Carrying on the struggle

Social netizens in the Philippines seem to be more up and about these days.  I see it as good--the rising awareness of people about what is happening around them, whether in the immediacy of the neighborhood or the wide backyard of the home we call "Earth", and the way many are pitching in their thoughts and concern about these.

Of course, these issues should indeed concern us: the unrest in the Zamboanga peninsula within the context of peace and development around Mindanao, the still unfolding saga of the pork barrel, and all these realities in society such as informal settlers in urban areas, corruption in public office, inequality between classes, education as achievable only until (or even before) one's teenage years, forced migration and changes, oftentimes detrimental, in the home.  Looking at my faith, I think too of situations in the church which call for attention: the dichotomy between belief and daily life; the neglect for lay people; the priority given more to church renovation rather than community building; the lack of a truly focused, relevant and concerted effort for the young faithful; the need to begin with initial (seminary) formation if we truly want renewed clergy and religious; among many others.

And of course, I can go on.  But of course, I cannot claim I have the answers to all of these questions.  But I am willing to continue the journey.

However, to me, now, that is beside the point.  The point is, how will I carry on the struggle?  Will I allow myself to be tossed here and there among this myriad of issues, or is there something--someone--in whom I can refer to, gaze at for direction, and depend on for solace and support?  Should I turn in on myself for the answers, or should I look beyond myself for meaning and hope while remaining rooted in the joys and pains of the here and now?

Deep in my heart, I know the answer.  I know in Whom I put my trust [cf. 2 Tim 1:12].