Lately I’ve been having some…interesting dreams. I’m not really a violent person. I’m not quick to anger, I’ve never really gotten into a physical fight, and yelling is typically not my go-to mechanism. But lately, my dreams have been violent and vivid and shocking.
I’ve been on this tangent of “justice” lately, as many of my friends and classmates know. I joke that because there is so much injustice in the world Dream Cote has no choice but to take it all on. It’s kind of funny, because I’m not really a murder-y person, but my subconscious clearly sees violence as a release for my pent up frustration.
I should probably back up a little bit and explain that I see a lot of heartbreaking stuff in my line of work. Everyday there’s trauma and grief and abuse and a lot of the times people are not paying for what they’ve done. Unfortunately this is all too common in the world, no matter what profession you’re in or what place you live. As we’ve all seen, this past year especially, there is an abundance of tragedy everywhere, and most of the time innocent people are paying the price that comes with living in a broken world.
Because our world is broken. It is full of evil and injustice and terrible, horrible things.
But I think we look at that and forget that it’s also full of good.
The last couple of weeks I’d been losing sight of the goodness our world holds. Yes, it is broken, but it is also full of love. Of joy. Of new life. Of second chances. Of people laying down their lives for others. And we can’t let the evil diminish this goodness.
Because the truth is, I can’t always change the evil. Sometimes I can’t put a bad guy behind bars and I can’t make the people who are doing wrong pay. But I can always be the goodness. I can love others and help them heal. I can hold someone when they’re hurting and help them carry their pain. I can make a choice to not be sucked into the evil and instead decide to focus on the goodness because it’s so much better that way.
There is quiet satisfaction that comes with goodness, of not partaking in evil, in leading a life looking for the good. I am a good person who lives a good life and serves a good God. Yes, our world is broken, and yes, there is evil here. There are bad people and bad situations and somethings will never see justice-but that doesn’t make the good any lesser. Our society seems to have a fixation on all of the negatives and the media makes sure we are constantly bombarded with everything that’s wrong with our world. And even though it’s okay to be aware of the bad and be actively praying for a world that isn’t so broken, I know that I for one am a lot better person when I’m setting my eyes on the positives. I might not be able to change all of the bad things but I sure as heck can feed into the good and help diminish the bad. I will be an advocate for this not only in my line of work but in my personal life and my prayer life.
Lately, I’ve realized that my mind has been consumed with this worldly idea of justice…when it should be consumed with love.
“Do not be overcome with evil, but overcome evil with good.”