I went to a friend last night, asked for a hug, and told her what was wrong (that I was upset about the tragic conditions of those mental institutions I mentioned yesterday.) She responded that horrible things, that bad or worse, happen all around the world every day and I couldn't let something like that ruin mine.
I am confused. I know that there are endless tragedies in this world, I am aware of some of which I am aware and some about which I am utterly clueless. But I don't think that changes the fact that I (and all people) should be upset when I encounter one of these phenomena; nor do I believe that I should not let it "ruin my day."
In order for progress to be made in any situation, we must first feel compelled to make change. If this compulsion is to occur, we must let our hearts be ripped to shreds. The only way, the ONLY way to feel ready and eager to make a difference is to feel the need to repair our broken hearts.
So yes, please let your hearts be broken. No matter what the cause, no matter what else is going on in the world, let your heart break for something; let it "ruin your day" and then figure out how to "repair your day" by making a difference.
Come on, people, please make a difference!
"Don't tell God how big your storm is; tell your storm how big your God is."
I believe in God.
I believe in God.
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- I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!