Today my best friend and I were talking about the condition of the world… the world that our church kids are growing up in and the world in which my Brennan will grow up. We lamented over all the things that they have to deal with and all the sarcastic, vulgar, disgusting pool of sinfulness that they encounter every day. How will they ever survive?
And yet… as I drove home this afternoon, I started thinking. The kids today are so… incredibly…giving. SO much more so than my generation was (or is), and more so than the generation before me. The tsunami that would have barely touched the radar of my high school class has already generated such a response from these kids. I know one student who initiated A Fist For Japan (http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=205749769451066&ref=ts); another started Wear Red For Japan (http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=105713806177117). They are asking us what they can do to help, and they’re eager to do something.
It almost brings me to tears to think that within the past 100 years, the country of Japan was so much “our” enemy that we struck it with an atom bomb. My grandparents’ generation, wonderful as it was and is, carries so many prejudices. But those types of things seem so irrelevant to this newest generation. They just love people; it’s what they do best. Which gives me a lot of hope for the future, and a lot of hope for my son. I can’t wait to see how they change this sick old world. I’m willing to bet that it will be a change for the better.
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