I woke up this morning and checked my Facebook notifications as has become part of my morning routine. Scrolling down I saw what seemed a strange and morbid game notification from a friend who I didn’t think was a Facebook games type of person. I was walking the dog and I looked down to see her name followed by “was marked safe during Brussels explosion.”
“What a weird game to be playing especially for someone who lives in Belgium” I thought to myself. Obviously, I hadn’t yet seen the news. It didn’t even occur to me that there had actually been an explosion in Brussels. Every time something like this happens it is shocking. It should be shocking. The day it is no longer shocking the world is in big trouble. The world is already in big trouble.
I don’t know what to say other than we just have to love, love, love. That’s such an annoying thing to say – I’m irritated with myself for such a pollyanna statement. But LOVE is the strongest, bravest, toughest thing you can do in the whole world – especially tough love or loving someone who doesn’t understand what it is or how to do it effectively. Sometimes that love has to be given from afar. Real love is done for the good of others not for our own gain – but in the end we all win.
I think it goes without saying but I know how the internet is so I will go ahead and speak these words – loving others and seeing their potential doesn’t mean allowing people to hurt each other or get away with committing these heinous crimes. No one should ever act in such a horrifying way. The issue is not what we allow others to get away with it’s how we react to their behavior. I feel like I say this a lot – I feel like a broken record. I also need reminding. We cannot build a wall high enough or a border strong enough or policies comprehensive enough to keep out pain, fear or people who have been broken by their world. They exist everywhere.
More than ever we have to find a way to seek out the good in each other – to be more human and to do the hard work of not hating anyone – even sad, misguided, damaged individuals who blow people up – them most of all. On days like today that seems virtually impossible and yet it is the only thing that can be done to heal the world. When we make everyone different from us and everyone who is different from us is the enemy then pretty soon there’s no one left to love. We are dangerously close to this as a global society. Either we stand up and commit to the radical notion that we are all the same and fight for the good in all or we fall victim to the pain, isolation, and destruction of otherness.