The Impossible Peace Sign Puzzle/ Continuous Line

Make a peace sign on a piece of paper and try to draw a constant line across

every section without crossing twice. I've tried it a few hundred times with no luck. Maybe it can't

be done?

Lets take Israel and Palestine for example. Both want peace. Both need Peace.

Every time diplomacy seemingly glues them together...they become ripped apart

again by violence or political power shifts. They keep trying to draw the

perfect line through the peace sign.

I have always wondered what would happen if a Palestinian mother and a Jewish

mother sat and talked for a time about the loss of their children. Simply

describe their children to each other...no talk of war or politics.

Have fathers and grandfathers do the same. Some might wind up screaming,

cursing and even have a violent confrontation. Some might wind up crying and

forgiving.

No matter what religion one follows....we are all...first...human beings. We

weren't born with religion. In my humble view....all of the religions in the

world are not worth one drop of innocent blood caused by religion itself.

How can one praise a God while picking up the sword of hate, along with a

shield of self righteousness to battle and kill a fellow human being?

"Peace by Strength" will work for a while until the weak become strong or the

strong become weak. One tiny germ can wreak havoc and even kill the strongest

man.

I believe that peace can only come through understanding and true tolerance. Too

many people pay lip service and hide their real feelings. The truth is always

the best place to start. If you hate it...state it.

It is really, fairly simple. List the things you hate about a person, race or

religion. If you can even start that list...welcome to the human race!

List the things you could love about the same person, race or religion.

If you could love anything about them...you can love them.
If you could hate anything about them...you can hate them.

Peace isn't some profound political formula waiting to be solved. It has

become the squawk of opportunistic, world stage politicians. The real peace is

cried for by mothers, fathers, husbands, wives, sisters, and brothers who have

lost loved ones or have been wounded in war and violent acts of crime. They understand far more......

than those of us who haven't.

Maybe peace would come if we used the words, ours instead of mine....share instead of

want.....heal instead of profit....purpose instead of hand out....more love instead of more stuff.

Peace is a lot like the puzzle I scribbled above. We draw the lines until it

stops. We keep working at it....when all we need to do is let it work in each

of us.

Peace to all.