Wednesday, January 16, 2013


And sometimes I wonder will there always be oppression?

I wonder what about time, humanity, God leads us to a certain moment?

It is hard to understand fortune, good-luck, favor.

I believe God is, but I also believe we create God.  We shape and mold people, circumstances, events into God.

My extremely patient sister and I went to the graveyard my great-grandmother was buried in.  With her windshield scraper and our feet we moved snow to uncover names written on headstones that might have belonged to her.  Later my aunt said she had visited that same place, walked the area and had been unable to find the grave site either.  It was sad to her, a problem to be solved for me.

I suppose I just wonder today as much as any day, is there a such thing as justice?