Yesterday sucked. Nothing like a couple of bombs and everyone’s photos of a horrific scene to ruin your day. My prayers go out to everyone involved, hurt, worried, sick, and even those who just, like me, felt a little emptier inside for it. It’s not even a huge natural disaster, that you can send fresh water, donate to the relief effort, or make hats for the suddenly-homeless. You just have to watch it happen, then be reminded of it all across your Facebook feeds, the news, and even sometimes a blog like this.
But this blog isn’t about Boston, wicked people, or tragedies.
This blog is about you.
When these things happen, what do you do? Run to family, hug friends, send up prayers? You should be doing all of these things, and one more.
At some point, just… be.
Stop. Stop being for others. They will survive a minute without you. Stop wondering why it happened, who did it, what it all means. Just stop. Be. Feel your heart beat. Step outside. Taste the air. Close your eyes and feel everything around you live. Feel the presence of God through all the microscopic life and the giant living things around you. Touch the grass. Look at the sky. Feel the rain or the sun or the snow. Realize just how tiny you are compared to it all, and then realize that without you, this world would not exist. It would be another world entirely. A worse world. All because of you. Because someone saw your momma’s belly and smiled. Because you smiled when you were 2, and someone was touched. Because someone heard you laugh when you were 10, and it affected their next decisions for good. Because you helped that stranger once. Because without you, your friend would never have made it through that rough patch.
You made the world what it is today. Not the bad parts. Because that day when you snapped at that stranger in line, she went home and was glad that her day had gone better than yours had, and was reminded of how much she appreciated her family. When you gave that ass-hole driver the finger, it actually made him think twice next time he almost cut someone off. When you said “no” to giving a hand that once, your friend understood and said a prayer for you, because she knew just how hard it is for you to say no, and knew you must have been going through something.
Without you, this world would not exist. It would have been short untold thousands of smiles. There would have been fewer prayers said for friends, by friends, for strangers, by strangers. Just imagine the happiness you feel at one smile, one prayer, one laugh… then imagine the world without an exponential multiplication of that happiness. You’re not just a person living on this planet. You are a creature of the earth, of God, and you have personally made this world beautiful.