There is one world view that is like a board with a range of tones black to white. At the top maybe we have Mother Teresa, Nelson Mandela. and at the bottom Hitler or Genghis Khan. We probably put ourselves somewhere in the middle (probably pretty high up though) and those above us we envy and make heroes and those below us we hate or at best pity and they are the enemy (consciously or not) This leads to dehumanising those “below” so as to justify the way we think and treat them. And also leads to making the heroes unreachable, untouchable giants that we pale against.
But there is another way in the realisation that we all fall short of the glory of God but are beautiful creations. The board is instead a kaleidoscope of colours arranged like a rainbow. And no one coulour is “better” but all are equally beautiful and when fully merged make pure white. We are all equal and different. Sure Gandhi achieved something amazing and was anamazing human being but somewhere inside you, me and them is that same spirit. And maybe if we’re willing to admit the same spirit that alowed Pol Pot to do what he did can reign in us if we let it. So we have a choice. Let’s be a rainbow of colours a kaleidoscope of humanity with God’s love one all amazing and all broken and if we dare equal.
Originally from http://tairngir.tumblr.com/page/97
Teeth clenched, little chest shaking as heart weakly reaching out,
Energy spent, love torn, her mind full of doubt,
God’s bruised reed, His smouldering wick, He will not snuff or break,
Holding hand, Kissing cheek,
As in dead of night her soul He did take.
I wrote this after I read about how a girl had been taken and terrible things done to her. Very heart breaking
Orginally posted on http://tairngir.tumblr.com/page/97