13 years ago our country was blindsided by a terrorist attack in New York, Washington and Pennsylvania. I was off work that day and once my mother had woken me with the news that the Towers had been hit, watching the news was all we did that day. I will never forget the feel of the tears that poured down my face as the second tower fell, the look of shock on the face of the late Peter Jennings as he reported on the tragedy, and the general feeling of helplessness and then anger.
Let us never forget.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the various crises in the world today, such as the situation in Ukraine (why on earth does Putin have such a hard line attitude towards Ukraine?) and ISIL in Iraq and Syria.
Mostly I feel frustrated because I see the hurt and the pain being caused over idiotic (at least to me) reasons. The majority of people affected are innocent civilians who just want to live their lives. A handful of radicals are trying to bring the whole country under their thumb. And they don’t have the freedom to express their displeasure about the situation as we in America do when our lawmakers act like childish idiots over stupid stuff.
And now another journalist has died and another is being threatened. I feel like dropping a bomb on them myself, but of course I don’t have access to that kind of firepower:)
So what do I do instead? I pray, naturally, I inform myself about the situation from multiple sources, I donate when I can to charitable organizations that aid in humanitarian relief, and most of all I give thanks on a daily basis that I live in a country in which I can express my opinions without fear.
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to his great mercy begat us again unto a living hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, unto an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for you, who by the power of God are guarded through faith unto a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. (1 Peter 1:3-5 ASV)
Had this verse as part of my devotions today…. Just wanted to share. It really spoke to me .
I feel really good this morning. Peaceful, almost. I’m going to do my best to keep this peace through this day, even thigh I know it’s going to be a tough one- hey, nothing God can’t handle!
Why, o citizens of the world, have you stopped giving a crap about yourselves?
Well, to be fair, I suppose I must limit this question to the residents of my environment. On a daily basis, I encounter people who, for lack of a better explanation, have simply stopped trying. They walk in public wearing things that I would describe as underwear, things that should be delegated to one’s private residential enclave. I have socks that cover more than some of the shirts I’ve seen lately. I have no desire to see what God blessed you with, either, so for the love of Cthulhu put on some pants that fit!!!
And please, do not tell the person trying to help you to drop dead because they didn’t give you the answer you wanted to hear. That’s just rude and childish.
People scare me….