peacelilyI used to read the paper every morning with my first coffee of the day. I read it just to have an idea of the things, good and bad, that were happening in the world around me.

But since I have started my new full time job, I have not had the time to sit down with the newspaper and I hadn’t taken the time to catch up on current events on the internet. I had, of course, heard about the horrific chemical weapons attack in Damascus, but I hadn’t delved into the news reports and so, didn’t realize the full impact of this unbelievably aggressive act. Then I saw this post that a friend of mine had shared on Facebook — and then I read this one. Ronny and Michal’s stories woke me up and I tuned into CBC news on the web. I listened to the live stream of Secretary of State, John Kerry’s statement on Syria. I was shocked, thunderstruck as the realization that the world was on the brink of tragedy, aghast that two world powers wanted to react to the crisis with a missile strike.

Tears are filling my eyes as I sit here, trying to compose this post. I feel infinitely sad and completely sickened to know that people, ordinary people — like Ronny and Michal — live every day with the threat of bombings and violence. Why must the innocent live in terror and dread?

I feel guilt and sorrow when I think about grumbling last week about the 5 minute wait in the Starbucks line-up when Ronny stood for hours to receive a gas mask for his family only to realize he had no chance of getting one. I take so much for granted. I am so lucky to live here in Canada, my worries and fears are small and insignificant.

I feel terrified and useless as I wait with the rest of the world, holding our breath, hoping for the madness to end, praying for the safety of our family and friends, imploring our gods for peace to reign over all. This feeling of hopelessness is wearing down the world.  We all just want this horror to stop.

I take some comfort in knowing that people around the world are united in the quest for universal peace.

A baby was born on Friday to an Iranian woman and her American husband. They invited the world to help them name their 3rd daughter — to find a name that would represent a future of peace for humanity. A call for all who care about love and peace to come together for hope. Click here to find out what name they chose for their “Baby of Peace”. For more stories like this, check out the Peace Factory website.

And lastly, Imagine a World Without Hate!  Peace be with you!


1 thought on “Peace…”

  1. I feel the way you do, Cathy! Since I walked into my living room a week ago to see the story of the Syrian regime gassing its own citizens, I’ve been sad and concerned, to say the least. Thanks for this post.


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