Blessings can so easily become the precursor to comfort. I struggle between feeling guilt when I experience good things, and getting so wrapped up in the joys of life that I forget to care about the devastation all around me. My prayer tonight is for balance in my life.
I want to fully embrace life. There's so much good: friends, opportunities to advance and experience self satisfaction, opportunities to love and be loved... God made us capable of feeling both pleasure and pain. Is it wrong for us to be happy, because at any given moment someone may be experiencing tragedy? No, I don't think so...but being content with the fact that you are happy regardless of the fact that whole populations are suffering is not okay. It's the comfort factor. It's good to fully enjoy the gifts we've been given, but if we are comfortable and content just because we are happy, we have become selfish.
This is the point I've found myself at recently. Sliding into that selfish slump... it happens; we are selfish beings by nature. But a life revolving around ourselves is meaningless. We think if we just strive to make ourselves happy, we will be happy. I've found that quite the contrary is true. What a paradox.
Rather than closing my eyes to the hurt of the world, I choose to first feel it, and then to do something. Complacency has no place in Elizabeth Bainbridge's life. Complacency has no place in any world changer's life.
