Good Morning, God!
Imagine my surprise passing by a normally empty couch at Arcadia and seeing 61 Hug Me dolls. I stopped and asked the lovely woman standing by them, WHAT WERE THEY? She said they were going to the Children’s Justice Center of Oahu — which is part of the Family Court. She had made the patterns and then enlisted other Arcadians to join her in stitching up the dolls. A labor of love — a loving labor.
Apparently, the police keep them to give to scared and traumatized little children who may be at the scene of a crime or involved in a case of suspected abuse. Child Protective Services may also give them to a child who is being “interviewed.”
Even now, God, I can feel my blood run cold as I think of what some children go through. I can’t help but feel that abuse of children is at the root of many, many problems in our society.
I remember a friend who taught prisoners about child development and parenting — actually, I think it included relationships and other essential information. She said that the men all asked if there could be a class for their girl friends and wives. After they learned the concepts, they wanted to share. Their partners, without the class, didn’t have the conceptual building blocks to understand.
There are a lot of good people in this world, God. I am sure many more people are doing good things than doing bad things. But, it seems to me that the “playing field” doesn’t even begin to be “level.” I am not offering solutions, God. I am just bringing this to Your Attention.