Today I read straight through Left To Tell:  Discovering God Amidst the Rwandan Holocaust by Immaculee Ilibagiza.  Needless to say, the story is a searing one in many ways — but also amazingly uplifting thanks to the author’s unfathomable spirit, and spirituality.

I’ve been thinking lately that one of our big problems in modern America is that we’re just too damned comfortable.  And while the depravity and horror Immaculee survived is nothing anyone would ever wish on another, I find it interesting how the utmost in both faith and accomplishment can arise from such abomination.  Surely there’s a middle ground that might heal our ailing spirits — something we can do for ourselves, not have forced on us.

In any event, reading of things like the Rwandan genocide should help us appreciate our blessings of freedom, security and plenty.