"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Hope For The Children

     There are many reasons to wonder if humans, as a species, will manage to survive for long in the grand unfolding of life on this planet (the only one we know of where we are capable of living).  We can't seem to get along with each other.  Look back through history, our own tiny slice of history, because you know we stepped onto the stage of time only minutes ago. A few thousands of years are hardly noteworthy in the billions since that first big bang out of nothingness.
    I really hope we can pull it together and figure out how to live in some kind of harmony with all the other things trying to live here on our planet. Millions of species didn't manage to pull it off, for various reasons, and are now gone for good. It could easily happen to us. (If we pretend that we are above extinction we are playing a very dangerous game with ourselves and the generations of those who will come after us. )
     Some folks think the bees are not important, the diatoms in the oceans are not important. We know about food chains, right? And the water cycle? We know that any chain is only as strong as the weakest link in that chain. Maybe we have forgotten our basic earth sciences, remember that class from eighth grade?  Turns out that was some really important stuff.
      After listening to the world news over the past week, I am thinking today about the children who are lying dead in Palestine, children who had a future and now do not.  This little girl, our Maggie, is lucky and blessed to have been born here in a country where missiles do not come out of the sky and blow her school or her home to bits.  This sweet ladybug girl lived to celebrate her glorious fifth birthday and hopefully will see many more.
Why can we not stop the killing, the hate?  

    As for me, I want, with all my heart, for this child and every other child to have a world in which to move and breathe and love. I want them to know the bright, all engulfing joy of smiling into the face of their own grandchild some day. I hope we can fix this…for them. Today, for some reason, I am not sure that we can do it.  I hope I'm wrong.

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