Death and injustice are dominant themes in Solzhenitsyn’s Gulag Archipelago, which I have commenced reading in response to his passing this week. A friend told me he reads my blog when he wants to get depressed since I post so frequently on humanty’s inhumanity to itself. I don't consider myself a morose person but I do abhor determined blissful ignorance of injustice. This blog started partly in response to Terry Schiavo’s court supported starvation. I sincerely believe that human rights for the majority are only true if equal for the minority, the oppressed, the marginalized, and the weak. I believe in the sanctity of all lives, including those in need of external support, the disabled, the brain damaged, the en-wombed.
I recognize human rights, because as a follower of Jesus Christ, I consider all humans bearers of God’s image. I believe God is involved in the gestation of every human as well as their expiration.I've been ruminating for years on God's role on human expiration as I explore atrocities. Like everyone else who does not turn away from the horror, I ask, "Where is God?" I doubt I have anything new to add to the conversation, but it helps me to organize my thoughts on the blog.
Another friend tells me that my posts are hard to digest. So I'll keep these short. The Smart Mom, who is an editor at heart, tells me the leaps in my thoughts are not traced well in my writing. I'm sorry. Please comment with questions and suggestions and notations of gigantic leaps of deduction.