Headline on news at least on CNN. Evidence of Syrian chemical attack and then Miley Cyrus twerks at VMA...
Someone dies, once again first comments are random bickering that point away from the fact that hello a life was just wrongly taken away.
I don't get society. There's avoiding reality, and then a blatant disregard for other people. I feel bad for Miley. I do. Victim of many things, and seeking to live that free life. But still come one... they are not anywhere near as important, at least to me.
On a side note, I've found some holes in my shirts that make it harder to resist buying clothes... hmm decisions.
but more importantly... life.
Life... let's just leave it at that. The good thing recently is that my attitude towards the news has changed. Is it depressing? Heck yes. Does it make me wonder about humanity? Yes. Does it drive me to tears... yes. Am I reminded about God's compassion and love yes? For so long... I heard the news, I heard about people suffering and was like dang that sucks. 5 minutes later I would be back on my life. But, these people, their lives are changed forever. Or they are over. Syria and possible chemical attacks. Egypt and riots. Child soldiers in northern Africa. All these things... they finally break my heart. They finally have reached me. I can be that news anchor that can recite it without a problem, but inside I know... my heart is aching for them. And I'm moved, to pray.
Things on my mind, but all I can do is go through the next day. And continue along.
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