how much I believe in writing down goals. It’s like a personal letter to God, or something. For some reason, writing them down makes them come true. Crazy, but true.
So, last week, we partnered with a global effort, called LiNK. We watched the movie, Crossing. I cried my eyes out…
Ok, so I didn’t actually cry. I did, though, manage to conjure up every bit of strength I had, to keep the tears from falling down my face. I mean, I was in a room full of people, most of which I didn’t know.
I couldn’t let them see The Maestro cry. No what I mean…
Here’s the bottom line. North Korea… is Nazi Germany. Crazy Kim is Hitler. And the North Korean people are the Jews. Plain and simple. You doubt my veracity?
Watch this. Then, go HERE and register for the 9 Lives program. I did. It’s $9 a month. That’s what I spend when I go to lunch… 5 days a week. So I miss one lunch a month. Is that worth saving a life?
I think so.
Get involved. Remember, we reap what we sow. And, as the old cliche’ goes, what goes around, comes around. Being a humanitarian will give you so much joy, you won’t be able to handle it all.
And what goes around… comes around.

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