This evening my mind is flooded with cares, few of them my own. My thoughts are drawn toward a friend whose heart is breaking. A friend who needs a miracle for her baby. A friend whose cancer is back. A family member who's lost direction. The lady I saw at the Coffee Beanery. The face on the sex trafficking poster. The lonely look in the eyes of a friend who deserves better but doesn't know what that looks like anymore. I'd be foolish to make it sound as if I'm a saint, as if the cares of the world weigh on me every moment. They don't. There are a few treasured souls who occupy more of my thoughts than some, but most often what happens is I read the sad article --> I post it on Facebook --> I cry out in anger --> I say an earnest prayer --> Then I close that window and get back to Hulu - the commercial's over after all.
The troubles of the world seem overwhelming. How can we make a difference?