It happened many years ago. I wasn’t a man yet, maybe I’m still not, in the spiritual sense; and I believe that is what matters most, regarding our growth and development as beings alive in the world for what is, after all, a very short time.
So, whatever time I may have left, even if it’s just this present moment, I must use to set that right.
I’ve had plenty of time and even opportunity. I may even have been offered the very important gift of a mentor, or guide, early on who could have helped me understand what happened that night.
If I had had some sense of how important it was that there should be such people among us, to help young people find their way I might have been more likely to take hold of the gift of them for dear life and found my path.
But I didn’t. I let them go unrecognized. I didn’t have a clue. I was a fool. But then I wasn’t born and raised in a culture that understood the importance of such things, I might say, by way of excuse.
And sadly, tragically, that’s still true for yet another generation of young people in our world.
And we wonder why so many are so desperately lost that they are throwing their lives away in vain pursuits of one sort or another, sometimes with terrible consequences for many others; or just throwing their lives away, period. What a terrible waste. Continue reading →
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