This somehow seems like the appropriate place to post - please bear with me
I'd like to share a few things which I've been feeling lately, and hear from others (whatever faith symbol they may have!) and whether anyone else feels the same.
I have a pretty fantastic life, but recently I'm feeling torn apart by the sad things which happen in other peoples lives, and I feel pretty hopeless that I can't do a lot to help.
At work, I deal with very sick people, and I speak with their families. I'm humbled by their bravery, I know I would crumble in their position. I go home (or to my on-call room) and I marvel how they stay so strong.
When I come to these forums, I see people clearly attempting to belittle and hurt each other - and promoting themselves instead of spreading love to others. Why this should hurt me so much, I have no idea. But believe me, it does.
When I run through my mental prayer-list each day, I break down when I realise that the things I wish and pray for other people are out of my power, and unlikely ever to be granted.
If there were something I could give to solve these problems, I'd give it in a second. Knowing that the world is not a good or a fair place, and that I do not have a solution, is tearing me apart.
Hope that makes sense.
I'd like to share a few things which I've been feeling lately, and hear from others (whatever faith symbol they may have!) and whether anyone else feels the same.
I have a pretty fantastic life, but recently I'm feeling torn apart by the sad things which happen in other peoples lives, and I feel pretty hopeless that I can't do a lot to help.
At work, I deal with very sick people, and I speak with their families. I'm humbled by their bravery, I know I would crumble in their position. I go home (or to my on-call room) and I marvel how they stay so strong.
When I come to these forums, I see people clearly attempting to belittle and hurt each other - and promoting themselves instead of spreading love to others. Why this should hurt me so much, I have no idea. But believe me, it does.
When I run through my mental prayer-list each day, I break down when I realise that the things I wish and pray for other people are out of my power, and unlikely ever to be granted.
If there were something I could give to solve these problems, I'd give it in a second. Knowing that the world is not a good or a fair place, and that I do not have a solution, is tearing me apart.
Hope that makes sense.