How is your life going? Up and down, probably – like with most of us.
We often think – o.k., I often think – “gee, life’s tough”. There’s a story to be told, that puts my head right every time I think of it.
(the woman & child above probably are not the ones in the story)
A woman in a refugee camp in Africa, whose husband had just died and left her with her remaining children, tells the story of her family.
They had left their village six weeks ago and walked to the refugee camp. Their thirty head of cattle all had died due to the drought … there had not been any rain for three years. They couldn’t anymore feed their children, so they decided to leave.
But some of their children – as well as their parents – were too weak for the journey … so they bundled up the strong ones, and they left behind those of their children they knew would not survive the trip.
As well as their parents; they left them … to die.
So, how’s your life going?