The Cup Of Silence


The Cracks
June 10, 2007, 12:26 am
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It splinters from a single impact, increasing its reach across the whole pane of glass. Like Bosnia? Like me? You?

Some of our neighbors here are a family from a small village in Bosnia, who moved to Sarajevo to find work. They have little to no money, as jobs are scarce. Two days ago, they were blessed with the birth of their third child. At the hospital, the medical staff encouraged this newly mother of three (during labor) with the words “push, you heap of shit.” Whats worse, it didn’t even phase the one pushing, like she has heard it all her life. Whats once more to a poor Bosnian woman from some unknown village?

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I don’t know if Bosnia is the most forgotten country in the world, but it sure isn’t getting the attention it used to. As far a social status is concerned, Romas are at the bottom here. They are gypsies who beg, steal, and dig through garbage cans for food. Their parents pass on these traditions to their children.

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I’ve been reading Philippians this past week. In chapter two, it talks about others, and how we should regard them as more important than ourselves, just like Christ did for us. This City is beautiful. It is full of rich traditions, wonderful architecture, and people. Yes people. Humans who were knit together in their mother’s womb. Maybe they were born to a poor family, from a small village. Maybe to parents who pass their helplessness on to their children. Or perhaps they were born to the corrupt politician, who pockets war relief money, to buy a new Hummer. All imago dei.

Bosnia has cracks. They started small. They have gotten bigger. I have cracks too. What will it take to heal?

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