Faith, Cows and Good Deeds
Back in elementary school, I remember that my grade would fundraise to promote causes such as cancer or poverty awareness. Selfishly I remember a time when I nonchalantly passed those booths and clung on to that one dollar bill, thinking that my donation would have no impact. In my mind, I pitied those who were trying to promote philanthropic deeds. At most, their success would translate to helping, say, twenty-five families at most – what good was that if the rest of the starving or ailing population in Africa was suffering? Their efforts were a mere, if not even tinier than mere, fraction of help.