I think I read too much news today. And more importantly, I think I'm just very aware that I live in a time on the verge of war.
It's sad because it's completely unnecessary. But I guess I don't think like others do.
We have more than everything we need, we just don't have the answer to capitalism, which has gone far and away to drive the absolutely insane choices in the last 5 years.
I know despair is not the answer, nor do I think everything is at an end, but I do think that it's hard not to feel powerless in the midst of great political upheaval and change.
And I guess I never thought I would be living in the middle of something like that. I always felt like Canada was one of the safest, most boring places in the world. I still sometimes feel that way (from a statistical perspective and a societal top-level look).
But it's hard. It's really hard to be an adult, and it's hard to know now, the truth of how things work.
In times like these, I do look to prayer, and to meditation. I'm reminded of the prayer of St. Francis:
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me bring love.
Where there is offence, let me bring pardon.
Where there is discord, let me bring union.
Where there is error, let me bring truth.
Where there is doubt, let me bring faith.
Where there is despair, let me bring hope.
Where there is darkness, let me bring your light.
Where there is sadness, let me bring joy.
O Lord, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love,
for it is in giving that one receives,
it is in self-forgetting that one finds,
it is in forgiving that one is forgiven,
it is in dying that one awakens to eternal life.
I'm still contemplating deeply what it means to be alive in this time, and maybe I'll write more later.