(This isn’t written very well, I’m sorry. I just wanted to publish it today, in case others are where I’m at. And erm… I don’t know. I have unpopular opinions. And I’m okay with that. I want to be friends with you, no matter if we have the same stance on things, okay? 😀 )
In the end of a lot of tears, sobbing and swift-thinking.
It came down to one sentence.
“Help me to be the person you want me to be.”
In the end, that is all I can be responsible for.
I cannot be responsible for the direction of my country. The injustice that it subjects all to. The mistakes and the blindness. Or even the eventual, inevitable downfall of civilization.
I WANT to be responsible for this. I want to know that I can change it. That I can make all things better.
But the simple truth is that I can not. No one on earth has this power.
But I can be the best person I can be, helping people where I’m at. Even with lava falling from over head, and courts that refuse to listen to the simplest of arguements, and a world in which there is no justice, and only a lot of hunger, disease, and emotional tears. I can be the person that God wants me to be. And in that I can help the people I’m with. I can’t stop the lava, but I can give them an umbrella.
I can’t stop the court’s blatant injustice (I love law procedurals because this doesn’t happen, but I realize that this is all too easy to happen and it just tears my heart out into a million tiny pieces! How hard can it be to see the truth of a situation???) but I can be there when they need to cry.
I can’t do much. Really. But at least I can treat people the way they ought to be treated when a lot of other people and things aren’t treating them that way.
I have no idea. I’m just really distraught. Anything you’d like to say, is great. 🙂