While we wait.

No matter what we profess;religion,tradition, there's this inescapable sense of then, what? Those ensconed in belief and faith, can not deny the variations of doubt that plague the heart and mind,reminding them of their ultimate vulnerability. That this reminder is the source of the remarkable resilience evident in the human spirit is arguable. From plagues to pogroms,slavery and the senseless slaughter of war, the instinct to strive even in the face of uncertainty, is one without race or religion. The question marked is how i refer to the wrong or right,why and when?that we all share. Explained in varied religions and traditions,the truth must be what you have faith in or believe. Waiting can be hard,sometimes unbearable,especially when you dont see the sense in it. But all of us wait; to fulfill our faith,confirm our belief,to know, to escape the tedium, we all wait. What then, are you waiting for? Whatever it is, this is the timeline in between. So, while we wait, war or peace, good or evil, right or wrong, friend or foe?

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