I woke up early to a grey sky and soft summer rain falling. I could hear water on the pavement sloshing as cars went by.
All was peaceful inside, and then I made the mistake of looking at the news. From harvesting babies to refugees trapped at sea,I saw a world of evil and horror. I began to cry.
I don’t want to live in a world that aborts live babies and cuts them up for profit, saying its only “3% of the total budget.” I don’t want to live in a world that turns people away from its borders, that they might die at sea. I don’t want to live in a world that sees Donald Trump as newsworthy and turns its back on the homeless. I don’t want to live in a world that stays silent in the face of evil.
I don’t want to be part of a nation that calls itself progressive as it drones other parts of the world.
And I don’t want to be that person that stays silent and apathetic.
I don’t want to participate in evil because of my fear of speaking up. I want to love with abandon, to give my life with joy, to turn the other cheek, to pray for my enemies, to speak up for those with no voice — the refugee, the disabled, the unborn.
I have no more patience for politicians and televangelists, for those who manipulate words and cover truth.
I suddenly feel too old to play the games of a politically correct society; a society that sees itself as so progressive that it’s regressive. Because you know something? We are not evolving–we are devolving.
I want to live my life in faith and honor of the One who made me, who gives me breath each day, who understands the human heart and sees beyond the surface to the hurting, the hungry, the lost.
This Sunday I feel old and tired, and I have to believe there are others out there who feel the same.
I read these words and I am encouraged:”In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.”*
Light shines in the darkness.
It’s still raining outside, and the news is still beyond believability. But this truth I know: this truth I need to live by today: Light shines in the darkness.
Blogger’s Note: It was after I wrote this that I read an article that lightened the grey of the day with its hope. It’s of a Syrian family that makes it safely to the Greek Island of Kos after traveling on a small raft all night long. They are taken in and given security and safety. And the light shines in the darkness.