All Is Quiet... For Now

All is quiet here. Babies are asleep and the Raamonster is out watching a movie.

Lately I am full of sadness. Sadness for a world, so tangled up in the threat of financial disaster, that it doesn't see that disaster has already struck in the heart of every nation. We are consumed with greed. Every time I walk through a shopping centre (and I'm not talking mega-mall, here, just a run-of-the-mill supermarket even), I am struck by the overwhelming amount of STUFF sitting on the shelves, strategically placed and packaged to make us want to buy, buy, buy. This is not the fault of some ethereal "Them", it is OUR fault. To some degree, we all fuel that bonfire.

So what? Little greed leads to big greed and big greed leads to the destruction of little people. If we were willing to pay more for our clothes (and have less of them as a result), then little people would get paid more for making them. If we were willing to pay more for our food, farmers wouldn't be enslaved into buying seeds every year from the same huge company because those seeds are specially engineered so that the second generation of seed isn't viable.

I see so much in myself that needs to change. All those little people matter to God, they should matter to me too. If I'm hurting someone else by fulfilling MY wants (and let's face it, so many things we buy or do are really wants, NOT needs), then I am wrong, wrong, wrong.

All is quiet for now, but the system of greed is fundamentally flawed (and more importantly, morally flawed) and simply cannot last forever. So when the trumpet blast breaks the silence, the question is - whose side will I be on? Greed, or the Other side?