No Title to Suffice
We've all heard of the horrific events suffered by the Amish girls at the hands of a killer. I don't need to recount those horrors here. Last evening they accepted the help our modern day heavy machinery to come and raize the building where so much innocence was lost.
My mother's family is Amish Menonite (it was her mother's parents). They had electricity when in their home when I was growing up but you wouldn't find a tv in their home- until one day we stumbled across one in the attic that some of the other grandkids had smuggled in. Or so we'd thought. My great grandfather'd smuggled it in! HA! He was soooooo wonderful. Anyway, back to what I intended to say.
The Amish are a very passive people and it's nice to see how far they've come with forgiveness. My great-grandparents had 9 kids. 5 of which were boys. All of them were drafted during WWII. When the youngest, a boy of barely 18, came back in a coffin after dying on Normandy beach my G-grandparents church refused to let him be buried in the church yard because he'd died fighting. The church literally split over that. So much MORE senseless fighting.
Yet we see them now reaching out to this killers family to help them heal. And that is truly a good and beautiful thing. Wouldn't if be nice if we could be that forgiving to people who'd done far less to us?
There are always lessons to be learned in extremes. I know this is a crazy way to end this post, but why do you think they put together the choices they do on Wife Swap? Extremes. Lessons to be learned and that's a really quick way to make you see that maybe you could lighten up a little bit here and pick up the load some over there. Horrible segue, I know. But hopefully you get my point.