To love is to risk. I desire nothing less than a world that can function as one, together in valuing humanity and risking to love before choosing to hate. Hate, although it sucks us dry of all energy leaving us empty shells has a seductive pull to it. Like a dysfunctional relationship or abusive partner it is an addictive, fear driven, soul consuming, and inevitably cowardice end to hope and life.
She smiles nearly every minute of the day with a smile that has the potential to light up the earth. Laughter is her first language, love comes natural, joy seeps from her pores. She is my sweet five year old!
My heart sank as that sweet little girl began to ask "Mom, when will the flag fly up top for all the days? When will people stop shooting each other"? There are no perfect answers for her and all the other children asking these unthinkable questions. Truth is I too ask the same questions and as I seek for answers I continuously come back to love. It may sound so cliche however I see no other proven method.
Love does not erase past wounds of children abused and neglected. Love does cover those children with a blanket of healing.
Love does not force one to make good choices. Love does forgive in the wake of consequences.
Love does not cure terminal illnesses. Love does carry us through times of trials.
Love does not feed hate into our hearts. Love does change the way we see others.
Love makes the officer put on the uniform and walk out the door.
Love drives the firefighter to run into a burning building.
Love fuels the passion to risk life and limb for the service woman and man.
Love changes the heart in a failing and troubled marriage.
Love places orphans in forever families.
Love carries parents after losing their children.
Love, my friends really is our path of hope in this troubled world.

I always come back to love.