All the world’s religions — so many of them represented here today —
start with a simple question: Why are we here? What gives our life
meaning? What gives our acts purpose? We know our time on this Earth is
fleeting. We know that we will each have our share of pleasure and pain;
that even after we chase after some earthly goal, whether it’s wealth
or power or fame, or just simple comfort, we will, in some fashion, fall
short of what we had hoped. We know that no matter how good our
intentions, we will all stumble sometimes, in some way. We will make
mistakes, we will experience hardships. And even when we’re trying to do
the right thing, we know that much of our time will be spent groping
through the darkness, so often unable to discern God’s heavenly plans.
There’s only one thing we can be sure of, and that is the love that we
have — for our children, for our families, for each other. The warmth of
a small child’s embrace — that is true. The memories we have of them,
the joy that they bring, the wonder we see through their eyes, that
fierce and boundless love we feel for them, a love that takes us out of
ourselves, and binds us to something larger — we know that’s what
matters. We know we’re always doing right when we’re taking care of
them, when we’re teaching them well, when we’re showing acts of
kindness. We don’t go wrong when we do that.
From President Obama's speech at the Sandy Hook vigil via
evencleveland. Full text
here.
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