Did you ever have one of those days, where you just wanted to cry for humanity? Not for political reasons, not for the shape of the world, or how immoral we have become, although there are days when I feel like bawling my eyes out about that.
What I mean is, a day when you can feel your connectedness with other human beings, your soul can feel people's pain. It's hard to describe but every once in awhile I have a day where I just feel such sorrow. I think about moms who have lost their children, I think about people, just regular people who had dreams about their lives and lost that dream, I think about people trying so hard to make it, trying so hard just to survive. People who are misunderstood, unloved, and sad.
And I cry about the bittersweet. The beauty of people, the joy of watching a child grow, two friends meeting after a long time apart.
So much in life to enjoy and to cry over. Here we all are, just God's creatures. But we all have feelings, emotions, hurts and joys, sadness, pain, and happiness. Doesn't matter who we are, how different we all are, because each one of us in unique. We come from different backgrounds, different faiths, different cultures.
Yet we are all one because of the One God who created us. He unifies us by being our Creator. We really are all brothers and sisters. It is a wondrous mystery.
And it makes me cry.