Sometimes I wish fighting actually solved things. Sometimes I wish the endless debates, the anger flared up from guilt-ridden religious theories, accusations against other belief systems based on difference of opinions, I wish all of these were as meaningful as they are made out to be. They should be. And why not? Since the beginning of time, man has fought, argued, and killed his fellow man for one reason or another. From countless wars, to splits in civilizations, to genocides of entire races, to cold-blooded murders, precious life has been ripped away, all in the name of something. Even if that something is as simple and petty as revenge.
I wish the endless threads posted on Facebook which cause frustrating outcries against friends and family members would mean something. I wish that, just once, an argument would reach a breaking point and the other person would change their opinion and there would be harmony.
I wish old friends, fathers, mothers, sons, sisters, brothers, cousins, adoptive family members, would all make a point to argue, and I wish those arguments would be won by someone. I wish whoever lost that argument would walk away in defeat, hanging their head shamefully at the crushing misfortune. That is, after all, the reason we argue, right?
I wish Heaven didn't exist. I wish that family members and friends who don't talk anymore could gather around a massive supper and laugh together. Every irreconcilable difference tossed aside if only for one meal. Every tiff, every blow-up, every disagreement, every insult thrust into the skin of someone close would fade away. I wish there were peace. That whatever version of eternity, if any, you believe in would not have to be the trophy held so high against the bleak situations we face in this life. I wish people would experience Heaven on earth.
I wish there were no religion. I wish churches would disappear and the name “Christian” wouldn't carry such a repulsive taste in the mouths of certain groups of our culture. I wish even more that I didn't agree with those groups. I believe in Jesus, and I wish He were here physically as I write this. Then I'd have someone to talk to who actually understood me.
I wish for emotional catharsis. Something we all seem to long for, but only so few achieve. I wish that some kind of change would take place from all the pain, all the hurt, all the broken friendships. I wish all of this would cause at least ONE person to see things differently.
Sadly, this will never happen.
Someone will post their little Facebook status, someone will toss a snarky remark at a party, someone will get angry at someone else. It is a way of life. I very much wish that it were not.
Whatever you believe in, be it God, evolution, or some other means of higher power, or no higher power at all. Remember this: we cannot and will not progress forward in this life if we cannot learn how to trust, forgive, and try, even if it's just an attempt, to love.
Love. Because it's all we have.
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