This article is out of chronological sequence due to processing my family script. But it is interesting that it talks about a family fight millennia old.
That which Hindus know as Brahman, Muslims as Allah, and Christians as the Father is One.
Why then do we fight each other in the name of the One?
We’re like a family that’s incessantly fighting with each other. Why?
There’s a scene in the movie, Waterloo, where a soldier breaks rank and stumbles out in front of the guns, crying “Why are we killing each other? Why?”
Given that we’ve been doing so for millennia, are we not tired of it? Are there any among those who make war who now yearn for peace?
Well, I know I yearn for it.
Yes, that means outer peace. But it applies in spades to inner peace.
But leave the inner peace to me. I’ll be quite content with outer peace.
Someone has to go first. Always. Someone has to be willing to give up whatever they stand to benefit from whatever they think is owed them and extend the hand of friendship.
I think they’d be surprised at how quickly that hand may be taken up.
And the happiness that would then be liberated usually has most people forget they were owed anything.
After thousands and thousands of years of human warfare, it’s time for peace, don’t you think?