Sunday, April 11, 2010

The Right to Live

Have you ever wondered how people, who have done something unspeakably terrible could have the right to live any longer? I have.


Since having children, my ability to sympathize with every societal ill, has been reduced to a bare minimum. Surely, there are those who are more able to clearly articulate a system of justice, which should compensate all parties. I, however, have difficulties pardoning those who would otherwise be at the mercy of the family wronged. What is to stop a father from avenging some terrible act done to his children? And what court of law, would be doing justice, by preventing that same father from coming to the rescue of his child, no matter the means?


If I were in this situation, I'm pretty sure I would want to do something, which I would regret later. But who is to say when justice is really served? Is justice best served by the judicial system? Is it wrong to take matters into your own hands? If two wrongs don't make a right, who's to say, which wrong is unnecessary?


Maybe there are cases, which do make a wrong necessary?

What is at the center?

Is it really necessary, to spend ones life serving a God you cannot see?

Was not God's message precisely to take care of and serve, the very creation he designed and in so doing, serve the creator.

I find it progressively difficult to busy myself serving and praising someone, I can neither see nor hear. Furthermore, I feel almost as though I'm simply talking with myself, whenever I pray or speak. Or if I talk of answered prayers: many of those answers I would have received, even if I hadn't prayed.

As a matter of fact, how can I ever be sure that God has answered anything I've prayed? And why is that important?


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Saturday, April 03, 2010

Berlin

A beautiful city, with somehow, at least at first sight, much friendlier than the typical Pforzheimer round the mill(er).

About this city I can say the same as about many other places I've been (other than Pforzheim), I think I could live here.




This pick is Jamie and Edgar, in front of the new National Art Gallery.



Kian, Edgar and Jamie playing at the Art Museum.




Kristine, Jamie and Sarah in front of Neptune, the God of water.

It's also been great, just being able to see Edgar in his element here.

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