There was a time in high school when I found myself overwhelmed with academic and athletic demands, as many high school students do. I remember my frustration when my dad would call me out of my bedroom to spend time with the family, whether it was eating dinner, watching a movie, or playing a game. “Dad,” I whined, “I have so much homework to do, I don’t have time to just hang out and chit-chat.” So, after a few minutes of me dragging my feet, my parents would let me go back to the isolation of my bedroom and work diligently on my homework.
Recently, I was asked to work on a project about abortion. I hadn’t really put too much thought or attention to this subject before. Nor had I considered the methods of abortion, the impact of this practice throughout the world, the effects it has on a mother or the pain the fetus feels. Never could I imagine that a business would exist to broker in the collecting and selling of fetal parts. The more I studied the more disgusted I became. Without a doubt I am Pro-Life. My heart aches for those little babies that aren’t even given a chance at life.
It was all over the news last week: “U.S. poverty heads toward highest level in 50 years.” Other countries around the world, notably Greece and Spain, continue to struggle with insolvency and surging rates of poverty. Economists and other experts point to all sorts of reasons: unemployment, the global recession, strains on government safety nets, globalization, outsourcing, automation…. But I have yet to read anything this week that points to the greatest contributing factor to poverty – the breakdown of marriage and family.
If any of you are fans of J.R. Tolkien, then you are likely familiar with The Hobbit. My husband loves The Hobbit – the book and the movies. While I am not as avid a fan as he is, I have seen the movies, and there is a quote in one of the films that I think about often. It is Thorin Oakensheilds’ last words: “If more of us valued home above gold, it would be a merrier world.” That is a powerful statement.