I remember when "old wars" were new. This is the 35th anniversary of the conclusion of the the First Gulf War in Iraq on February 28, 1991.
I was 28 years old that year, and — of course — I imagined that I understood much more than I really did about... well... everything. So I kept a journal for a couple of years, and it was somewhat like a blog. Although, of course, not in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine that there would be such things as the Internet, or blogs, or audiovisual interactive media.
In the long run, the brief "Gulf War I" lead to the much longer and more convoluted "Gulf War II" (2003-2011) and the ISIS reign of terror that moved in after United States troops withdrew.
It seems that "Gulf War III" may be imminent, and no one knows what it might bring to the region and the world. God have mercy on us!
But these handwritten notes come from more than half a lifetime ago, when so much had not yet happened in my own life or in world events. 35 years from today it will be 2061. If I live that long, I will be 98 years old. I'm not counting on it. But my question for today is similar to my question in 1991: What kind of world are we building? How will the dignity of the human person survive? Material power continues to grow exponentially, but wisdom — if anything — has declined (at least in my part of the world). But the grace of Christ is at work also.
He remains our hope: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow, Forever.

