I was listening to a speaker on Saturday talk about the difference a few minutes makes. He had met some people who were there the day the Federal building in Oklahoma was destroyed by a bomb many years ago.
He said he heard stories about how people risked their lives going into a burning, crumbling building looking for survivors. Isn’t it amazing how brave some folks become in the face of disaster?
And yet, a few minutes earlier, these same people wouldn’t give others a second glance. Or the time of day.
Interesting, huh?
I heard the same comparison about the disaster in Japan. Not that many years ago, Americans and Japanese were at war and trying to kill each other. Some of those same Americans are still alive today and making donations to help the Japanese people in this terrible disaster they are experiencing.
It’s emotional fruitbasket turnover.
What would it be like if we could find a more happy medium to live in all the time? Then instead of either totally ignoring people or risking our own lives to save them, we could live every day in a state of love for our fellow man. How would that change things? Would we stop complaining about the guy who cut us off in traffic this morning? Would we stop griping about our co-worker and their annoying habits? Would we find a totally different space to be in with our teenager whose room is a train wreck?
What do you think? Leave a comment and share your thoughts.


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