In the Wake of Tragedy
I invite you to do something with me. I need you to take a moment and just try and clear your mind. Do it before you keep reading...
Now think of a person that's very dear to your heart. Could be a family member, a significant other, a co-worker, it doesn't matter. It could also be someone who you met on the street and made a small but good impact on your day.
Think about a memory with this person.
Now imagine waking up one day and finding out that person is dead. Not just dead, but murdered. Not just murdered by a bad person, but by terrorists. Now what's your first instinct?
Your world is falling apart, you're angry, you're drained, you keep replaying the events in your head. How could it have happened? How can I reverse the tragedy?
There are people being murdered by terrorist every day, and people's loved ones are dying. But we are more focused on ourselves and on criticizing each other for not doing "enough." What is enough? What are we really doing? Does donating $5 or praying make one person better than the other? I don't believe there is a difference. I think the key difference is that in that moment of helping others we finally aren't thinking of ourselves. If we manage to donate time, money, clothes, love--without thinking of how good we are for doing it, then we've done the job. Even if YOU take a few minutes out of your day and look at the news, CNN, read an article, take a minute and just pray, or hope and/or ask for peace. I'm not trying to make you do anything you don't want to do, I just think there are so many ways to help, it's as simple as: paying attention.
The problem with terror is too big and it's not one person's job to fix it. It's a job for all of us to come together and start focusing on others and start doing things for the good of others. I don't expect instant change or instant solutions because society will never be perfect. I just hope that those people, those people that kill and terrorize, I hope they don't ever experience the pain they've put upon on so many others. There's no worst feeling in the world than losing the people you love, because in the short amount of time we have on this Earth, the only thing we really have is love.
I write, you read, we friends.