Well, what can one say about life? Nothing new under the sun, this is a true saying and worthy of repeating, often.
It can be so difficult when I watch people I care about and see them descending further into dysfunction, heartache, harm, or whatever else besets this life of ours. It is frustrating because I just don’t know what to do. There is a point where I have to let go, I know. But where is that point? Really, how do I know that time has come or that I’m just being selfish or lazy or bothered?
I can’t imagine what parents go through when they watch a son or daughter descend into hell and no matter what they do, they can’t stop it. The son is determined to destroy the once lovely life that was so apparent in childhood. The daughter cannot help but yield to an internal need that drives her to destruction when all could see the potential and hope. Why do we do this to ourselves? Why do we do this to each other? Why can we not love ourselves as He loves us? Why can we not love our neighbor as we come to love ourselves? Why can we not love, honestly?
We put our hope in… what? Perhaps we put our hope in the wrong things.