I must sit out on the back porch, listen to the birds chirping, and watch as the white fluffy clouds are slowly floating in the blue sky.
I’m longing for a simpler life. Maybe it would be better not to know about wars, the cruelty of people, the suffering of so many, and the selfish, evil, mass-manipulative plans, and secret deal-makings of the few. Maybe it would be better not to see the methodological misguiding, and confusion of the innocent, and not to see through the blatant lies misleading the masses. It would be so much easier not to know about all this. … But then who would try to do something?
… I look back up to the slow-moving clouds and ask God to lift my spirit. To help me remember that however badly we screw everything up down here, He is in control and can and will bring GOOD out of it all.
…. “Be still and know that I am God.” …
So, I go back and continue to do the little I can to increase good and decrease evil, no matter how tiny and insignificant it might seem to be.