I live in a country that is known for its cleanliness, order, gardens, schooling, and medical services. It is a country recognized for being orderly, convenient, and openly diverse. Many recognise the country as one who is committed to ongoing and relentless change with an aspiration to make itself better than it was.
The way it is today is very different from the city it was in the past. Today’s obsessive commitment to excellence and pace replaces the slow, sleeping, do not care attitude I experienced when I was young. The clean streets, efficient public transportation, and network of expressways replace the chaos and clutter that I remember in those days. Yesterday’s lack of access to medical care, clean water, and education is unimaginable to most generations today.
The most significant difference between the past and present is the attitude of the people that call this island home. Whatever one’s political views might be, the differences in the individuals I met then and now are clear. In general, it seemed that few believed they could make a difference and, as a consequence, did not seem to be engaged. Today I find people the care, are engaged, and want to make a difference, if only to and for themselves.
With the passing of one of the pioneers that shaped the country I know, I find myself understanding the power of the few on the many. With their belief, we began to see as a community. With their conviction and action, we began to embrace their dreams and values. With their sacrifices, we began to give. Each contributed, making “them a gift of the country they entered, helped them seize the wealth of the nations.” (Psalm 105.44)
It is hard to imagine just how far this country has come. The younger generation struggle to clearly see the past. Simply, it does not make sense! The challenge then and now, is a belief in what you cannot see. Do we reach for more? Will we strive and struggle in good times and bad?
The future is in our hands.
