A friend of mine came for a quick visit. It was only for a few days but enough to do a little sightseeing. We took her to the San Salvador volcano. A place known as El Boqueron and we also went to Ataco.
It was a relaxed weekend and we had a great time.
Although I'd love to talk more about it the truth is I have little to no words. The world seems crazy and unexplainable sometimes. By sometimes I mean right now.
I was raised in a Christian family but it was not until later in life that I made my peace with what I believe in. One of the questions that has always haunted me was HOW could we continue to state that God created us in his own image (Genesis 1:27) when there is so much anger, jealousy and resentment in our hearts. We have engraved our minds with the image of a loving God so where do all these evil feelings come from? shouldn't we be loving like Him instead? Shouldn't love be a more natural, first-response feeling?
What aspects do we actually inherit from our creator? What does his own image mean then? Does it mean having two legs? or two arms? come on! It has to be something more than that.
It took me -and still takes me- time to process these questions but so far I've come up with one answer that has given me hope. Yes, not closure but hope. I think that what we take after our creator is the ability to choose and decide.
We may not have control over the anger, sadness or frustration we feel but we do have the ability to choose what we do with it.
Today, I don't want to talk specifically about Boston or Afghanistan, Venezuela or El Salvador.
But when I see all the hatred and violence that is being poured into the world I can't help but wonder how I am contributing -or not contributing- to this madness.
Crazy, crazy world.