Saturday, November 17, 2018
Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech
We're preparing for our granddaughter's visit. But mixed in with the excitement is worry about the bad air quality, what to do that is inside, how to protect her until something shifts. Tonight we'll pick her up, come home for dinner and stay in. Tomorrow we will go to a science center, maybe an ice cream parlor, and make a gingerbread turkey at home. Then we drive her to our older son's house, where she will be for couple of days until they drive her back, and by then, we hope, the air will be much better. And when I feel bad I think about all the missing people, the horror stories, the lives destroyed and the people having to start over. Then I pray. This Thanksgiving, it feels like our blessings are an affront to massive suffering, and it's agonizing to be grateful when we need to take in the thousands who need food and shelter and protection from breathing the horrible air.
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