We become what we think about


It’s Still Beautiful

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Several months ago I was struggling to deal with the everyday difficulties of raising my family. I remember feeling discouraged, overwhelmed and frustrated. I decided to give my brother a call to describe my feelings and perhaps get some advice or empathy from him. As I finished telling him how I was feeling he decided to tell me a little about a trip that he had just taken with his wife to New York. While he was there he had the opportunity to visit the National September 11 Memorial and Museum. Part of the exhibit included the experience of the singular American that wasn’t on earth during the September 11th attacks. Astronaut Frank Culbertson was in the International Space Station about 250 miles above earth that day. When Culbertson was informed of the attacks he grabbed a camera to record the smoke that he could see from space, coming from New York. As he recorded the images he said these words:

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Our Self-made Prisons

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A couple of months ago as I was reading a book I came to a chapter that describes an ancient war during which prisoners from the opposing army were used to fortify defenses of the cities. This was not just free labor, but was meant to keep the prisoners occupied so they wouldn’t have the energy to rebel or try to escape. Upon completing the defenses and various structures, the prisoners were then placed in prison; one they had built themselves. I found this very interesting. Had the prisoners known they were making their own prison? Either way, by the end they found themselves in prisons made by their own hands. Continue reading