Some days, it just feels like everyone is losing.
We listened to an update today on Burma: the fighting and abuse that continues on the Western border, the poverty that continues on the Eastern border, and the economic abuse that is growing in the center.
We then attempted to have meetings and work in an imperfect organization full of imperfect people with insufficient funds, trying to bring about good, but–per expected–doing so imperfectly.
And then we came home to see our neighbors, who we just can’t save. We can love, we can help, and we can befriend; but we can’t save. We can’t actually change the fact that the country they were born into doesn’t claim they exist, nor will they protect them or help them in any way, shape, or form.
We studied two languages we just can’t seem to grasp, and grappled at communication in a marriage of–again–two imperfect people that repeatedly hurt each other.
And then we were just so tired, because everyone is just losing.
I know, like other times on this blog, you will all be recommending counseling about now. I won’t deny it could be helpful. But really, I do know I can read Scripture that promises hope, I can find an inspirational quote, or find a photo that captures a wonderful memory of someone winning.
But, really. We are all losing. Currently, “the whole creation groans and suffers the pains of childbirth together.” We groan “as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons” (Romans 8:22-23).
So perhaps all those other days when I don’t feel the weight of everyone losing, maybe those are the days I should be worried about. It is those days that I have fooled myself; I haven’t participated in the groaning, but left my brothers and sisters to carry the burden.
Mary Walker says
Welcome to the real world and humanity…..tie a knot in the end of your rope and hold on… Love you, Gma