I'm thinking about Ray Rice, domestic violence, and toxic elements of our culture that have come into the light once again. I'm still thinking about Ferguson and American racism, especially as people around me debate the meaning of the Confederate battle flag after a high school student in a predominately white local high school waved it at a football game last week.
I think about all of that and more all day. I was thinking about the world in which we live and the world my daughters will grow into as I walked into the quiet house after taking Terza to school. I was thinking about all of that when I saw this:
That purpose is to create peace in this world for my daughters.
As far as purposes go, that's not earth-shattering, revolutionary, or even new to me. I've been working to create peace in this world my entire adult life, and the desire for peace is what fuels my volunteerism and civic involvement. It is what keeps me up at night.
But the way my thinking has kept me up at night has been a distorted view about creating peace. Of course peace starts at home, and I do credit myself and The Man of the House for creating a largely peaceful one. Our daughters' larger world is mostly peaceful, too, in that we have great food and shelter, good health, loving friendships and interesting hobbies. We have it good and I want that for everyone.
Peace is more than the absence of war and violence. When people have it good, they have peace. We have it good and I want that for everyone.
Let us create peace in this world, for everyone, every day.