I’m sorry I have been absent from this blog for a while. Life got hectic.
“You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.” -Mahatma Gandhi
Last Friday when I heard about the Paris attacks and the day afterwards when I read some of the negative reactions, I had a hard time believing in humanity and my heavenly father. It seemed like there wasn’t much proof of his existence. But two things happened that made me realize that our creator is there after all.
The first happened on Sunday when my car broke down at an intersection of a busy street. This event was nerve racking and did not help my present insecurity. However, my faith in the human race and God as well returned when a couple with two kids towed my little car to safety at a gas station before AAA came. One of the kids, a tween girl, showered me with compliments such as “I like your wallet” and “I like your shoes.” Usually I do not like compliments, but she cheered me up excessively.
Humanity seems quite ugly sometimes. And often social media and news stations emphasize that. But it is important to remember that humans can be beautiful to. The family that helped me in that stressful situation was beautiful as well as my friend who drove to the gas station to rescue me and the various people who drove me to and from work this week. And just like not all humans are bad, not all Muslims, Christians, or anyone religious are bad.
I said that two things happened. The second thing appeared in something that I wrote in my journal last month when I felt like I was drowning in stress.
wordlist
Darkness
no one like you
healer
with
There is no one like you in the darkness. I, a river, try to flow for you, but I stumble over broken rocks. With you, I am stronger. With you, my healer, I am reminded that rocks cause a waterfall glorious in beauty.
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strength
ache
silver
falling
brand new
see
unmovable
The unmovable silver ache falls like a leaf burdened with what it’s seen. It lies limply on the ground, but it finds, somehow, the strength – and the faith – to look at the brand new mountains.