Like rather a lot of good intentions during Lent, I failed to keep up my gratitudes. It wasn't that I ran out of things to be grateful for but because they seemed so trite. It would have been too easy to say "I'm grateful for the air I breathe." Yes, well, durrr, of course one is grateful for air. I was trying to look for harder things, particularly those you wouldn't normally think of. As Lent drew to a close I tried to think of One Big Thing to end off with. And now that Lent is over and done with and I'm stuffed to the eyeballs with Easter eggs, I've finally come up with something.
Help.
The kind of help the world produces after a disaster. Any kind of disaster. Earthquake. Tsunami. Fire. Flood. War. Natural. Man made. Small like a stuck lift. Big like the Notre Dame burning. Involving guns. Involving disease. One person. Millions.
The world is full of nutcases and tragedy. Most of the time it feels utterly insane, an appalling place to live. But it's also full of people who rush to help. It's never people who want to be known for helping either, just some silent little guy, who asks for nothing and just does what needs to be done.
Where would we be without them?
Help.
The kind of help the world produces after a disaster. Any kind of disaster. Earthquake. Tsunami. Fire. Flood. War. Natural. Man made. Small like a stuck lift. Big like the Notre Dame burning. Involving guns. Involving disease. One person. Millions.
The world is full of nutcases and tragedy. Most of the time it feels utterly insane, an appalling place to live. But it's also full of people who rush to help. It's never people who want to be known for helping either, just some silent little guy, who asks for nothing and just does what needs to be done.
Where would we be without them?
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