On The Abdication of Responsibility

Or why we should be nice to each other anyway.

If you haven’t seen this video about Mohamed Bzeek and the 80 foster kids he’s cared for over the last 20 years, do yourself a favor: grab some tissues, hit play, and be prepared to feel like you’ve done nothing with your life.

What hit me this morning listening to this devout Muslim talk about humanity was the number of times he mentioned a deity: zero.



The man managed to make this about something greater than himself without once referencing an ethereal being that we assume we know because someone just as messed up as us cracked a big book and told us how the story goes.

And we cling to that construct because we tell ourselves we need a reason to do good. Or to not do bad. And to convince ourselves that there’s something more after the ride ends.

What if the reason something was something closer to home?

To love the unloved. Be something brighter in a world where so much feels dim. Maybe leave this place better than when we got here.

What if we did things for other people because we cared more about than them ourselves. Made that the bigger thing that fills our “god shaped blank.” The thing that pulls us back from the abyss, and bring someone else along with us.

What if we did good just because the world needs more of it? Why can’t that be reason enough?

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