Saturday, I thought tomorrow, Earth Day, will be the perfect day to get some garbage cleaned up with the kids. So we went with garbage bags and gloves in toe. At first there wasn't a lot, but as we went along the kids began to find a lot of trash, in particular, a lot of alcohol bottles. They just couldn't understand why so many people felt the need to throw the trash out the window of their vehicle when they are so close to town and a garbage can.
We were about halfway through, when I think the part that made the most impact of the journey happened. Each of us had a bag: two bags for recycling and one bag for garage. My son was wandering ahead of us as he was just trying to find the bottles, making a little game out of it, but realizing he had a lot to do. He sat down along the ditch near the field. I asked him, "Why are you sitting down? Are you tired?" He responded, "This makes me really sad!" I said, "This makes me sad, too."
We only got one part of the road up to the cemetery done and filled up three bags. The kids were worn out, and I was ready to head home. Josh came and picked us up, so we could get the bags home. Our daughter was concerned about the rest of the road that I run along. I told her when we get another nice weekend free, we can finish up that part of the road, too.
I'm curious to see when I go for my next run out that way, how much trash has accumulated since we picked it up. It just bothers me so much, when we can easily take our to-go containers, cups, bottles, food wrappers, etc to the nearest garbage. Every gas station I've been to has garbage cans right at the pump.
How do we change people's behaviors? I don't know that I have the answer. I am going to make sure that our two know how to care for God's earth and what we can do to make positive changes. Today is a minor action, but I think it was deeper than 3 bags of trash. It was filled with reflection, family time, enjoying the outdoors, and we realized how 1 hour can make a small difference.