When I have the privilege to enjoy it, 4 am is my favorite time of day. I have the whole world to myself. It's late enough that I'm at peace with the fact that yesterday is gone and there's the anticipation of whatever tomorrow has right on the horizon. It's beautiful. I actually went out for a walk some days ago around this time because I simply couldn't sleep and I needed to clear my head. I needed to try and make sense of this. Why this earth is still intact, why the rights are now wrongs, why humanity fails to make good use of their power, why, why, why. I couldn't make sense of why millions are enslaved at this very moment and we choose to only feel sorry and do nothing about it. I couldn't make sense of why an atrocity called famine was happening in the horn of Africa. How can famine exist in a planet filled with abundance? And don't you dare tell me that there isn't abundance. It's there, it's just we've made sufficiency and excess synonymous. I couldn't make sense of why a society that man built and ruined himself couldn't also be fixed by man himself. I am pretty discontented with mankind at the moment. Angry even. I couldn't make sense of why the rich are getting richer and the poorer even poorer. I couldn't make sense of how people who live in $500k homes in suburbia and people who live is slums elsewhere can co-exist on the same planet. It shouldn't happen. (This is why capitalism is a disguised evil, imo. But that's for another day.)
I tried making sense to this all. There is so much wrong with this planet we inhabit and I used to wish that I could just pick up a megaphone and knock some sense into some dumb people with a lot of corporate paid power. But I guess I've realized that before I try to point out all that's wrong with the world I need to look at the person in the mirror first. Maybe I should change. Maybe it's my fault after all. Why do the enslaved remain in such way? Because I haven't gotten up off my couch and done something to organize a rescue mission. Why are there children still dying due to famine? Because I haven't sent money or food etc over there. Why haven't we been able to fix this broken system? Because we don't know what compromise and community mean anymore. Why do children still eat out of dumpsters in slums? Because I haven't done anything to house and feed them myself. The answer to every single malady of this earth is in us! But then again, is there anything really that I can do about it? Is there really something that I can do to change? Yes. No. Yes. No. Maybe. Maybe this all needs to go from bad to worse before it'll all change. I am eternally grateful that there is hope in JESUS. Oh my goodness yes. Everyday I anticipate his coming even more. I cannot wait to be on the other side with him. Forever. Where this will all be made whole. Where I will be made whole. I am so glad I don't belong here.
Jon Foreman of Switchfoot makes a lot of use of the term entropy in his writing. I used to be terrified of the idea of this planet being in a continual state of decay and evolving chaos but now it is the most comforting thing. Until then, I'll do my best to do my part. If I don't, then I will have failed at everything in life. But if I know I can do something but don't...God forbid. Life is still for living. Do everything you can. Love your neighbor as yourself. And trust me...from what I see, there are a tonnnn of self loving people out there. Somewhere in me I still believe we can do good. I want to set this world on fire. I want to see things change.
I'll leave you on this final note. The chorus from Switchfoot's "Daisy"
"Let it go
Daisy, Let it go
Open up your fist
This fallen world
Doesn't hold your interest
It doesn't hold your soul
Daisy, let it go"
Daisy, Let it go
Open up your fist
This fallen world
Doesn't hold your interest
It doesn't hold your soul
Daisy, let it go"
Let it go.
P.S. I'm sorry if this blog makes no sense. I swear everything I say only makes sense in my head. Oops.
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