Once upon a time I learned a very difficult lesson.  It taught me to hold my tongue; to withhold insults, even when they were given in fun.  I hope I can discipline myself before have to learn that lesson again.

It’s so easy to forget.  For a time, I felt the pain of those suffering around me.  I looked into the face of an HIV positive child and wished like anything that I could take it from him.  I went to bed with a sick heart and woke up unrested.  I don’t believe it is wrong for me to now be happy; to appreciate the way God has blessed me.  I don’t think it is wrong to be sad; to remember for a time the things – the people – that I used to know.  But in those in-betweens, when I am indifferent…it is those times when I should be shamed for my inaction.  I have a paper to write: a paper about HIV and its treatment.  This is a paper I have put off because I’ve been tired and unmotivated.  Only now do I start working, knowing, with a sense of urgency, that it is due tomorrow. Because I do not carry that virus.  I do no understand the perpetual urgency that it creates in all who are infected, and in their loved ones.  

Proverbs 31:4-7

 4 “It is not for kings, O Lemuel-

    not for kings to drink wine,

    not for rulers to crave beer,

    5 lest they drink and forget what the law decrees,

    and deprive all the oppressed of their rights.

    6 Give beer to those who are perishing,

    wine to those who are in anguish;

    7 let them drink and forget their poverty

    and remember their misery no more.


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