Its a wonder the human race is still alive. Each of us is like a walking grenade - granted, some have the pin deeply buried, yet others walk around with their finger in the ring.
Our society is like a landscape clothed in tinder dry vegetation. The heat builds while the collective and unacknowledged personal stresses increase like a hot wind, moving us ever closer to ignition. I wonder which flashpoints led to the ISIS, Rwanda, Ukraine, Sudan, Columbine, Sharpeville, or Michael Brown situations - to select just a fraction of possible examples. And then there are all the unpublicised occurrences; murders, spouse abuse, beating children, and of course all the personal events we'd rather like to ignore. A dry landscape needs rain. Christians are called to be the fire service; to douse the flames in water and follow up with forensics to understand, and to monitor so it doesn't flare up again. Yet the Christians (mostly) stand hidden in plain sight with all the crowds of observers, collectively sounding the "Ooooh, isn't that terrible" chorus as a way to make us think we've responded appropriately. Or worse, we join the hate speech by giving voice to our anger simply to make ourselves feel better. And so what goes around comes around. (ISIS, are you listening?)
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Probably the best therapy is to express yourself. Why do you think psychiatrists make you lie on the couch and talk, while all they do is murmur "hmmm", "uhuh", or "go on"? Archives
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