Break our hearts for what breaks Yours...

Sweden - 21,000 forcibly sterilized, 6,000 coerced

Japan - 454

Germany - 400,000 sterlized

United States - 65,000 individuals forcibly sterilized in 33 states

China....continues this practice

We could all stand to read more Henri Nouwen...

"More and more, the desire grows in me simply to walk around, greet people,
enter their homes, sit on their doorsteps, play ball, throw water, and be known
as someone who wants to live with them. It is a privilege to have the time
to practice this simple ministry of presence. Still, it is not as simple
as it seems. My own desire to be useful, to do something significant, or do be
part of some impressive project is so strong that soon my time is taken up by
meetings, conferences, study groups, and workshops that prevent me from walking
the streets. It is difficult not to have plans, not to organize people
around and urgent cause, and not to feel tha tyou are working directly for
social progress. But I wonder more and more if the first thing shouldn't
be to know people by name, to eat and drink with them, to listen to their
stories and tell your own, and to let them know with words, handshakes, and hugs
that you do not simply like them, but truly love them."

Henri Nouwen

just us chickens

There were no formerly heroic times, and there was no formerly pure generation. There is no one here but us chickens, and so it has always been: a people busy and powerful, knowledgeable, ambivalent, important, fearful, and self-aware; a people who scheme, promote, deceive, and conquer; who pray for their loved ones, and long to flee misery and skip death. It is a weakening and discoloring idea, that rustic people knew God personally once upon a time—or even knew selflessness or courage or literature—but that it is too late for us. In fact, the absolute is available to everyone in every age. There never was a more holy age than ours, and never a less. There is no less holiness at this time—as you are reading this—than there was the day the Red Sea parted.... In any instant the sacred may wipe you with its finger. In any instant the bush may flare, your feet may rise, or you may see a bunch of souls in a tree. In any instant you may avail yourself of the power to love your enemies; to accept failure, slander, or the grief of loss; or to endure torture. Purity’s time is always now.

- Annie Dillard

Bottle up your emotions - they can't stay

Silence is your option.

Pull out the armor, begin the fight

See the light. Begin to run.

Stay composed. Take the gun.

It's crouching, whimpering - torn from its source.

In the shadows. Quiet.

Begin the divorce.

No pity. I know it's bitter.

But sugar's not for you,

Complete the surgery.

It's your duty. Do it.