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(Yikes! The shelf is rough, very aged wood; I will have to take a whisk broom to it!)
I'm not too far into Mrs. Tim Carries On by D.E. Stevenson, but I have already come across a quote to share. Mrs. Tim Christie's husband has gone to France toward the beginning of WWII. Her good friend, Grace, is about to give birth and is lamenting bringing a child into the world when the world "is in this terrible condition." Written in diary style, Mrs. Tim writes:
... I realise (sic) that she must be comforted, so I proceed to explain my own particular method of 'carrying on'. None of us could bear the war if we allowed ourselves to brood upon the wickedness of it and the misery it has entailed, so the only thing to do is not to allow oneself to think about it seriously, but just to skitter about on the surface of life like a waterbeetle. In this way one can carry on and do one's bit and remain moderately cheerful.
Grace says, 'That seems rather a cowardly way of bearing things.'
I agree that it may be cowardly, but it is the only way for me. It would do no good if I were to think seriously about the war, and it would do me a lot of harm; and I add that my family would suffer if I became a raving lunatic.
What do you think? Agree? Disagree? Some people would think we all ought to be involved in and shoulder the burdens of everything going on in the world today. After all, as Edmund Burke said: "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing."
But as for me, I think I am more responsible for how I affect my own "sphere of influence." I don't think I'm appointed to take on the burdens of the whole world. So I do what I can to be helpful to those in my sphere. And I pray for them and for those and the situations that aren't in my sphere. But as with Mrs. Tim, I won't do anyone any good if I make myself a miserable, incapacitated, worried wreck.
But, as we all know, sometimes we utter "famous last words," and there are exceptions and varying degrees to all that affects us. Let's just do the best we can.
Where the mind goes, the man follows.
And let's not fill our wagons with so many rocks we can't carry our originally-assigned loads!*
May God bless you and yours with a safe, healthy, and happy week,
*There is a wonderful story in the book Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World by Joanna Weaver re allowing too many rocks (burdens/chores/concerns) to be placed in our wagon and making it so we can't deliver our original load.