the periodic thoughts of a middle-aged man who likes to stop and think about life and people and the convergence of the two.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Wake Up
It is a beautiful sunny Saturday morning here in Minneapolis. The air is fresh and there is the slightest cooling breeze. I can breathe today. That is literal and figurative. What about all those poor souls who can't get relief? Soldiers, homeless people, people who live in devastated and war-torn areas? I bet they are not worried about what the DJIA is doing or what the pundits on Wall Street have to say about the economy. They are worried about the next meal or where to sleep in safety. Kids who may not have known a day of peace or had time to stop and look at a flower. Mothers who worry more about friendly fire than what to prepare for dinner. Imagine waking up to the sounds of armor piercing bullets or a bullhorn advising you to stay indoors for the day. We have to wake up and allow others to enjoy some of the freedoms that we have. We have to be willing to have less so others can have enough!!
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Amen to that. And thank you for sharing this gorgeous flower with us! ~deb
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