Just the other day I happened across a wonderful blog site aleafinspringtime.wordpress.com. Sharon is a lovely woman currently living in Finland with her husband and son. She and her family spent a few years living in Afghanistan and she has a unique perspective on the country that we Americans rarely see or hear about. Unless we go looking. And I’m glad I did. The government and the media would like us to believe that Afghanistan is nothing but a dirty, war-torn, impoverished country that has nothing good to offer the world at large. Whose people would as soon blow up the rest of the planet as look at us. I’m sure there are people in that country who would like nothing better, but I discovered Sharon’s story of two brothers in Kabul – and it gave me pause to reflect that not everyone over there is interested in a jihad.
I would guess that most Afghanis are more interested in providing a safe, caring environment for their children to grow up in, than in anything else. That’s certainly one reason we are fighting over there – so that more people can live without oppression, so we can try to cut out the cancer of religious extremism. It’s a noble quest and many are serving nobly over there. Sharon managed to find oases of peace, beauty, and quiet strength in this unlikely place – and I don’t think she was really looking for them. I could be wrong, but I think they found her. How much we can learn from the children. Love always finds a way – even in the bleakest circumstances. There’s no prejudice, no generalizing, no profiling. There’s simply, in this case, two little boys playing with her little boy. And teaching us valuable lessons – the Universal Truths common to us all – Sharing and Caring for one another. Fortunes in War. Here’s the link:The Little Boy of Kabul Have your Kleenex handy.