but I was really struck today that I have a long way to go. Even if I do care about what happens to people around the world, stupid people get me a lot more riled up than injustice does.
I met a girl seven years ago this week and she told me that she was going to marry this one guy, who was in med school, and they were going to be a doctor-nurse missions team in Africa. I thought, “Yeah, right. No one has their life that planned at eighteen.” Two days ago, they arrived in Mali with their two sons.
I hope someday I do care more about the poor and oppressed than I do about the obnoxious.