Mankind is So Unkind

I have been depressed lately. Mankind is so unkind.

I have been filling in, helping out with the children, during Sunday morning Sunday school for the past couple of weeks. Just listening to the children, how their minds are free of clutter, free from the spoils of hatred, causes my heart to ache. The children dutifully answer their teacher and explain how man was made in the image of God. I wonder what God thinks of us now? I don't consider myself very religious, meaning I don't offer to say the prayer during social functions or say "Bless his heart" when I hear of some poor unfortunate soul. But I am spiritual; I ask for forgiveness and for the healing of those poor unfortunate souls. I want so very badly to be good. To just be good and I want my children to just be good. I don't want them to fight with each other. I refuse to believe the fighting is "just normal, all siblings call each other horrible names."

Each morning on the news murder is broadcast. On my lunch break at work I watch my favorite television program, "The First 48," a documentary-like show chronicling the steps detectives take to solve real crimes within the first 48 hours of the crime being committed. Each day I see America's youth being hateful to each other without any remorse. These young people seem devoid of any feeling, any compassion.

Sometimes I can not imagine the future. How can the we go any further than we are? We seem in a race to do more. Each day I repeat the day before, when all I want to do is to stop and really feel myself. I want to breathe the sweet air and love this life God has given me. I want to read classic literature and sip fresh-pressed peach tea. Then have a snack of caramelized foccacia bread. But, that is another blog.