It is the small things that get to me. The young man hanging, as a last desperate measure, on the front grille of the construction truck the other day. Before being torn down by the riot police and hired security men.
Then I went to mass. With two disobedient priest who have paid the price for opposing the base. Father Joseph and Father Mun Jeong-hyun. Being beaten by the police. Jail. That sort of thing.
No he is not missing. He is walking with the bread and blood of Christ down to the people blocking the gate. Here he is coming back. Walking through the traffic. Another day, another walk.
Against military and political forces with a moist moral surface.
The answer is simple.
Do something. Do something you are good at. Something with a heart.
Write. Sing. Inspire people. Document. Analyze. Make it personal. Deliver the Eucharist in the street. Go sit and talk and eat oranges at the gate of a naval base i Korea. But do something.