Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Peace
It's by an artist named Kester.
I read that African artists have collected 600,000 weapons in nine years. People exchange them for things such as sewing machines, building materials, and tools.
This reminds me of the verse
"They will beat their swords into ploughshares and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation will not take up sword against nation, nor will they train for war anymore." Isaiah 2:4, Micah 4:3
It's beautiful.
Monday, May 03, 2010
Naive
I am so naïve to the world around me. I was talking to Dane about this yesterday and then it was brought up again when I was looking at the news online this morning. This weekend there was crazy flooding in
In
I can’t say which is better. There is not one that is better. We are just different. With different lives. And cultures. But when I hear of the famine, genocide, disease, abuse, neglect all over the world I can’t help but feel guilty. Guilty that I don’t do more. That I don’t want to do more. I say a quick prayer, maybe even shed a tear, and then I get up and go to dinner with friends and forget all about it. But it’s not that I just don’t care about people hurting across the globe. I don’t care about my neighbors. About people living a short drive from my home. Because there is disease, hunger, murder, abuse, neglect right here in Vegas. And a lot of it.
Maybe if I start loving my neighbor like I love myself, I’ll start caring about that person so far away. Step by step.