2007 is over, and I wonder, as you reflect back with me today, if you feel the last 12 months were more joyous or just bloodier than 2006?
it seem every time you turned around, woke up, changed television
channel, or turned the radio dial — you were inundated with breathless
reporting on who had been beaten up or what was killed and how many people were slaughtered — and did you begin wonder why we had to know about so much misery every day all day long?
We could not escape death!
Is it possible to prospect for personal joy in the midst of universal human dismay?
Is it selfish to be happy in the misery of others?
Was 2007 generally joyous for you — or do you feel as if you were drowned in blood?
Will 2008 be any different?