Believe

I used to believe in politics. I used to believe in the good of those in power. I used to believe a difference could be made.

But then I watch the news. I learn of young men taking innocent people’s lives. I see lives destroyed and maimed and forever shaken. Their faith in humanity tested.

And I still believe in politics.

But now I also believe in something bigger.

I believe in the goodness of the human heart.

I believe in the individual willing to put his or her life on the line to save another.

I believe in the power in a person’s hand when they are willing to hold that of another during their darkest hours.

I believe in us. You and me.

And I realize that there is something bigger than politics. And that is the human heart.

And so I sit in my home, with my family, grateful that at the end of the day I can close the doors, turn off the television, dim the lights, and rest in the only thing worth having in this life. Other people.

And I thank God for all that I have been given, and I spend my energy loving my children so that they can learn to be the ones holding hands rather than grenades.

4 thoughts on “Believe”

  1. This is beautiful! You are so right. When I was a reporter, I would get despondent at how awful people could be, because you get to a point where all you see is the dark side of this world. That, I don’t miss. Things like this make me remember it’s not all so bad. And your pictures are beautiful. So glad I got to meet you and your work through the hop! Have a great weekend!

    1. It is hard not to focus just on the dark side. I imagine that as a reporter it’s so much harder than for the rest of us. Thank you for your kind words. It has been great to meet you through your blog 🙂

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