So I have had the opportunity again recently to walk amongst the race of man ... and God was there with me. I remember many different shadows throughout the days of man ... and I have seen wonders & horrors. I have seen them both in abundance ... and I have witnessed the ebb and flow of both in balance & as they get from time to time got out of balance. The universe is an unusual place. It abhors a vacuum; it strives for perfect harmony in some instances & chaos and cataclysm in others.
On the most recent sojourns we chanced upon a a man ... you might say he was down on his luck. He had been told that he was mentally ill. He had been informed that he was going to spend the remainder of his days living a shell of a life. He had accepted his lot in life and he was willing to give up on any semblance of a fulfilling existence in exchange for the comfort of a pharm-induced numbness & having his base needs provided by people who deceive themselves into believing that their philanthropy is "good enough".
... and as we walked along I cried ...
A little further on we stopped for coffee and we stared into the vast expanse & watched as a woman puttered away in her yard doing tasks that were, in my opinion, unnecessary. And I asked why a woman with so few days left on the clock would fritter away such a precious resource? God smiled and reminded me that we were watching Holiday TV ... and the woman was in her yard ... on the afternoon of a day when she should have been surrounded by the family she had brought into the world. But ... today they were busy ... busy punishing her ... although they would deny it and tell you that their mother deserved what she was getting. They firmly belied that they were justified in their disrespectful behaviour. It was sad that we knew this was their last chance to enjoy a turkey dinner together ... and they were wasting time being selfish. It was even more sad to watch this woman struggle alone wondering why it was wrong to have lived with integrity and to have made the right choices. There were moments when she questioned her faith ... and she wished she had the opportunity to do it all again - she told herself that she would make the choice that they wanted even if it meant doing the wrong thing - just so she would not have to suffer these last few EMPTY years.
... and as we watched God cried ...
The stories you have just read are true, the names have been changed to protect the innocent - and the guilty. They are truths that the universe abhors; they are truths that God & I abhor. But the point of my story is that I am wondering if they are your truths? Can you ask yourself? Have I bought into the disposable consumer society to the point where I believe that PEOPLE are disposable? Because if you have answered yes to any of that .... YOU make me cry.