Listening to every heart
Skyshine, you are not alone. Decades ago I heard a man, at a good older time in his life, say, "I can't believe the rate that this world is going to "H E double Hockey Sticks"...
And then I heard my father say it, shortly before he passed...
and my mother say it, just before she followed Dad...
and I hear my husband say it, all the time.
Does that mean we should give up with trying to make a change?
Not in my thinking.
This is where some of us will divide waters, however. If we believe in the Bible, and all of its history, then we must realize that things come and go.
Some things come into a time where this or that side of the matter is all that is discussed.
Then things get to a place where it is quiet and peaceful...on the surface. Unfortunately, the disquieting things are still in place.
It is up to us to give ourselves our own break. When will it be that certain things are not accepted? When will women wear long skirts again? Or men, to be tied up by knots in throat for the full day? Not to mention starch in the collars.
When will we get back to shouldering responsibility 24/7? Not to mention working hard and sweating through the possibilities of things that can be...?
We are too complacent, Ringo, in general, and as a whole. The world needs people like all of them that have placed answers here to make a full and complete resolution to make change...
and yet? Every one of us will say..."oh, Gee...I'm busy doing this or that..." and who will be awakened on some night when someone comes to disrupt our world with their attempt at taking over...?
It is very quiet, this new coming. Much quieter than the stomping boot or of the upraised voice in acquiescence of a monster that truly bears no name. We sit and grumble but no one gets up and does anything. I hear the grumbler in my home; he is asked, “what do you intend to do?”
“Oh!” he says. “I will voice my opinion!” Yet, that very opinion falls upon dead ears. Friends say, “Get out and do something about it!” to him…but no…there isn’t that much time between now and his ever after, he explains. He wants to just “be”.
Ringo…thank you for this. It proves to me, and maybe to himself, that I do understand and follow the world as it is going its next turn into a new beginning that I am not oblivious to the disorder that becomes us today.
What change do I try to make?
One person, one day, at a time. I try to make these changes, every day, in some way. I am not the Walter Mitty that my spouse believes I am…no. I generally put other people, and their needs, first.
As best I can.
Other than going the Mother Theresa route, and take care of those I love, this is where I am, where I live. But, as many of you already know…
mi casa su casa…
and again my thanks to you, Ringo, for allowing me my two cents.