Reflection.
If you could put into words, if you could pinpoint one thing that you would identify as a Great Tragedy of our time- what would it be? Would it be tyrannical governments? Would it be overbearing laws? Would it be not enough laws? Government interference or lack of government involvement? Perhaps you would highlight key issues of our time... abortion. Sexual immorality. Taxes. And what about the people? Hollywood... influencers... our least favorite politician, whomever that may be.
But what if it is none of the above?
I must confess, I am a bit of an odd duck in more ways than I like to admit. But one thing is consistently in my mind: WHY.
I will pull from one of my addictions to put forth an example: I am a true crime addict. I love listening to podcasts, youtube channels and even documentaries on various famous (and not so famous) murders. I find the mystery intriguing, the descent into the darkness of the case thrilling... but above all I am fascinated by the WHY. Why did the killer do what he or she did? What trauma or event led to the eventual demise of their victims? Why did no one see the signs of a pathological maniac? Why did he choose his particular victims? Why... well, I am sure that you get the point. Why is the constant question that echoes through my head at all hours the day... and night.
This leads me to other paths... Why are the degenerate, degenerate? Why does the addict plunge again and again into their despairing madness? Why does the politician vote the way they do? Why do the broken continue to live in brokenness? Again... why.
I think that I have finally come to my own conclusions, my own theory... and I want to test it. I therefore present my theory that the issue is not so much an issue- it's something that is missing. That missing, 4 letter word that cannot escape our tongues without feeling like a curse word, a 4 letter word foreign to most of our languages like a word from a lost nation... A word called Hope,
As I revive this writing of mine, I don't know where it will take me except this: I want to explore this subject. I want to peer into the depths of darkness and look for hope. To attempt to find hope where hope cannot be found, to examine it's purpose in our lives, to bring it to light so that it can shine like gold... and in doing so, perhaps awakening that glimmer inside each of our souls that points not only to Hope- but to Hope's very Author. After all, why settle for the product if we can have the Producer?
For now, remember to always ask why, to strive to see the good, and to utter Hope like new-found slang- and, stay tuned for the next chapter
