Kay had an appointment with her pain specialist the other day, so I was taking Mack to daycare. I left the house a little late and decided to go down Lamar instead of Mopac. Anything after 7:20 and you should just always avoid Slow-Pac.
When I got down around 29th Street or so I decided to turn into the Old Enfield neighborhood. I learned some short cuts when we lived in a garage apartment in that neighborhood right after we were married. I was listening to NPR as I came up the big hill from Pease Park. They were talking about the protests that were happening in Myanmar.
The Old Enfield neighborhood is a really nice area. Gigantic old houses with sprawling green landscaping. At the corner where I was there is even one with a waterfall built into the house.
The NPR correspondent was discussing quite calmly the possibility that the government of Myanamar might start shooting people soon. He was so nonchalant about it. I looked around and I was surrounded by the decadent houses of the Old Enfield Neighborhood. The contrast between our prosperity and some parts of the world hit me more starkly and fully than it ever had before. I was shocked.
Now I have nothing against prosperity or people that make a lot of money. I used to want that. Now I just want to get out of debt! What do I do with this revelation though? Do I try to save the world? I do believe one person can make a big difference, but I don’t feel that is my calling. I feel my calling is to nurture my little family, and try to strengthen my relationship with Christ. As a Christian what do I do with these feelings?
