Silence

We have all become silent. We can't really write, we don't want to talk... What does that mean? Well... for me it means that I am moving through the process. It means that I now know words are nothing in the face of what I know I need to do. Talking about what I saw and how I felt can't convey what it has done to my soul. Not damage, just change. It is something that you feel deep within.. a change in your sensibilities. Its almost as if, because I drank the water, New Orleans is in my blood. I am dismayed at human ignorance and the willingness to have emotional ADHD. There are so many people who are willing to persecute blacks and gays and Hispanics etc.(add your own minority here) using the Bible as ammunition but so few are willing to use the Bible as an impetus to get off their high horses and do something meaningful for another human being. Its weird to me. When you point your finger at someone else, you have three of your own fingers pointing back at you. I wonder sometimes if these people have heard the expression "weed your own backyard before you worry about mine.". What would happen to the world if everyone just did what Christ charged us to do when he said " Do unto others". What do you think would happen if we stopped committing the "Sin of Sodom" which, incidentally was inhospitality, not the wider spread rumor. (Look it up in Matthew). I am trying not to become jaded as I see the depths of ignorance in the world but it ain't easy. Love each other people. Even the ones that hate you. Love the ones you don't know and be especially good to the ones you love and the ones who love you. If there is peace in the home, there will be peace in the world. So before you judge, before you point your finger, be silent, think of what we are supposed to be doing here. As for me, I will think of New Orleans.