Where is the Hope?

UPROOTED! My ninety-year-old friend is as old as this tree and has lost a sense of hope during the disasters of late. People uprooted. Lives upended. Hurricane—Flood—Quake—Wildfire The destruction reminds her of the bombing in her land of origin when she was a young girl. She wonders if mankind is doomed, asks if there is any good left in the world. Her moist eyes are clear and questioning and laden with sorrow. In all parts … Read more