One more time, we're reading about people killing one another in war. People who disagree with one another politically, religiously, or whatever other reason they want to claim, so often turn to war to try to solve their disputes. And as in any war, the number of civilian casualties that were first reported are astonishing. People who were going about their day-to-day lives, unarmed and unprotected, were many of the first people to be killed in this war. It's enough to make me sick--sick at heart and sick in spirit. Without getting into any of the political or religious or economic arguments, it's almost impossible to talk about war in any but the most negative of tones, for there is really nothing positive about this tendency of human beings to kill one another. Yes, people have every right to defend themselves when attacked, but being in the right morally and ethically doesn't necessarily mean that there's something positive in the killing. Right now it's hard for me to focus on other things, even though the war is half a world away and I have no relatives or friends directly involved in it. There are many fellow human beings suffering terrible things right now, and my heart has to be with them, even if I can do virtually nothing to help them. And add to this chaos the fact that an earthquake in Afghanistan killed probably more than 2,000 people over the weekend, and we definitely have what Lucas called "a disturbance in the Force." Much of humanity is suffering tonight--which is something that happens virtually every day on this planet--and we have to deal with the fact that we're virtually helpless to do anything at all about it. There are days like these when the beauty of the world is overshadowed by the suffering of people and other living beings, and we have to take them as they come and try to learn from them and grow to be better people because of them.
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