Even before the Boston Marathon bombing, before things escalated with North Korea, before the Texas explosion, Jay and I have had longs conversations about our country and our fears for its future.
Maybe it is Jay's job, maybe it is mine. Maybe it is the news stories, maybe it is social media. But we are really concerned with what we see. I am afraid of the mess we are leaving for our kids. It feels like our country is going to be in moral and financial shambles.
It is the little things that are frightening. So much hatred and anger over politics, healthcare, gun control, sexual orientation. We are a country divided, not on one issue, but on many.
And if we are divided, we are vulnerable to outside evils that could destroy our country.
But what can we do? Not much. We can raise our kids to be good people, kind unselfish people...or try our damnedest to at least live by example. We can be as self-sufficient as possible, so if our infrastructure crashes, our loved ones won't starve. (so, yes, think of others while protecting your own.) We can pray for our country, for our enemies.
But, at the end of the day, the best guidance still comes from my Grandma Pete and her serenity prayer:
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The strength to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.