Mom sends me lots of interesting e.mails, but most of the time I check them on my phone and can't see all the pictures or video. I'm glad I opened this one up though - it's from Ken Burns' Civil War, footage shot in 1913 of Civil War veterans reuniting at Gettysburg. The sight of these old men laughing and hugging their former enemies makes me misty. That war was so brutal, so terrible, and yet they meet each other as brothers.
It makes me think of the reunion we'll have when we each return home to our Father in Heaven. The battles - emotional, political, physical - will all seem meaningless, I think, when we see that we have been siblings all along, playing an elaborate dress-up experiment on Earth. I do wish we could all have that kind of clarity a bit sooner, though. Especially teenagers who flirt with passive aggressiveness as a means to establish their dominance over their peers. Don't you wish you could go back and hug teenage you and tell them that boy-howdy life is going to get so much more complicated - but so, so much better?
I'm so very glad to be a thirty-something.