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| Please feel free to peruse the links in the
left-hand column, where I address some of the issues close to
my heart. |
Several years ago, while sitting in my tiny apartment
in Kurakuen, I sat at the computer taking in my daily dose of the
BBC. I was reading a tortuous story about Uganda and could feel my
heart moving toward them in sadness. Oh, how sad…
Then, as a slap in the face came a thought as a voice from completely
outside myself, “Johanna. Don’t be sad. Everyone is sad.
Sadness without Conviction is meaningless. And Conviction without
Action is nothing. DO SOMETHING.”
Startled, I turned in my chair and was confronted by a quote hanging
on my bulletin board that I’d clearly never given full life
to.
“Remember those in prison as if you were their fellow prisoners,
and those who are mistreated as if you yourselves were suffering.”
– Hebrews 13:3
As if I am in prison… as if I am the one suffering…
What
would that look like?
It is true, I reasoned: surely, no one reads these news articles and
feels good about them. Sadness, Outrage, Disgust are all probably
common reactions. And for what?
Without Conviction? Without Action? With all the energy of feelings,
to where have we arrived?
When our eyes are open, it is endless -- this spewing of horror stories
from the media. Some of us have consciously turned away from these
things. Turned off the world’s stories in exchange for clippings
of untainted resorts and sips of Zen tea from Starbucks. After all,
we don’t want to feed ourselves negativity.
I understand, I
went through such times myself. But what a luxury! Such privileged
lives, to be able to turn off the world’s cries in order to
create a gesture of inner peace.
What a thing it would be, to find and walk in a genuine Peace. Peace
for which we don’t need to delude ourselves about reality in
order to believe. A redefined inner Peace where we walk alongside
one another in struggle and are willing to extend ourselves to be
hands of action, hearts of conviction – rather than sadness,
apathy, delusion. A peace of heart that includes sharing suffering
– as if WE are fellow prisoners.
As if WE are suffering. What
would that look like? |
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