Bless the Lord, O my soul!
O Lord my God, You are very great;
You are clothed with splendor and majesty,
Covering Yourself with light as with a cloak,
Stretching out heaven like a tent curtain.
I ask because having children is such an optimistic decision, for many reasons. By bringing a child into the world, you implicitly state your belief that there will be something to live for even after you are long gone. You’re saying that the world will offer something to people in fifty years, that it won’t be all pollution and overpopulation and UV rays and rising sea levels and extinct species and jobs in Asia. You’re believing that the human race has hope, a future beyond the immediate spreading darkness (of which you may or may not be aware. Soon you will be, though. Expect a long blog on environmentalism in the near future). You’re saying that maybe people will stop focusing on themselves, start living globally, sustainably, honorably. That maybe U.S. citizens won’t consume a ridiculous amount of the world’s resources in vast, endless, consumerist binges. You’re saying there’s hope for your child to live a good life.
Or are you? So I ask again: What drove you to propagate? Although evolution says you’re a failure if you don’t propagate your genes, we humans don’t buy into that. We find meaning in life outside of genetic success. What is it, then, that lights the desire to have a child?
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