Tag Archives: conflict

The Joy of Tomorrow.

The page says “share your story here”, so this is my story…..

I was born on the day world war 1 began, I came out of the womb to the smell of gunpowder and smoke, to the shout of soldiers and the cry of the dying. I was thrown into a place that was supposed to be better, but was at that moment at its worst or so I thought.

I grew up with men without limbs as evidence of our greed and hatred for each other. I saw men blind from shrapnel but can still see the human heart perfectly.

I did not see war, I lived war. I have seen many wars including 2 global (world) wars. I have seen men choose hatred,fear, paranoia and selfishness over the inherent good that is in all of us.

But though my life was birthed in war and forged in conflict I have never lost hope ,” that the good in each of us will always triumph over the bad”.

And that’s what has kept me going all these years, the hope of a GOOD TOMORROW.

It makes me go through life’s challenges with courage and plough through my obstacles with strength. It encourages me to look forward and not backwards, to hold on to the future and not yesterday.

The belief that each of us has an infinite capacity for good keeps me on the road of hope and on this pilgrims journey.

It makes me not be surprised by the warmongering in our nations and our families but to look out for that sliver of hope in the midst of the chaos.

Like the picture of the 5yr old boy shielding his sister from gunfire in Iraq or the picture of the stunned boy rescued from a bomb attack in Syria. Glimmers of the humanity we desperately seek to diminish today.

And so I call on fellow men and women who are tired of “the fallen nature of man” to give a hand in this new revival, to breathe new life and resurrect our fallen nature, to once again make us look forward to “the joy of tomorrow”.

This is a mixture of fiction and reality tailored to give us hope and banish despair.

©Fr

Mister & Missus

He said, she said.

She said , he said.

He said , she was rude and wrong.

She said , in his eyes she is never right.

Who is right , who is wrong?

He sounded the gong and took the matter to the village square.

She kept quiet and silently hoped he will come to his senses.

He complained to all near and far

She stayed mute hoping his current mood will expire.

Who is right ,who is wrong?

A family matter, strangers were invited to decide on.

A husband and wife disagreement that outsiders had to deliberate on.

He could have spoken gently in correction.

She could have listened patiently without provocation.

Who is right ,who is wrong?

In the end emotion became king where it should not be.

Emotion became the judge where reason should.

The heart won over the head .

And sentiments became a criterion for decision making.

Both were right and both were wrong.

Different strokes…..

Yesterday the Pope was in the capitol and Catholics (Christians) were happy. He talked about the threat to the family and about immigrant among so many other things.

Yesterday more than 700 people died in Mecca. They were just devout muslums doing their best to fulfil the injunctions of the Holy Prophet. They died in a stampede and many more were injured.

Yesterday there was a bomb explosion in the Yemeni capital , dozens were killed

A few days ago the coup plotters in BurkinaFaso “surrendered” saying it was a mistake to have gone down that path.

Everyday in the world there is a ray of sunshine and a cloud of darkness. There is cause for joy as well as sadness.

Dreams are built and dreams are crushed, people are born and people die.

Whats the lesson from this?

Try and live a fufilled life everyday, don’t retire to bed angry or with some unresolved conflict in your mind. Be happy as much as you can even if it takes all your wit to achieve it. Be respectful to those you meet in the course of your daily activity. Bear no ill will.

When offended don’t let it simmer and boil your soul rather let it out. Talk tobthe offender and let it out of your system.

Be deliberate in choosing to live a fulfilled life each day. You can not be successful by accident.