As I sit here and watch the riots in Egypt, I wonder. I wonder why it is so difficult for peoples of the world to just tolerate each other, much less love and care for each other. I wonder if I will live long enough to look around the world and see no conflict. Yet, I have lived long enough to know that, because we are the human beings we are, it will never happen.
What really makes me sad is that really we all have a responsibility to contribute to that peace. It begins with me and the peace in my heart that feeds the hungry. Tonight when it is zero degrees outside did I do anything to give a bed to those living beneath the bridge? Peace comes in little pieces. How big is the piece I have to offer?
