I went to my cathedral in Liverpool and walked around all the little chapels in the alcoves.
Every one holds a story about peace, famine, war etc.,
One chapel i got to was for the babies who have died in birth, or been aborted, what a horrible abusive word, it is to me, it made me feel for them poor babies, never given a chance.
I see a chapel there that I stood under as a child so many years ago, where God was casting light on all of his disciples, a mosaic taken from my local church, that I prayed so much under as a child to take this pain away, it really was a bag of mixed blessings and emotions.
It's never so far back that I don't recover the emotions as that of that deeply scarred kid, and found so much peace, we need innner peace to survive, and not so much dwell on the past, when we "accept the hurt of the past" then we move on.
We all need to see good beyond evil and strengthen our will to make the World a better place, there is no real answer, but imagine if it never really happened as we all do, thru this shit, could we be better people, I will let you be the judge.
Whoever stole the Sun, put it back and we'll drop all the charges!