Nothing

At the end of last week, I was feeling the burden of the world.  I had a bad afternoon at work.  And as a reminder, I’m a social worker, so a bad day for me really stinks.

Billy and I got into one of our discussions.  As you can imagine, Billy and I can be a real picnic when we get into our discussions about the injustices of the world.  That last statement was full of sarcasm, in case you didn’t notice.

I looked at Billy for answers.  Tell me something to make me feel better, I demanded.

Sometimes there’s nothing you can do, he said.

Sigh. 

But it’s still bullshit, he later added.

Today, I think we are all feeling a burden.  Another tragedy.  Another sad ending. 

Maybe we are feeling that there’s nothing we can do.

But this is not true.

We can be a helper.

We can be those sparks of holiness.

There is always hope.