I’ve debated if I dare broach this subject for the last couple days. For those of you in the know, you’ll probably get my gist. But I’m also going to write a bit around the topic out of respect. But I just got back from day two of Father Jerome Koutnik’s Lenten mission. I’m feeling inspired.
Essentially, how can one person convince a group of people that they aren’t bulletproof? I’m struggling with convincing people I come in contact with that they aren’t made of Teflon. Their actions have consequences. They could even cost a life. Will it take the death of one person to convince the others? Or will that be a lesson short-lived?
There were a couple of instances this week in which this lesson will have a lasting impact. In one case, it could mean prison. In another, it meant death. It’s heartbreaking. These were promising futures, that are no more. This shouldn’t be a destiny, yet it was.
How loud do we have to cry to get people to listen? I only want the best. The best doesn’t mean perfection. It means living the best life that you are capable of living. Be the best version of yourself. Nothing more. Nothing less. If you’re in pain, ask for help. Don’t medicate. Don’t act out.
Experience life. Live life. Love life.
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Until Next Time,
Peace!
