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| A lot goes into small things. |
The past week has been full of fun and small and large miracles. Right now I am enjoying the small miracle of sweet snack treats and a coffee. I am wearing nice clothes. I am safe. I am reading a book via a rather nifty electronic device.
My life is full of miracles that I constantly take for granted. I am not particularly worthy of these things and there are others who would do much better things with them if they had access to just a few of them.
These thoughts leave me with a heavy heart and a dark reverence that threatens to become depression if left unchecked.
The things that are supposed to bring me happiness do not bring me any such thing when I really think about them.
We really must do more for our siblings all around us. They deserve no less than our utmost care in a world that requires so much for survival and comfort. I have my part to do also. I have been selfish in many ways. How can any of us deny the simplest comforts to those who would benefit just as much if not more than those who have constant access to them?
This thought brings to mind many things that I have heard online and in person about the things that the people around us do and don't "deserve". I don't deserve coffee even though I have it... I simply had the money to buy it, and it occurred to me I might enjoy some. Yes, I earned the money to buy it with, but inherent worth of a person or an experience is not something that is measured by income, spending power, or social status.
It occurs to me that these sorts of thoughts about others and whether or not they are worthy of this or that are evil thoughts because they reduce people to collections of money and influence without taking into account the fact that they live, just as their accusers do: Without any say in the matter, and with the instinct to survive and enjoy a few things along the way.
I am writing this here to keep myself accountable to my own thoughts on the matter.
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