So I know I keep posting about perspective and managing one's attitude, but ya know -- there are times that seems absolutely impossible.
Today is one of those times for me.
The first thing I heard on NPR this morning was a report about the ever-worsening conflict in the Middle East. Then a dear friend sent me a link to an article describing the continuing horrors of life on the ground in Afghanistan. I'm bombarded with new from Iraq, a sickening, hate-and-death filled mass of quicksand, a place that sounds more and more like hell-on-earth every day.
I read stories about fundementalists of every religious faith as they roil around in self-righteous furor, hurling invectives at everyone and everything that doesn't fit into their particular world-view.
It reminds me of something my father - a wonderful, thoughtful, loving and intelligent man - once told me: "More people have been killed in the name of God than for any other reason in the history of mankind". The Nazis may have skewed the numbers a little bit, with their precise and efficient means of slaughter, but the statement is still, sadly, true.
Are we still so pathetically frightened, we humans, of difference - so insecure in our own beliefs that we simply cannot tolerate anyone who believes differently?
That thought is heartbreaking.
At least to me, on this particular morning.