Finding Hope

Life is never going to be perfect 100 percent of the time. It just isn't. We have all had our own battles. Regardless, I choose love. I choose kindness. I choose hope.
This post was published on the now-closed HuffPost Contributor platform. Contributors control their own work and posted freely to our site. If you need to flag this entry as abusive, send us an email.

It seems nearly every day we face tragedy in the news, close to home, or for some, at home. The pain is not something that goes away, and the phrase, "Time will heal it all", well, it just doesn't cut it.

Religious statements that cut down another segment of human beings, political stances berating certain groups of Americans, these are just a few issues which discourage me today.

Notice a couple of the words in my previous statements: Groups. Segments.

You see, I remember a day when America was one. I remember a time when, even with disagreements and differences, we would still grab a fellow American by the hand and stand united against hate, violence, or worse: Death.

I remember a time when Americans were the first to fight off hatred and violence, killing of innocent people. Now, its a political pawn. Should we have politicians using the innocent lives of victims of gun violence to promote their agendas? No. We shouldn't. There should be nothing more than the condemning of the violence and expressing grief for the lives lost. After all, the lives lost mattered.

Their lives mattered to their friends, their family, their co-workers, everyone they knew. In fact, we will never know the level of influence they could have had.

This brings me to finding hope for America.

Maybe you disagree with what I am saying, and, if you do, that's perfectly fine. I don't hate you. I don't spite you. I applaud you. It's what makes our country great. The problem I have is the fact when someone wants to promote their idea, or bash yours (or mine), the line has moved from a heated debate to violence.

No. This will not stand. Not here, not anywhere.

Find another way. Let's debate. Let's discuss. But whatever we do, let's stop the killing of Americans.

Here's to finding hope. That small, four-lettered word may seem a bit lost to some today. In fact, it may cause raw emotions to rise. Know this, wherever you are in life, or in this world, if you have today, if you have this breath, take the time to extend kindness to another.

Take the time to tell someone you care about, that you actually love them. Find the courage to spread goodness in this world, regardless of the actions of others.

Find a way to change someone else's life: Giving blood, donating clothes, time, lending an ear to listen. You see, you have the power to not only find hope, but be hope to someone.

Life is never going to be perfect 100 percent of the time. It just isn't. We have all had our own battles. Regardless, I choose love. I choose kindness. I choose hope.

This article appeared first on www.AdamDavis.co

Popular in the Community

Close

HuffPost Shopping’s Best Finds

MORE IN LIFE