Where's the love?

Any time I scroll through twitter I always come across a shocking and utterly heartbreaking story. Murders, suicides, rape stories, you name it. Take Chiloba's story for instance. No one deserves that. Where did we go wrong as a people? Where is the love? The love Christ left us to share. 

They say charity begins at home and rightly so. Remember the good old days when we'd all huddle in our sitting rooms watching the classics from vioja mahakamani to Tahidi high every week like clockwork? Do you remember the last time you watched something together as a family? The general consensus now seemingly is the only time everyone is in the same room is during Christmas and/or new year-some are not even that lucky.

Perhaps life has gotten so much in our ways we forget what really matters. I may be wrong but I don't remember the world being this sad and it breaks my heart more than I can put into words. There still is a lot of beauty to it but does it really matter if we turn on and murder each other for virtually no reason at all. It's just sad, so damn sad.

Spread some love today. Even something as mundane as a good morning to a stranger you meet in the matatu or holding the door for a stranger can go a long way. You never know but they may have been on the brink of taking their own life but your kindness changed their mind. Material possessions and money are of this world and can be burned to the ground or get depleted. What do we have to give each other if not love and kindness?

With love,

_storyteller.