|It's difficult to see things through the window in weather like this!|
Rain, rain, rain.
My old bones don't like it much. But their complaints seem small as I look through the window and try to make out what's happening in the fog and the squall.
There are floods, and they are getting worse. And not just floods of rainwater in the Valley.
These are some hard days. The news is hard. Clouds keep gathering on so many fronts. What is happening in our poor world?
Perhaps we are going to learn in a more immediate way how much we all really do depend on one another.
The "human family" is not a cozy, tame little idea. If someone hurts, we all hurt. We can't escape this fundamental fact, no matter what happens in the crises that have gained our attention. Even if the immediate circumstances are resolved on all fronts, the human family already shares a profound bond of suffering. We all share a common affliction.
We also share a common hope.
We share a source of unity that is greater than everything that divides us -- greater than every fear.
I pray that I might remember this fact, and that it will change my mentality and transform my way of looking at the world and all of the problems and the dangers, and all the evil that has already been judged and vanquished.