Clinton. Trump. Standing Rock. Racism. Injustice. Killer. Us. Them.
I don’t know about you, but these are a few of the things that have been dominating my newsfeed lately.
It’s exhausting.
I’m exhausted from reading comments and commenting. Exhausted from pondering, wondering, grieving, praying, questioning…
What kind of country will my children grow up in?
What will life be like after the elections?
What?! Why?? How in the world???!!
I’m worn out, y’all. And, if I’m worn out, I can imagine several of you are as well. So, I have decided to revisit my weekly “Best Moments”.
Several months ago (around the time people were criticizing the mother whose son fell into the gorilla pit), I was overwhelmed by the lack of compassion, and the level of bickering about certain situations.
Week after week added one thing after another for people to disagree on, argue about and insult others over. Events deemed newsworthy were (are) overwhelmingly negative, because we often seem to be drawn to the basest parts of humanity.
But, at some point, in the midst of the chaos, there was a woman. A woman with a mask. Chewbacca. A simple joy. And the internet laughed. Those few days were the best. But, it was short-lived.
I determined then that I wanted to begin acknowledging the best moments in my life instead of focusing solely on the negatives.
So, that’s what I am doing. Capturing my best moments. It could be pictures, videos, stories I come across, conversations I have – just things that made me smile or laugh throughout the week.
And on Fridays, I’ll share 2 or 3 of those with you, in hopes that you will do the same.
So. Here are this week’s best moments.
Best lesson:
Enoch has had a little difficulty with a couple of his classmates and how they treat others (especially him). One night, while we were praying, he said “God,____ has a dirty, filthy heart, and says mean things and does things to hurt people. Will you clean their heart, so they can stop being mean?”
Ouch.
I recalled my immediate thoughts when he told me about the situations. I confess, that was not my response. Because, the very last thing I want to do when someone has offended me is to pray for them. And, if I do pray, it’s not a prayer of compassion in hopes they will change, but of justice (or vengeance – let’s keep it real).
Best photo:
Halloween 2016. 2 fairies and a Batman
Best video:
What a refreshing post – I couldn’t agree with you more about the lack of compassion and love. I feel like this election year, especially, has divided our country in the nastiest of ways and truly sets back our country decades regardless of which candidate people support. Just nasty mudslinging – but you’ve shed light on the positives in this life and it’s evermore important.
Visiting from #NaBloPoMo at BlogHer 🙂
Thank you Kelly. I agree completely. It has been a sad season. Thanks for visiting.