Sometimes there are hard days

Today, I have a sad story to tell. Being away from home is really hard. And in this world where information travels faster than people can even figure out the truth, it’s even harder than it would have been if I made this journey 30 years ago.

Since I left, I have loved being here. You can look back at my older posts and see just how special I find being in this new place. But today isn’t about that. Today I am mourning.

In the month since I left the US, there have been so many disasters. There was a car crash involving the fatality of a classmate. There was a brutal shooting causing the death of multiple people in one of my favorite cities in Kansas – and the city with the most college age people just figuring out how to do life independently. There have been numerous hurricanes, one that got a lot of attention and resulted in a huge community effort to rebuild (which of course was uplifting despite the disaster), and two others (at least) all but ignored (less uplifting). Locally, there has been some drama that has caused a lot of tension and problems at my alma mater. And then, when I woke up today, I was reading about another mass shooting, this time in Las Vegas. And that’s just the stuff that I’m hearing about.

There is so much political divide. There is so much disaster. There is so much hate and hurt and fear. I am living in one of the safest places on Earth, in one of the happiest places on Earth, where the only thing people seem to fear is their bike getting stolen. But back home? I have been gone for less than 40 days and almost every day there’s something new that makes my skin crawl.

Why?

Why are people so callous to the value of human life?

I don’t understand.

And the hardest part is feeling so helpless to it all. I have friends who are becoming so fearful they don’t even want to leave their house. I’m witnessing all of these things from over 6000 miles away and I can’t do a single thing about it.

What am I going to come home to? What America will be waiting for me when I return to its soil? It’s been a month.

I implore you to do something nice today. Just one thing. Find someone and hug them close. Smile at a stranger. Bake some cookies (and maybe send them my way lol). DONATE YOUR TIME OR A PENNY IF THAT’S ALL YOU CAN SWING TO HELP PORTO RICO BECAUSE THEY ARE PEOPLE TOO. Do something that makes a difference friends. I’m still trying to figure out what I can do from here.

Something has to fundamentally improve. Hank Green said it best a couple weeks ago:

Anyways, not to leave you down in the dumps to finish this post off, but I’m not really sure where to take it. I know there is good in the world. I make it my business to find it. But I don’t want to lead anyone to believe that I think everything is sunshine and rainbows. I just dream of a day where it can be.

Not to throw religion down anyone’s throat. You can take it or leave it, but maybe more people in the world just need a God.

Humph.

Live like Jesus people. That guy decided love was way more powerful than guns and knives and hateful speech. ‘Course… he still threw tables. I guess that’s all this post is: me throwing proverbial tables hoping someone might pay attention.

 “Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” – 2 Corinthians 4:16-18

 

2 thoughts on “Sometimes there are hard days

  1. Yes it is a sad day. You have a right to express your feeling about our country and how those with out a God are creating this uneasy feeling we are experiencing.
    May God Bless Our country the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.
    May God also Bless and protect the President, so he may lead our country to a better operating country for all of us Christians who continue to believe in his leadership. This is my opinion.

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  2. A very sad day today.

    Just trying to let my light shine and avoid _dwelling_ in the sorrow of these moments. Counting my blessings for the gifts God continues to grant me. And, I’m definitely lifting all those affected by death and tragedy around my home, and across this country, up in my prayers. God is Good and He has a Plan. That’s what I am faithful to believe.

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