My friend and fellow strength coach, Good Ryan, is spending time in Kabul, Afghanistan these days for work. He was there last fall, home for a bit, and back again. He posted some pictures yesterday that gave me pause and he was kind enough to let me use them here.
Yesterday was another Monday off school for the Oz man and we had the very serious duty of deciding whether to A) watch Braveheart on AMC for the 4,392nd time; B) have him try to teach me more of the Hobbit Lego xBox 360 game which didn’t go too well the first time; or C) play another “to the death” game of Uno. Pretty intense.
Then I saw this…
It’s so common for our world to be so small, that looking outside the window is more like looking in a mirror. The neighbors have about the same kind of house, about the same kind of car, and about the same kind of schedule. So often, our reality represents to us how the rest of the world is unless you are one of the lucky people who get to travel outside of your comfort zone here and there.
While I will not minimize the pressures and problems our children face, looking far outside the window, we can see the pressures and problems children in other societies face are quite different. I’m very thankful that my children have homes (or hotel rooms for my traveling construction worker); more than one days supply of clothes; and as much food as they can take in without too much trouble in getting it. And I can remember that not all kids are so lucky, here and abroad.
I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.
Mahatma Gandhi
