As I viewed the multitude of Happy New Year posts, and posts reflecting on our years, I noticed a bit of a trend. A lot of people were commenting on how this year was really tough. And you know what, I hear that. Liesl and I have had a really tough year, a trial by fire if you will into the world of officership. It certainly says something when both your Divisional Secretary and Divisional Commander both say that we’ve experienced more in our first year of officership than many experience in their career. But as I thought on it, I wondered whether I really had a tough year.
I think of those who have it a lot tougher than me, like the Families of the 30,000 children who die every day from starvation.
I think of the Asylum Seekers who have been locked up indefinitely with no idea of when things will change.
I think of Peter Greece and his colleagues, who has been locked up in Egypt, only for doing his job of reporting the news in a fair and balanced way.
I think of those in Australia whose benefits are being stripped away simply for the sake of improving an economy that is already the envy of many others in the world.
I think of the number of people who are forcibly displaced from their home every year (in 2013 it was over 50 million).
Within the posts on Facebook lamenting their tough year, they would always be looking forward to a great 2015, that things were going to change and this year would be a lot better. While I agree with the sentiment, my prayer, my hope is that 2015 might be the year that we treat all people with love and respect, and start changing some of the depressing and oppressive situations mentioned above.