Imagine a world where one could watch the news and smile afterwards, a world where only good things happened and where all people, no matter their color or religion actually cared for each other. Wouldn’t that be something?
Sadly that’s not the world we live in. The number of people forced to flee their homes across the world has exceeded fifty million for the first time since the Second World War. Half the world’s refugees are children, many traveling alone, often falling into the clutches of traffickers. This world is a scary place.
Just yesterday American journalist James Foley was cruelly beheaded by a British jihadist. Thinking about what this man went through breaks my heart, knowing it was a British citizen that committed this heinous crime causes my blood to boil. Even, I as a published author cannot imagine the hell James was forced through, the hell his family went through, are going through right now.
The world really has gone too far and life appears to mean so little to so many. How is it possible to kill in the name of religion? How can anybody ever justify slaughtering men, women and children in the name of God? James Foley was a journalist. He wasn’t there with a gun, wasn’t there to kill, wasn’t responsible for government policies in the Middle East. He was just a reporter, a simple man who happened to be an American. The only weapons he carried were a pen, a note pad and camera.
Rest in peace James Foley.
It’s important though to remember that hundreds of thousands of people are facing death as I write; that countless numbers have been murdered in cold blood, slaughtered in the name of religion. I am not against religion. I am a proud Christian. I just wish religion didn’t have to be used as a weapon to destroy lives.
Until next time,