Note to a young friend that not unlike Albert Schweitzer is devoting his young life too needy brothers and sisters in the poorest parts of Africa. He has just informed me that he has been given charge of a hospital in extremely poor, war threatened Africa, that is so needy that friends of the children had to abandon it : Because you know me, this probably won't surprise you too much. But the me that would have been horrified at a hospital with little equipment, etc., no longer feels such her. the horror in life is not dying. The horror in life is not physical suffering, so much. The horror in life is not-loving, and to not knowing loving. If the creator told me that today I had to bring a child into the world, but I could bring that child into the 2014 world or the world of 1491 America or the world of Africa before the white Europeans ever set foot there... I would refuse 2014, I would gladly accept either of the other two options..... But if I were offered the opportunity to be alive today or some prior time I could well choose today. No credit to me I am loving, and loving wants the most dire situations in which to be helpful, and that describes today pretty well. As I've said, you have one of the few enviable lives that I am aware of today, personally, or in the news. I feel the same way about my own life, enviable. There is no one on earth today with whom I would choose to trade lives for quality of life over mine.
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