A Prayer of Faith

Milosevic Died in his prison cell recently, reminding us of the terrible
Balkan Wars that took place in the 1990’s. And then again… did it? I mean,
did we know about it in the first place? I don’t know about you but I was
busy during the 90’s finishing my biology degree, serving a mission,
traveling (to much more desirable places than the Balkans), dating boys, and
eventually getting married. In the near future I’ll be turning 31 and in
the advent I’m temporarily turning into one of those older people who talk
about their life in decades.

I currently live in Albania and although Albania itself was not technically
involved in the war, ethnic Albanians in Kosovo were. I’ve been traveling
through Montenegro (of Serbia and Montenegro), and Croatia who were both
involved in this terrible war marked by ethnic cleansing. Thousands of
people were killed because of their ethnicity regardless of sex or age.
Civilians turned into murderers killing or turning their neighbors into
refugees. It was a terrible civil war.

I, however, was studying for Chemistry Exams, planning my Friday nights, and
shopping at thrift stores. Friends didn’t want to talk about war. We
wanted to talk about music. We were interested in internationally traveling
but not international crises. Will it be the same for people who are in
their twenties now? Will they look back to their twenties and realize they
had no idea what was really going on in Iraq when Sadam Hussain dies in ten
years in his prison cell? Is “twenty-something” getting life in order and
is “thirty-something” a ticket beyond our county borders? Or is it just me?