I think about life and death and know that it comes and then finally goes and it is the way. Life is a miracle and a precious gift. It should be used as God intended: To know Him, love Him and serve Him in this life and be happy with Him forever in eternity. Somewhere along the path we forget these things and are led astray by the false gods of this world. I think about where joy is found and conclude it is in the giving of ourselves to others; to empty ourselves only to be filled up again. It should be a beautiful story for everyone, but history tells us that many and most lives have been filled with hopelessness and misery and controlled by other humans who have power over us. I think of all the food and water we have and how it is wasted or blocked from getting to those who need it because powerful men will not allow it because it threatens their control. One nation’s soldiers are ordered to commit genocide on neighboring countries. People can only stand by and watch torment and murder on different factions of their own countrymen. The bells toll for us all and the healing never takes place completely. We become frustrated but can only do those things in front of us which will improve condition. When we focus on this discipline and carry it out to the best of our ability we will be better able to endure the knowledge of all of this misery and hatred. We all have one life to live and have been instructed to go to the fringes to help those in need and then move on to the next place and do the same. It is not an easy assignment, but the only one which has merit. We should proceed, knowing that it is God’s will. Everything else will fall into place and we will find peace. Steve Haarman aka Stanski January 6, 2022 ^