Wednesday, September 27, 2017
Monday, September 18, 2017
There once was a playground…
By David Seow
Once, in a time so very long ago, a kind and gentle old man built a playground, unlike anything anyone had ever seen. Slides of snowy mountains flowed into rivers of blueberry oceans and fields of strawberry seas. Butterflies and lightning bugs danced around windmills of giant daisies and golden daffodils. And silver swings swung from a celestial cathedral of stars…
And though it was as wondrous as anything could possibly be, the playground was missing the one thing that would make it perfectly complete: children, children who would fill it with laughter and joy.
So the old man invited children of every color and age to his magical playground. And when they were all gathered before him, he said: “You’re welcome to stay and play as long as you like. I built this playground for you. But before you do, there are three simple rules you must follow. Now listen carefully: 1.) Always be kind 2.) Always play nice 3.) And always take care of this playground.
To be continued...
Friday, September 8, 2017
Sunday, August 20, 2017
The simplest thing is sometimes the hardest for people to understand, to do: love. It transcends race, gender, language or religion etc. We know how to do it. We love our family members and friend even though we can drive each other completely nuts at times, we don't cease to love.
Yet with strangers, people who are different than us, we find it so easy to be detached, intolerant and hateful of the things we find so foreign. To think about it, as a species, we're the biggest dingbats on the planet. Yes, and I am a big dingbat myself.
Regardless of what we look like, where we are from, or what we do, we're people. We breathe the same air, we eat more or less the same consumable food, we have to drink water to hydrate ourselves. Everyone was born into this world. They laugh, they cry, they bleed and at the end of their lives they die.
So what is all the anger and this fighting for? What? We are more alike than we think yet we chose to focus on differences that will divide us. Strip everything away, and no one is better than the other. No one is cleverer than the other. We all have our own unique talents and gifts that we can choose to squander or to use for good. Does hurting one another equate to love, to good? Just something to think about.
Prayers for the families of the victims of Charlottesville, Spain, and Finland. God Bless.