If you've been following my blog at all, you'll be sure to notice that I am not writing nor posting this one on May 5th or 6th, but I am still going to write about where my head was at on those days because I did have the foresight to at least put my title in on May 6th, fulling intending to complete the actual writing of the body of the blog later in the day. Needless to say, work, life, computer troubles, and world events have taken me away from the blog and finally and completely broken my "every day writing dedication," at least for the last couple of weeks anyway. Oh well, I'm proud to have been able to keep it up and write something every day for 9 plus months before breaking the daily writing cycle! That's more than I've ever been able to dedicate and come through for myself in terms of keeping up my personal journaling consistently. Anyway, back to the subject of this blog...
When I wrote this title, I had just received an e-mail from my mom, detailing the absolute devastation Alabama was and is still experiencing from the recent rash of tornadoes that ripped the countryside and many people's homes to shreds there. Also, at the time, the news was full of information exclusively dedicated to practically only one subject, the death of a much hunted for terrorist, who I choose not to name because he's been given too much attention that he doesn't deserve from any of us already. I know God loves all his creation, but sometimes we make ourselves very hard to love by choosing to commit unspeakable acts of murder and crime that most human beings have a very hard time forgiving each other of or maybe we forgive, but we never forget, so that leads to more death and war when avenging what was done to us. I don't necessarily disagree with our tactics to take care of a threat to our freedom, to our country, to who could have easily been my friends and family murdered in cold blood, and especially in the name of a God who is so different from the One I know with all my heart and soul. I don't disagree, but I hate to see problems solved with violent means and in ways that lead to more potential violence, but that's something I guess I need to give over to God because it is a much bigger problem than I am equipped to handle or solve.
So after reading my mom's e-mail and grieving for those struggling to rebuild their lives in the wake of nature's disaster area and turning on the TV to see nothing but more threats coming out from other terrorists to avenge the death of their leader, I honestly didn't know what to write that would make a difference to anyone. The world is in trouble, in so many ways, so it seemed somehow insignificant and selfish to spend time or rather waste it, some might say, writing about my everyday "problems" like not being able to hook up to the Internet. Somehow, the blog didn't seem so important to me anymore. But, as life tends to do, it's continued on in the wake of all the chaos, and my blog still sits, unattended to, so it's time to get back to business. I can't stop living because of the horrible turn of events that's taken place over the last few weeks. I can be thankful that God has blessed me so much and keep praying that he will give me strength in times of trouble as no one escapes tragedy entirely in life. I can continue to find ways to give back to the world, to help those in need, to pray for those in turmoil and grief, so that's what I'll do. I hope all is well where you are and with your family. Enjoy life as much as you can, take joy in the little things, and remember that there's always someone somewhere in the world whose life is in chaos, and so much worse than your own, and they need our prayers and whatever else we can do to help, even if it's only in some very small way...
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