It’s
getting tough to write blogs.
Oh,
not because there’s not enough fodder, if political, moral, ethical
or any other kind of outrage is what you are into.
There’s
plenty of all that.
In fact, there is way, way too much. It is downright depressing.
So
much so, that if you think about it for any amount of time, you just
might — in your deepest, darkest moments — wish for an
extinction-level meteor event.
You know, give the cockroaches a chance.
Currently,
a coarse, crude, egomaniacal billionaire has the Republican
presidential selection process in what likely will prove to be a
politically fatal spiral to banality.
The Democrats, meanwhile, offer us either a candidate who
lies as easily as a snake hisses, has no integrity, and who
flip-flops on her so-called “deeply held beliefs” — abortion,
gay marriage, capitalism, the War on Terror, immigration, the environment, you name it —
depending on which way the political winds blow . . . or a
self-described “democratic socialist.”
At
least the socialist, in this case, is consistent and honest about his
beliefs, however historically bankrupt they may be.
Then,
there are the questionable, unending wars and civil conflicts we dive
into, only to learn we have been on the wrong sides, or at least
ones where we should not have destabilized nation states inherited by fanatic, murderous
Islamic extremists who now persecute millions, slaughter thousands, and
ultimately threaten billions.
We
are, as a nation, morally bankrupt. We do not admit that; rather, we
simply redefine what morality is, rather than confronting what we
once commonly agreed was immoral.
Ethics
— in business, government, even in religious bodies — has become
situational at best, and arguably a massive illusion of
self-deception, rendering the concept of proper behavior to nothingness.
One
can despair.
But
perspective is all. We can only control ourselves, our own actions.
If we value morality and ethics, let it begin at home — how we
treat our spouses, children, and grandchildren — and then shine as
a rarity in the workplace, and certainly in our friendships.
If
we are to lament the state of the world and its leaders, we need to
be the kinds of leaders, friends, parents, workers, and human beings
we would like to see.
Finally,
but ultimately the key to it all, there’s faith.
If
we believe we are, indeed, God’s children, time to stop playing the
prodigal, and return to what we know in our hearts is true, good, and
faithful to the Love that redeems us.
Want
to change the world? And it needs changing, oh yes.
Well, start with
the person you see in the mirror — or reflected in the eyes of a
child.
