I was just thinking about this the other day. My life has been turned upside down emotionally because of what I read and see and know and I realized that all that pain I kept feeling every moment of every day was some kind of sorrowful grieving.
I still refuse to believe we don't make a huge difference with how we speak out whether it be with petitions, emails or phone calls or word of mouth. I've even talked to people in clothes shops and said "Oh, that's from China" and proceeded to tell them what they do to animals in China.
Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself when I cannot sleep because of the images that play in my mind. Sometimes my stomach is so upset from knowing the horrors and that one more animal is being abused or one child is being tortured in child pornography.
Sometimes I hate this world and beg Jesus to come now and stop the evil. I am just one teeny weeny part of God's plan, but I choose to continue doing what I do no matter how much grieving I must go through.
Thank you Frank for sharing this,