The Worst

I have seen videos and read articles about some terrible things in this world. A story of a little girl named Brianna Lopez broke my heart. Stories about abused and mistreated children make me feel ill. I don't understand all the evil in this world and it makes me sick.

Just recently I was kind of day dreaming of what the world would be like if I was the worst person in this world. Not that I would be any different than I am right now. However, I would still be the worst. The worst mother, the worst wife... daughter, sister, friend, Christian. My children, who I would give my life for, would be the most mistreated, unloved kids in the world. Even knowing I was the worst I think I'd trade that for what the world is like now. Every child should be loved and cared for and cherished. They should be thought of as a blessing and a joy.

I feel that way about children and so do many others. When does that change? When do people stop feeling that same way about children? When they are 13 or 15 or 19? At what point do we change our standard for the way we treat people? It bothers me as I write this. I bother me as I write this.

I am thankful for a God who loves me. I am thankful that I have a future beyond this world. One that has no pain and suffering.