In spite of

I often wonder why some people seem to have more problems than others.

Are some of us just blessed and others damned?  That seems too simplistic for me just like believing that I deserve better for one reason or another seems a bit more self serving than true.

No one deserves cancer or horror in their lives.  Even the worst nightmarish people that have ever existed started out as someone's innocent baby. 

People are always saying to look for the God in others, or look for the love, or other things that are somehow oblique and not necessarily the same for everyone, but we all were babies.  Not one of us hatched out of that egg grown up and mean.

It always bothers me when people make excuses for poor situations by citing the exceptions who made it in spite of.  Sure, there are always a few people who manage to overcome unbelievably bad odds and succeed in spite of poor parents, poor environments, poor schools, but they are rare and they require a lot more fortitude than most of us even dream of having.

Nature is certainly important, but nurture is more important.

Truly intelligent loving and nurturing might just be the magic that turns a sow's ear into a silk purse and silk purses into treasure houses of light and joy.